The Era of Hard Work

The main entrance of Qianfo Mountain was diagonally opposite, and Ma Yuanchao got out of the car in Yu Zhanlong's small villa area, and walked quickly into the gate.

Director Ma came out of the room and asked, "Where are Mingming and sister-in-law?"

Ma Yuanchao went in, took off his coat, and hung it on the hanger casually: "Your sister-in-law has gone back to work in Daocheng, obviously... don't mention him, I will get angry if I mention him, and I went to another place to go to archaeology with his mentor."

Yu Zhanlong came down from upstairs, and said: "Don't be angry, can it be useful to be angry? You are good at archaeology, and you are also a great scholar."

Ma Yuanchao sat on the sofa: "It's great to be a soldier! You can learn other things if you don't want to be a soldier. What about archaeology?" He would only say this in front of his family: "Although the excavations are all rescue now, in the final analysis they are digging people's ancestral graves. "

"You have the old ideas of what age." Yu Zhanlong looked for a teapot to make tea: "If you don't rescue or excavate, don't you think it's cheaper for those tomb robbers?"

Like all fathers, Ma Yuanchao was always dissatisfied with his son in every possible way, and when he talked about it, he got angry and changed the subject: "Old Wei didn't come?"

Director Ma came out of the kitchen with a thermos bottle in hand: "I'm sending condolences to the troops. He's the busiest at this time."

Ma Yuanchao nodded: "Counting Lu Dong, it's just the four of us? What's for lunch?"

"Eat hot pot." Director Ma answered first, and made tea for Yu Zhanlong in a thermos bottle, and then said, "I asked Lu Dong to bring my girlfriend over. Is that girl called Song Na?"

Yu Zhanlong said: "My sister-in-law has seen it all, and you still want to check on Lu Dong?"

Director Ma sighed: "I was in the art troupe back then, and I didn't go to the front line, but we also came out of Quannan, taking care of each other and supporting each other. We didn't build an army and finally worked hard. Only God knows whether you can come back. Dongzi is the only one who built an army... "

There was an instant silence in the living room.

"I asked someone to ask." What Ma Yuanchao did was far more than what he showed: "The little girl has a good temper, and her family is in a normal situation. She was admitted to university and even relied on her own part-time job for tuition. She and Lu Dong’s high school classmate, it’s good to be friends in high school, Lu Dong just started to set up a street stall, and she also set up a street stall, no matter how many difficulties Lu Dong has experienced, she has experienced no less than Lu Dong.”

Yu Zhanlong agreed: "When Lu Dong's store opened, I had contact with her, the little girl is not a vase."

Director Ma said: "As long as the person is nice, everything else is secondary."

Just as they were talking, there was a car noise outside. Before they could get dressed and go out, they saw a man and a woman entering the door with their things through the window.

Director Ma came to the door: "Lu Dong, Song Na, it's cold, come in."

His eyes fell on Song Na, somewhat scrutinizing.

This little girl is tall and slender, wearing jeans, sneakers, and a short down jacket, she looks very plain, although she is a little dark, but she can't stop her beauty, she looks good in everything she wears.

Lu Dong came to the door and introduced, "This is my aunt."

Song Na hurriedly called for someone, Director Ma took her hand and spoke with a smile.

Later, Lu Dong introduced Uncle Yu and Uncle Ma.

"Xiao Song, you're welcome." Yu Zhanlong said, "It's like coming home here."

Song Na responded generously with a smile.

Ma Yuanchao also asked a few words, then nodded secretly, this little girl is really good.

The five people sat in the living room, and Director Ma was the one talking most of the time, asking Song Na and Lu Dong some parents' questions.

While talking, the five people gradually divided into two small groups. Director Ma pulled Song Na to talk, and Yu Zhanlong and Ma Yuanchao asked Lu Dong some business matters.

"Now the economy is in command, and the country is vigorously developing the economy." Ma Yuanchao said to Lu Dong, drinking tea, with a hint of reminder: "The private economy has ushered in an unprecedented good time. If you seize the good opportunity, you can make a career. .”

Lu Dong replied: "The policy is indeed good. Without the support of the policy, my small company would not be in the current situation."

Yu Zhanlong asked: "I remember you said the plan and goal last year, have you achieved it?"

"It has been achieved." Lu Dong picked up the teapot and poured water for the two elders: "Last year's final plan was to enter the Quannan market and strive to open up the situation in Quannan. Uncle Yu gave me a hard push. Much more than that."

Ma Yuanchao is not as upright as the old Wei, but he is also worried that young people's achievements will easily drift away. He said seriously: "Don't be complacent. Since you choose to be a chain, try to make it bigger. The permanent population of Taidong province is nearly 100 million. How big is the market?"

He stands tall and sees far: "Most private enterprises in Taidong have just entered the fast lane of development. If they can't develop now, it will be difficult to have such a good opportunity in the future!"

Yu Zhanlong asked, "What is the goal for this year?"

Lu Dong thought for a while, and then said simply: "In Quannan, we mainly cooperate with Ginza, Guangmei and RT-Mart, strive for each of the subordinate catering brands, and open six to eight stores in Quannan. Then go out of Quannan and open up the surrounding cities. market."

Yu Zhanlong also does catering, but he does high-end catering. He nodded slowly: "Remember that the expansion speed must match your capital chain. If the expansion speed is too fast, the capital chain will be broken. There are too many chain companies like this."

Lu Dong said: "I'm looking at the funds for food, and strive to make a living every step of the way."

