The Pentium Era - South to North

At around eight o'clock, Lao Jiao, Ma Damu and Li Shengfeng also arrived. Everyone held a brief meeting and then prepared to split into three groups.

Zhang Xiangbei and Pang Shuangxi stayed in the village committee, and Pang Shuangxi called the villagers who were out of town to confirm the matter with them one by one. Those who agreed to join the shares would make an agreement with them on the spot and tell them that they would come back as soon as possible. If you want to hurry up and come back, if you can't make it in time, they will ask for your address, send the confirmation form, ask them to sign it and send it back immediately, and record the video.

Xiang Yiyun and Lao Jiao went to the houses that they had listed and thought were a little difficult to persuade them one by one.

Li Shengfeng and Ma Damu were in a group. They took the confirmation letter and went to the interested parties who had negotiated yesterday to confirm their signatures one by one.

They plan to carry out the entire communication and confirmation work for a week. After one week, they will have to get everyone in the village to agree to become shareholders, and then they can officially start the establishment of the company.

During the meeting, Lao Jiao saw out the window that Erpi had gotten a plastic water pipe from somewhere, put one end on the tap, and held the other end in his hand. He flattened the opening of the pipe with his fingers and stood there. At the door of the men's restroom, water jets were sprayed inside, and it was a great pleasure.

Lao Jiao smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, this Erpi may be transformed by you this time. If he learns well, ho ho, his mother will wake up laughing even in the ground. Alas, he is also a pitiful person."

"What's so pitiful is that there are only a few of the thousands of people in his situation who have degenerated into gangsters. Whether this person is good or bad, the key is to look at himself." Pang Shuangxi said.

Lao Jiao smiled "ho ho" and did not refute. Ma Damu said at the side: "If he learns well, the village will be much peaceful."

Lao Jiao and Xiang Yiyun went out and walked to the door. Lao Jiao turned around and said to Zhang Xiangbei and Pang Shuangxi: "Let's go to my house for dinner at noon. Everyone will go."

Zhang Xiangbei said: "It's too troublesome."

"What's the trouble? Let's make some dishes. It'll be quick." Lao Jiao said.

"Go ahead, that's what Lao Jiao does. If you don't eat his food, it's settled." Pang Shuangxi accepted the offer and immediately agreed.

Lao Jiao said: "Then I will call you when the time comes."

Lao Jiao went outside. Li Shengfeng and Ma Damu had already left. Xiang Yiyun stood in the corridor waiting for Lao Jiao. Lao Jiao said to her:

"Mr. Xiang, wait for me a little longer."

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Lao Jiao deliberately walked to the toilet and looked inside the men's room. The old shit in the squat pits had been cleaned up. Erpi took the water pipe and flushed the water from one squat pit to another. He had already used The sticks pierced through the blocked squatting pits one by one. Lao Jiao and Er Pi said:

"So far, Erpi, you've done a good job. Keep up the good work."

"I understand, uncle." Erpi wiped the sweat from his head and said to Lao Jiao.

Lao Jiao came back and said to Yiyun: "Director Jiao, Mr. Zhang also told me yesterday that in the whole village, you seem to be the best to Erpi."

Lao Jiao sighed and said: "My family and I are neighbors. When his mother was dying, she knew that her man was unreliable, so she asked me and my family to take care of Erpi in the future. In fact, Erpi was not It’s bad, it’s just that he has no one to discipline him since he was a child, his mother died early, and his father did nothing but drink and beat him like crazy, which is pitiful.”

Zhang Xiangbei and Pang Shuangxi also divided their work. The two sat face to face around Pang Shuangxi's desk. Pang Shuangxi used his own mobile phone and the phone on his desk at the same time, making calls outside.

Zhang Xiangbei didn't know any of the villagers outside, and Pang Shuangxi didn't know them all, but as soon as he said "I am Pang Shuangxi", the other party would know that he was the secretary of his village and his attitude would become serious.

Pang Shuangxi said a few words to the other party, and then said: "I'll give the phone number to Mr. Zhang of Zhaixianshui. Let him tell you about the specific situation."

The microphone or mobile phone was in Zhang Xiangbei's hand. Zhang Xiangbei explained to the other party. Pang Shuangxi on the opposite side had already dialed another number and was chatting with the other party.

After Zhang Xiangbei finished speaking, the two exchanged phone calls. Zhang Xiangbei continued to talk to the other person and repeated what he had just said to the other person.

Pang Shuangxi started to finish the work. All he said was "Do you understand what Mr. Zhang told you?", "You have to give me a guarantee", "The express delivery cannot be delayed for a day, and it will be sent out immediately. Do you understand?" Or "It's settled, don't go back on it, I'll deal with you if you go back on it."

When Pang Shuangxi hung up the phone, the family was finalized.

Zhang Xiangbei's seat could see the main entrance. He saw Ma Touqin leading a middle-aged man in from the outside. That man should be her father Ma Guitian.

After a while, Ma Touqin and her father appeared in the office. Pang Shuangxi and Zhang Xiangbei both put down their phones. Ma Touqin and Zhang Xiangbei said:

"I'm here to register, and my dad is here to sign the confirmation. We have brought the originals and copies of our ID cards, household registers, and rural land contract management rights certificates. I think you may need copies, right? ?”

"Great." Pang Shuangxi became excited upon hearing this and shouted: "Ma Guitian, what you signed is the first confirmation letter in the village. Come on, you don't need a copy. In the countryside, it is very troublesome to get a copy. Just show us the original document, make sure it is consistent with the content we published, and sign and fingerprint it on the back."

