The group entered the mourning hall and, under the leadership of Mr. Yang, offered incense to Mrs. Zheng.
Everyone was stunned, even those who were playing cards, had stopped long ago and watched their operation.
Zheng Bajin was a little touched. He had only met Mr. Yang a few times, but he actually brought people to express his condolences to his grandma. How much honor was that?
Looking at the stunned Zheng Bajin, Secretary Zhao just smiled and did not speak in a hurry.
It was Zhang Xiaoyang who reacted and hurriedly brought stools to everyone and asked them to sit down.
Only then did Zheng Bajin come to his senses and hurriedly asked Qingqing to make a few cups of tea.
Yang Lao glanced at Qingqing and said, "Is this your wife? She's really good!"
Qingqing lowered her head in embarrassment, and Secretary Zhao also looked at her a few times, with complicated eyes.
"Yes, exactly. This is Mr. Yang. He has given me great support in opening the store. Thank you all very much." Zheng Bajin introduced Mr. Yang to his family.
"Hello, Mr. Yang, hello leaders!" After Qingqing finished speaking, she hurriedly ran away to make tea.
People laughed and said that rural people are thin-skinned, and they really deserve their reputation.
"By the way, when I came here, I saw that there were telephone poles all the way. How come there is no electricity yet and there are still oil lamps lit?" Mr. Yang glanced at Zheng Bajin strangely.
Zheng Bajin did not answer in a hurry, but looked at the movements of the people around Mr. Yang.
Behind Mr. Yang, a middle-aged man with a big belly suddenly said: "I guess it will be cleared soon."
"When will it be soon?" Mr. Yang glanced at the pot-bellied man, "Mr. Liu, tell me, such a village is not far from Xiayu Township, why is there no electricity at this time? This can't be done. How else can we develop?”
"Yes, yes, I will implement it immediately." Mr. Liu nodded to Mr. Yang and walked out of the door with a big belly.
His driver was busy following him, trying to open the door for him.
He pushed the other person away and said, "Let's go quickly." He quickly climbed into the passenger compartment.
The driver was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, got in the car and started running away.
Zheng Bajin was stunned. What was going on? It was as if he had seen something terrifying. Was he going to do something or run for his life?
"Let's go, show me your old ham." Yang Lao didn't wait for Zheng Bajin to come to his senses and directly made a request.
Zheng Bajin hurriedly picked up the lantern and led a group of people to look at the put away old ham.
The ham here is already less than a thousand pounds, and it is estimated that it will not be able to last until autumn.
Zheng Bajin hurriedly introduced: "It's like this. The sales volume of this ham is beyond my expectation. Of course, this is also the result of Mr. Yang's strong support. Now there is only this little left."
"No one wants to cooperate with you, for example, sell you the harvested ham?" Yang Lao asked a little strangely.
"Yes, yes, but I have thought about it. The quality of the ham they collect may not be very hard, and the curing process is not as good as the one I cured myself. So, I dare not, for fear of putting this The brand has been ruined. The most important thing is that we have to make safe food!" Zheng Bajin answered hurriedly.
Mr. Yang attaches such great importance to him, even though Zheng Bajin has lived in two generations and has met many famous people in the world. At this moment, his words are a little incoherent.
Yang Lao didn't care, but smiled lightly and said: "What a safe food! You are right, if you want to do it, make it the best, not shoddy, and let the people rest assured. By the way, acquisition is definitely not possible now. , the weather will get hot soon, and there is no electricity, no cold storage or anything like that.”
Afterwards, Yang Lao seemed to be talking to himself.
"Yes, Mr. Yang is right. I originally planned to build a cold storage or something if the electricity was turned on as soon as possible. Alas, it's a pity..." Zheng Bajin seized the opportunity and hurriedly added.
"You don't have any money, right?" Mr. Yang seemed to have figured out what he was thinking.
"Yes, the person who knows me is none other than Mr. Yang. Our village is too poor and it is impossible to raise some funds, and the credit union has no money and cannot make loans." Zheng Bajin began to complain about poverty, but It seems to be true.
In a village that doesn't even have electricity, a small boss like him is a miracle in the valley.
"Well, this lack of money is not your village's problem, but it will get better soon." Mr. Yang did not follow Zheng Bajin's rhythm.
Zheng Bajin was stunned when he heard this. Of course he knew that the golden decade of development was a great time for small bosses like him to suddenly emerge. Do you still need to talk about it?
"Everyone, think of a way to help make this village rich first." Mr. Yang suddenly turned around and looked at the few people behind him.
"Okay, okay, we will definitely find a way. Under the wise leadership of Mr. Yang, there is nothing we can't do." Several important figures replied in unison.
"Don't say flattery, what I want is practical action." Yang Lao said, "When we go back, let's use our strengths and discuss a feasible plan. Within a year, I want this village to become the city's Model village.”
Everyone was simply shocked. It was simply unrealistic to turn this place into a gold mine in just one year! Isn't Mr. Yang kidding?
Zheng Bajin doesn't think so. If there is strong support from above, it can be done.
Now, the people in the village have begun to change and are no longer content with the status quo.
He didn't know that on the day he went to Qiucheng Hotel to find Zheng Xiaofei, a big shot was received there. A meeting was held that day and a three-year income increase plan was proposed, saying that within three years, within Qiucheng's jurisdiction, Create a village and let the people of the province know about it.
After hearing this, Mr. Yang was both excited and stressed.
Although he agreed, after much deliberation, he always felt that there must be someone who could take the lead in getting rich. Soon, he thought of Zheng Bajin.
He immediately asked Secretary Zhao to notify Zheng Bajin and wanted to hear his plan. As a result, Secretary Zhao told him that she had seen Zheng Bajin a few hours ago and that someone had died in his family. There is a funeral in the village.
After hearing this, Mr. Yang asked her to inform the important people she had brought so that everyone could use their imaginations to figure out how to build such a village that would benefit the country and the people.
Who dared not listen to Mr. Youyang's words? They met and held a meeting for several hours that day.
However, I still feel that it is really difficult to build such a village in a short period of time.
Yang Lao's gaze was naturally at a higher level than these people, and he was also a person who dared to bite hard bones. When he sent away the important people the next day, he called these people together for a meeting again.
Finally, he decided to take a look at the village first. As a result, he found that there was no electricity here.
However, he is confident.
At this time, Qingqing had already soaked several glasses of water and placed them on a table that Zhang Xiaoyang had cleaned up.
Zheng Bajin said hurriedly: "Mr. Yang, go over and drink some water first, and then we'll talk later?"
He used a question rather than an affirmative tone, as if he was asking for advice.
Yang Lao nodded and said, "Okay!"
