Taoyuan Mountain Village

They never thought that the person who came here was actually Jiang Xiaoye!

The chairman of the Wanwu Group, the person who established the World Charity Foundation, actually came to them in person so quickly!

"My God, it's Jiang Xiaoye, the chairman of the Wanwu Group!"

"President Jiang is here, how should we explain this? Get in touch!"

"Why did President Jiang come?"

"I already said that this will have a great impact. The pasture plan was promoted by President Jiang, and now it's alright. It almost caused a fatal accident, and a whole area of ​​protests formed. Can he not come? He worked so hard for it. Let's think about it now!"

A group of people panicked when they saw Jiang Xiaoye's appearance. How to explain?

The villagers who gathered here also whispered, Jiang Xiaoye can be said to be the idol of all of them, if it wasn't for Jiang Xiaoye, how could they live so comfortably now?

After Jiang Xiaoye arrived, he heard everyone's whispers for the first time, and what made him breathe a sigh of relief was that the people here did not have a collective riot as he imagined, and they regretted it anyway.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm Ma Donglai, the magistrate of Kuashan County. Welcome!"

Ma Donglai hurried up to meet him.

Jiang Xiaoye stretched out his hand to shake hands and said, "Ma County Magistrate, how is the situation?"

"It's under control, that is, the people you sent are all at the hospital now..."

Ma Donglai said ashamed: "Please rest assured, President Jiang, we will give you a satisfactory explanation!"

"Let's not explain it first, why are you reluctant to plant grass? Tell me." Jiang Xiaoye looked at the situation of the people here, and it seemed that it was not as he imagined. It didn't look like a lazy villager.

Jiang Wu brought the pilot over to stop the others who were approaching, and the local police immediately protected them. They were even more nervous now. If Jiang Xiaoye was injured a little here, the whole world would know it.

Ma Donglai hesitated and said: "Mr. Jiang, we actually want to develop here, but there are many places you don't know, such as Shanshi Village, where people have always made money by weaving craftsmanship and going into the mountains to collect herbs. The land on the side is all rocks, and the trees in this area are all pine, and the grass can be planted directly in other areas, even the seaside, but we have to clear the pasture here, and it is difficult to clear the pasture.”

No land!

Jiang Xiaoye's mental power swept through, and when he found that it was indeed the case, he exhaled in his heart, "Let me have a word with the folks."

It doesn't seem to be a riot for no reason. He has never thought of such a situation. There is a more crucial point. He has not announced in detail the strong vitality and strong survivability of the second-generation emperor bamboo grass. He did not think of it. Because of this, the work difficulty of the people below has increased.

"Mr. Jiang, wait a moment."

Ma Donglai nodded quickly and said loudly: "Everyone leaned over, President Jiang has something to say, maintain the order, and the cadres in each village are maintained. If anyone makes trouble again, I will go back to you to settle the account!"

At the same time, the reporters from the outside quickly raised their hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, can we go there? We are local reporters in the Beishan area!"

local reporter.

Jiang Xiaoye nodded and waved his hand. Soon, several reporters ran over excitedly. However, he consciously stayed away from Jiang Xiaoye, and at the same time quickly called to report the situation.

The director of the Beishan TV station almost fainted with excitement when he got the news.

If you don’t get it right, this is a huge news. I immediately solemnly stated that I must not make mistakes, and at the same time, I rushed over immediately. After all, if I took the opportunity to publicize a wave of Beishan area and let the people of the whole country have a deep understanding of Beishan, it is very important for development. .

Ma Dong saw that Jiang Xiaoye was not angry, he also let out a breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

At the same time, the secretary came over and reported in a low voice the meaning conveyed by the leader above. Ma Donglai suddenly became nervous again.

They all understand that if they are handled well, it may be a blessing in disguise, and they will carry out a publicity about the Beishan area to the whole country, so that everyone can deeply understand everything in the Beishan area.

There are many local specialties in Beishan area that are good, but because of the special local taste, they have not been sold well. In addition to the special area, it is really difficult to develop.

Five minutes later, everyone came, and others came one after another, surrounding thousands of people.

"My name is Jiang Xiaoye, and I believe everyone knows me. I'm here today for no other purpose, just to tell you a little about the Emperor Bamboo Grass. At the same time, we don't blame the people sent by my company to get hurt. I need your compensation, and I hope this kind of thing won’t happen again in the future.”

Jiang Xiaoye has decided that rewarding these injured people is a form of compensation.

The most urgent task now is to bring this area to recognize the second generation of imperial bamboo grass, and at the same time let the Beishan area develop.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, thank you! But Mr. Jiang, can I say a few words?"

The village head of Shanshi Village quickly raised his hand to signal.

A group of leaders looking at him are going to kill people, what do you say?

At this time, they panicked one by one, for fear of angering Jiang Xiaoye, and then they would not even have a chance to develop.

"Please speak!" Jiang Xiaoye nodded.

"Mr. Jiang, we are willing to take responsibility for what we have done wrong, we are sorry for you, you are really kind to us ordinary people, donate money and materials to build schools for us, and build roads for us, now Thinking about making us rich and planting grass for us, we remember your goodness

Well, I..."

"Mandarin!" Ma Donglai couldn't take it anymore, what should we do if Jiang Xiaoye can't understand?

"It's okay, I'm also from the mountains, I can understand it, and continue talking." Jiang Xiaoye didn't care about this, but the accent was a bit similar to the old village chief, and he quite liked it.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, you are a good person, and we want to develop, but our place is full of rocks, look at us, it's bare, except for these pine trees, there is nothing else, I want some For the fertile mud, we have to push our carts to the mountains to dig. Every family has to work hard to get a vegetable field. Whatever you plant, don’t live. If we want to let our families grow pastures all over the mountains and plains, we I would like to, but the planting is not viable, it is difficult to irrigate and we can carry water, but on foot in this place, if it doesn’t rain, there will be landslides and mudslides, we… we also want to be rich!”

The village chief of Shanshi Village was very excited. He really wanted to become rich, but the situation here made him very helpless, too difficult, too difficult!

Otherwise, how could they make trouble?