After sending away the ambitious Jiang Fanghao, Chu Heng sat in the room with nothing to do. He took the pen and paper on the table and figured out what he had to do when he came to Penglai.
The first thing to bear the brunt is the planting of grape vines.
Originally, according to the original momentum, it was a sure thing to be completed by March, but now it seems that there has to be a question mark.
Who knows what those grandsons will do...
Then there is the factory building. This should not be a big problem. The prince who has the money to liberate this rebellious man has it in his hands. The construction workers are unlikely to dare to do anything wrong.
The only uncertainty is still on Peng Lai's side. I hope they won't get too hung up on the material supply.
Then there is the establishment of the leadership team of the winery. There is already a framework and some main positions have been decided. He does not need to worry about the remaining sesame and mung beans. He can just leave it to Lu Yansong. He can take this opportunity to gather them. People's hearts, secure this top spot.
As for Jiang Fanghao, we have to wait and see.
This guy is capable and ambitious, but he seems to be a bit sinister at the moment, but he just doesn’t know how deep his heart is. If he is really dirty enough, for the sake of his brother Jiang Zhuolin, Chu Heng wouldn’t mind giving him a chance!
"Snapped!"
After calculating for a while, Chu Heng paused with his pen tip and stabbed the first line heavily. He narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself: "It is better to find a way to get rid of these ancestors. Otherwise, even if we can survive now, we will go to the future." It will also be troublesome in the end..."
"bump!"
At this time, a young man from the propaganda team pushed in the door and said in an almost commanding tone: "Comrade Chu Heng, we are going to hold a mobilization meeting before starting work. Please come out and participate."
"good!"
Chu Heng smiled slightly and looked very kind. He without leaving a trace, he balled up the piece of paper on the table that he had written on and stuffed it into his pocket, and quickly walked out of the room with the young man.
When the two came out, the mobilization meeting had already begun. Ma Huazhai was standing on the big raised stone in the open space in front of the house, holding a brightly colored notebook in his hands, speaking something passionately, His voice is ups and downs, full of emotion, and he is a good reader.
The members who came to help with the work, the winery employees, and the construction crew stood opposite her in a fan shape, all with solemn and serious expressions.
After a while, Mahua Braid finished reading, then waved his hand and shouted with great energy: "Okay, comrades, we can start work!"
"boom!"
The crowd dispersed instantly and rushed to their respective posts.
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng touched his nose and felt like he was being usurped. After glancing at those people with a frown, he followed the crowd and carried the shovel to the mountains in the distance.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
The publicity team was not idle after the meeting. They turned around and picked up their instruments and trotted to keep up.
More than ten minutes later, the large group of people came to a mountainous area, threw off their arms and started doing it.
Those who weed weeds, those who dig holes dig holes, and those who carry water, all perform their duties.
Chu Heng was still doing the same work as yesterday, continuing to dig pits to plant grape vines. This work was relatively the easiest among all types of work...
After being busy for a while, the propaganda team members also came over. They immediately found an open space, played drums, sang loudly, and began to cheer up the comrades.
"Ta~tatata~ta~"
"The navigation of the sea depends on the helmsman, the growth of all things depends on the sun, and the rain and dew nourish and strengthen the seedlings..."
The thick atmosphere of the times immediately hit my face.
Chu Heng, who had just dug a hole, took the opportunity to take a breath and turned to look at the group that was singing and playing music. Everyone was very serious and their faces were full of passion.
Maybe they really think this will encourage the big guys.
"Comrade Chu Heng!"
At this time, the braided man came out of nowhere, his bright eyes stared greedily at the handsome face of the man in front of him, and asked: "Are you tired?"
"not me……"
Just when Chu Heng was about to explain, the girl took out two Allegro sheets from her pocket, played them, and sang with joy: "If you feel tired at work, think about our seniors. If you feel bitter at work, think about those 20,000 yuan." five……"
What a retard!
You're not from Third Brother's family, how come you can talk and sing?
Will you dance for me later?
Chu Heng looked at her with black lines on his head, but he had no choice but to bear the noise in his ears, picked up the shovel and dug the hole hard.
…
At noon, the sun shines brightly.
The members of Daxindian and the employees of the winery are still working hard. Looking from a distance, they look like little ants working hard to build their own homes.
"We workers have power, hey, we workers have power..."
The atmosphere group is still singing. From morning to now, there has been basically no breather. At most, if you can't sing anymore, you have to change to the next one. The song can't stop anyway.
"Dang, clang, clang..."
The braided braid who had just gone down to drink some water to moisten his throat ran to Chu Heng again and hit the Allegro. He sang in his already hoarse voice: "You dance with the shovel, I swing the shovel, and the cart is pushed back and forth..."
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng looked at the little girl with peeling lips and a tired look on her face, and began to feel a little distressed. He smiled bitterly and said, "Comrade Fenghua, why don't you let the people in the propaganda team take a break."
But the braided man shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, we are not tired. Compared with you, what we have done is nothing."
As she said that, she continued to play Allegro.
Chu Heng glanced at her with a complicated mood, then turned his head to dig a hole.
He didn't know what to say to this silly girl.
"Clang clang clang!"
After a while, the gong for dinner finally rang.
"It's time to eat!"
People who had been working all morning suddenly lost their nerves, quickly packed up their tools, and walked back talking and laughing.
"Can't stop!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a young man from the propaganda team suddenly stood up and blocked people's way. With a look of concern for the country and the people, he shouted: "The winery has such a heavy responsibility and the task is so urgent, how can you afford it?" How about dinner? I suggest that we give full play to the hard-working spirit of the older generation, skip lunch, use this time to do more work, and save the stomach to eat together in the evening, can you all agree? "
"good!"
"I've had this idea for a long time!"
"Let's go on, let's get on with it!"
…
He was really a little stupid and lacked response, so he carried the tool vigorously and walked back.
However, most people hesitated and stood still.
They are hungry!
"Why!"
Chu Heng felt a headache. He glanced at the braid of the young man who looked at him with admiration, thought for a moment and said, "Comrade Fenghua."
"Huh? What's wrong? Comrade Chu Heng." Mahua braid looked over in confusion.
"The original intention of this comrade's proposal is good, but we have to consider the actual situation." He pointed at the young man and said softly: "You guys have been doing physical work all morning, and your chest is already hungry. Sticking it on the back and asking them to go back to work in this situation will not be very efficient."
"So I think it's better to go eat first. How can I have the energy to work if I'm not full?"
"This is called sharpening the knife before chopping wood."