It is impossible to completely eliminate risks. The market changes rapidly, and when business opportunities arise, they are bound to be accompanied by risks.

But one can minimize the risk as much as possible.

After talking about business matters, Lu Dong turned to the main topic: "Uncle Yu, Uncle Ma, I actually have something to do when I come here this time, and I want you to help me out with ideas."

Ma Yuanchao glanced at Lu Dong and said, "Let's talk."

Lu Dong directly said: "It's the end of the year, and there are so many activities in various units, there are always people who like to find sponsors."

Ma Yuanchao had seen the situation at the grassroots level, so he knew it better, and knew that what Lu Dong said was very common.

"There is Songjia Village in the south of our village. It specializes in selling iron and selling iron. It also has a small processing factory. It is a well-known wealthy village." Lu Dong told the truth: "Later, those who went to solicit sponsorship, those who played autumn wind, and those who went to investigate There are a lot of hospitality expenses in name, but the processing factory went bankrupt, and the business of Songjia Village is not as good as every year..."

Yu Zhanlong nodded slightly: "I've seen some."

Such examples are not uncommon in Taidong.

Ma Yuanchao smiled, and deliberately asked, "Lu Dong, are you here for help?"

Lu Dong is a junior, so there is nothing difficult to say: "Yes, I thought about it and found that there is no good way at all, just any department..." The second half of the words came to his lips and swallowed: "Every department has I can't afford to provoke you, and people don't have to remember it, just add a block to you, and when you get to the factory, you won't be able to cry."

In the county town, it seems that it is not particularly difficult for a powerful section chief to bring down a private factory.

Ma Yuanchao looked at Lu Dong: "I figured it out, the two of you girls are looking for help for village affairs."

"Personal things can survive." Lu Dong said the truth: "It's not the fathers and folks of Lu's Village, our mother and I don't know what to do."

Yu Zhanlong said: "Don't stand alone for everything, isn't there no one? You are young, and it is not shameful for the elders to help you get on the horse and see you off."

Lu Dong smiled and said, "I can't stand this anymore, so of course I need to find you uncles. Uncle Yu, Uncle Ma, you all do big things, so I can't bother you with little things."

He deliberately said: "Isn't it an act in the movie? The big shots always appear at critical moments!"

Ma Yuanchao nodded slightly: "It's not a bad thing to have your own opinions."

Yu Zhanlong asked, "What do you think?"

Lu Dong glanced at Uncle Ma, he hesitated to speak.

"Okay." Ma Yuanchao asked directly: "Speak up if you have something to say, you and I are not tigers, and if we say something wrong, we won't eat you."

Lu Dong smiled: "Uncle Ma, the village enjoys so many preferential policies. It is not too much to say that the city has supported it. The Lu Family Food Company has been established for one year. Does the higher-ups need to accept the results? Our Lu Family Village also has to ask The leaders will make a report..."

Ma Yuanchao couldn't help laughing: "Where did you learn these high-sounding words?"

It was close to half past eleven, and Director Ma came over to greet him to go to the restaurant for dinner.

When he was washing his hands, Lu Dong asked Song Na, "What did you talk about with your aunt?"

Song Na smiled: "My aunt said, if you bully me, call her."

The lunch atmosphere was harmonious, and Song Na had a cheerful personality, and after a meal, she became familiar with Yu Zhanlong and Ma Yuanchao.

When Lu Dong and Song Na left, Director Ma held Song Na's hand and asked her to come over if she had time.

After sending the two away, Yu Zhanlong asked: "Old Ma, you have been pushing this matter, what do you think?"

Ma Yuanchao waved his hand: "Stop talking, I'll go back to work, I have something to do in the afternoon."

…………

Not very far from Hualong Building, one of the power centers in Quannan.

A secretary in her late thirties, holding a document, walked quickly through the bright terrazzo corridor, came to an office, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in." Ma Yuanchao said angrily.

The secretary opened the door and entered the office. Behind the mahogany desk, Ma Yuanchao's back was still straight even though he was sitting.

"Leader." The secretary put the document on the desk: "This is the place to inspect next week. Do you think there is anything to add?"

Ma Yuanchao glanced roughly, thought for a while, and said, "Add Lujia Village to it."

There are several villages called Lujia Village in Quannan. The secretary was worried about making a mistake, so he asked one more question: "Where do you go to Lujia Village every year?"

"That's right, it's Qingzhao Ningxiu's Lujia Village."

When it comes to Lujia Village, Ma Yuanchao's serious expression is much softer: "I heard that they have developed well this year. They are typical of the rural areas in the new era. Let's go and have a look. Maybe they can pave a way for the development of Quannan's rural areas."

It seemed to be a cliché, but it fell into the secretary's ears, but it was unusual. He understood it: "I'll arrange it right away."

Ma Yuanchao nodded slightly: "Remember to notify in advance."

"Yes." The secretary hurried down to make preparations.

Needless to say, the leader will go on a trip to inspect, and he must be notified, so that the subordinates can do a good job in welcoming them.

This is the most basic, there is a tacit understanding between the top and bottom.

What the leader wants to see, you can still see it under the cover. If the leader doesn't want to see, don't make it out, cover it up in advance.

Ma Yuanchao took a piece of information next to it, which contained some latest statistics about Lujia Village.

Looking at the numbers above and thinking of the old man, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to what the old folks did, what they did was really insignificant.

Putting down the materials in his hand, Ma Yuanchao came to the window and looked towards the south, as if he wanted to see the distant border.