After signing and fingerprinting, Ma Guitian left first. Zhang Xiangbei was going to discuss the bulletin board with Ma Touqin. Pang Shuangxi said to him:

"Go ahead, go ahead. I've sat and listened to your rhetoric so many times, and I know how to do it. I can just make the calls by myself. You go and do your work."

Zhang Xiangbei led Ma Touqin to the court outside. They wanted to see where to place the publicity board.

Ma Touqin and Zhang Xiangbei said: "There is not a blackboard newspaper on the side of this teaching building. When I was studying here, a blackboard newspaper was published every week. I can put the bulletin board on the blackboard newspaper. .”

Zhang Xiangbei had naturally seen the blackboard before. He said no, "That place is too remote. No one would notice it unless I went there intentionally to look at it. Our bulletin board must be placed in the most eye-catching place so that we can Serve as propaganda.”

Zhang Xiangbei thought for a moment and said to Ma Touqin:

"You and I will go to the county town in the afternoon. We will find someone who makes aluminum alloy doors and windows, and ask them to help make two aluminum alloy display windows, the kind with glass. This way, you won't have to worry about rainy days."

"Do you want two more?" Ma Touqin asked.

"Yes, one is standing at the gate of the village committee, and the other is standing at the bridge at the entrance of the village, so that everyone who comes and goes can see it." Zhang Xiangbei said, and Ma Touqin nodded.

Zhang Xiangbei went back to his room to find a tape measure. When he found the tape measure and came out, he saw Ma Touqin walking to the toilet and scolding Erpi:

"You gangster, your butt is falling out, why are you still wearing shorts like this?"

Erpi rolled his eyes at her and scolded her, "Do you like my ass? If you like me to kiss you, come on."

As Erpi said, he deliberately raised his buttocks and twisted it from side to side, making the hole wider.

"Disgusting!" Ma Touqin cursed and her face turned red. However, she did not flinch. Instead, she actually walked over and clicked the mechanical pencil in her hand. When she was almost there, she continued to curse:

"You have such a bad mouth, let's see if I don't poke your butt!"

Erpi saw the mechanical pencil in her hand and knew that this girl was really good at it. Erpi let out a strange "wow" sound, threw away the pencil in her hand, and ran away.

Ma Touqin stood there laughing. Zhang Xiangbei couldn't help laughing when he saw it. It seemed that Erpi's opponent was not just Pang Shuangxi.

The two people took a tape measure and went to the gate of the village committee. Zhang Xiangbei pulled the tape measure and told Ma Touqin how high and wide the window should be. Ma Touqin took a pen and wrote it down on the paper.

They then walked to the bridge leading into the village. When they reached the end of the bridge close to the village, Zhang Xiangbei took the tape measure and restored the dimensions Ma Touqin had memorized here to determine the location of the window. Ma Touqin picked two stones. , placed at one end and one at the end, so that when the window is pulled over for construction, there will be no mistake.

On the way back, Zhang Xiangbei told Ma Touqin, remember to remind me in the afternoon to bring the confirmation signed by your father in the morning.

"What for?" Ma Touqin asked.

"Copy it and then display it in the window." Zhang Xiangbei said, "Secretary Pang is right. This is the first confirmation signed by the whole village. It is very commemorative and has publicity value."

Ma Touqin blushed and nodded quickly.

"By the way, the entire display window should have fewer articles, be concise, and use as many pictures as possible to explain it, so that the villagers can understand it." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Tsk, look down on people!" Ma Touqin said.

"Why do I look down on others?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

Ma Touqin turned to look at him and asked: "Do you think that our rural areas are just poor, ignorant, and full of illiterates, right?"

Zhang Xiangbei was speechless for a moment.

"You are overthinking. Let me tell you, the people who make the decisions in rural households now are all people of my father's age. They have also graduated from high school. When they have nothing to do, they still use their mobile phones to surf the Internet." Ma. Touqin said, "Compared with you city dwellers, we just lack resources and opportunities. It's not that we are stupider than you!"

Ma Touqin's sudden grab made Zhang Xiangbei feel a little uncomfortable. He quickly apologized and said I was sorry, I didn't mean it that way.

"Then what do you mean?" Ma Touqin looked at him, somewhat aggressively.

"What I mean is that since we are going to do publicity, it must be vivid and interesting with pictures and texts. Not only in rural areas, but also in cities. Even online, cartoon-style publicity reaches more people than text-based publicity. Look, are you right?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"Yes." Ma Touqin exhaled and said, "That's pretty much it."

The two people walked into the gate of the village committee. Erpi was still there flushing the toilet. He obviously saw them coming in, but pretended not to see them. Ma Touqin shouted at him:

"Erpi, don't just flush the men's restroom, flush the women's restroom too. I might have to use it later."

Erpi ignored her, and Ma Touqin walked towards him and asked, "Did you hear me talking to you?"

Erpi turned around, holding a leather pipe in his hand, and water was dripping toward the ground. He and Ma Touqin said, "Don't come over, don't come over. Come here and I'll flush you with water."

"It stinks so much. If anyone wants to go there, I'll ask you to flush down the women's toilet. Do you hear me?" Ma Touqin asked.

"I heard it, I heard it, long-winded."

"You said you heard me earlier, so I won't go on. You are a gangster, not a mute. Why don't you answer when I talk to you?"

"Dick hair!"

"Criticize yourself, you have this thing, but I don't!" Ma Touqin said.

Zhang Xiangbei stood there and couldn't help laughing.

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