Chapter 227: Candidate for Village Chief
Unable to communicate, unable to communicate at all, Doctor Tang felt that even if he tried his best to be wise, he would not be able to cure this fool.
Such a person can enter and exit the Medicine King Valley and be a guide for the Gu family, are you kidding?
Hearing is false, what is in front of you is believing, no matter what others say, it can't change the fact that the person in front of you is a fool.
The old principal picked a peach, ate only the last bite left, and ran out to see that the exchange between Doctor Tang and Wang Ping'an had not yet begun.
"Lao Wang, didn't you say that his illness is a little better? Why didn't you respond normally after talking to him for a long time?" Doctor Tang wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked in confusion.
The old headmaster Wang Banli said with a smile: "You are a divine doctor, and you have also been an imperial doctor, take this opportunity to help him take a look." If he is cured, maybe he will remember your kindness, what you ask, what he says, and say everything you want to know. ”
"Traditional Chinese medicine is not good at treating this damaging brain disease, when I was a child, I had a fever and burned my brain, and Western medicine has no good way, except for prescribing a bunch of tranquilizers, there is no other way at all. Doctor Tang said.
"You can't cure it directly. The old principal directly exposed his old bottom.
"......" Doctor Tang was speechless, he was a miracle doctor, not an immortal.
The old principal suddenly said to Wang Ping'an: "Erbao, bring me a jar of aged sorghum wine, and I will accompany my old friend to get drunk tonight." ”
"Okay, I'll get it for you. After Wang Ping'an finished speaking, he turned around and entered the peach orchard.
"......" Doctor Tang was stunned again, and through this dialogue, it seemed that Wang Ping'an could communicate normally.
Not long after, Wang Ping'an came over with a jar of five-pound sorghum wine, which is the aged sorghum wine of Xiaoqiang's family, with a slight yellow color and an aged cellar fragrance.
The old principal took the ceramic jar and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go back first, and when we have time, we will come to see you." ”
"Well, the most important thing is to entertain friends, you definitely don't have time, don't come. Wang Ping'an said thoughtfully.
"......" The old principal and Doctor Tang stumbled and almost fell.
These two fools, how much do they not want to see themselves, and they actually tell themselves so directly not to come?
Wang Ping'an didn't care what Doctor Tang thought, but the old principal was very open-minded, and he would definitely understand who he was targeting, and he wouldn't mind.
So, after finishing speaking, Wang Ping'an turned around and returned to the Taoyuan Iron House to rest.
Wang Ping'an is actually a little troubled, these people, knowing where the Medicine King Valley is, just go and find it yourself. Why don't you hook up with yourself and let yourself lead the way?
When did his dignified reincarnated immortal become the leading party?
I'm sorry, I don't do it.
Early the next morning, Wang Deli, the village party secretary, mobilized all the adults in the village to go to the village committee for a meeting to study and discuss the candidate for the next village head.
Everyone knows that Wang Jingyi is already cold...... Well, it's not dead yet, it's just that the person is paralyzed, just out of the intensive care unit, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and I don't know how long it will take to be discharged.
Moreover, the town leaders have agreed to let the villagers of Wangjing Village elect a village chief on their own, and as long as they meet the requirements of the town, they will agree.
Hence today's village committee meeting.
"This is too rushed, isn't it? I haven't picked up the laundry detergent and cigarettes I wholesaled from a certain treasure, and I haven't delivered them to everyone yet, so why did I start choosing the village chief?" Wang Jingshi, the militia captain, muttered very angrily.
Huzi persuaded dejectedly: "Dad, let's forget it this time, anyway, we can't compete with Erbao and his father, and I can save some laundry detergent and cigarettes." ”
"No, if I coax it this time, I won't be able to raise my head in the village in the future, and we won't be able to get it back. Wang Jingshi said angrily.
"I can't get it back now......" Huzi said weakly.
On the other side, Wang Youjun helped his father Wang Deshun and walked into the village committee with difficulty, leaving the crutches, and it was too difficult to walk.
"I protested, the election of the new village chief was too hasty, Wang Jingyi had not been discharged from the hospital, everyone was in a hurry to leave him aside, wouldn't my conscience hurt?" Wang Deshun patted his chest and asked loudly.
"Hey, you profiteer who sells fake pesticides and fertilizers, you also have a conscience? The villagers laughed together, and for a moment the air was filled with joy.
Wang Deshun was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled, but when he was seriously injured, his strength was too small, and his voice was not loud, everyone laughed, and he couldn't hear what he said below.
At this time, Wang Deli, the village party secretary, cleared his throat and said through the amplified microphone: "Everyone be quiet, I called everyone over today to discuss the matter of the new village chief." I didn't arrange this, it was arranged by the town leaders, I just helped the leaders run errands. ”
Everyone stopped laughing and discussing, looked up, and found that a long table had been set up in the open space of the village committee compound, with Wang Deli sitting in the middle, Wang Degui sitting on the left, and the village accountant sitting on the right.
The three of them sat there, just occupying the entire long table, and there was no place for the village militia captain at all, as for the village family planning specialist, I heard that this position had been abolished, and the meeting had no sense of existence.
"Hey, this is not in accordance with the rules, isn't it? There is a meeting in the village, why is there no place for me?" Wang Jingshi, the captain of the village militia, shouted at the top of his voice.
"Hehe, there is not enough place at the table, if you want to sit ...... Forget it, don't sit down, it'll be over in a while anyway. Wang Deli said very politely.
"......" The people in the village laughed, feeling that Wang Deli was becoming more and more domineering.
And Wang Jingshi is a big boss, he doesn't have his brother to be the village chief to support him, and he has no confidence in the village, so he just stares at him casually, not knowing how to fight back.
Wang Deli, the village party secretary, continued: "Regarding the matter of the new village head, after the election of the majority of villagers and the nomination of the town leaders, there is only Wang Degui who is the most suitable candidate at present, and everyone is welcome to vote for him." ”
"That's not right, it's just one person, what else do you vote for?" Although some villagers have already gotten the news and want to elect Wang Degui, this procedure is not right.
"Oh, that's right, then add another election opponent?" Wang Deli, the village party secretary, is also very democratic and good.
"Yes, that's just like words, otherwise it's not in accordance with the rules. The villagers shouted.
Wang Jingshi, the captain of the militia, suddenly straightened his waist and shouted excitedly: "Thank you, thank you to my fathers and fellow villagers for speaking up for me, and after I am elected as the village head, I will definitely lead everyone to get rich together and become well-off as soon as possible." ”
As soon as he said this, he heard Wang Deli, the village party secretary, continue: "...... As we all know, Wang Ping'an has the ability, strength, and resources in the city, can help everyone sell fruits, and can also attract investment in traditional Chinese medicine bases, so I think Wang Ping'an can be a candidate for the second village head, what do you think?"
"Poof!" Wang Ping'an, who was squatting in the corner drinking water, heard the village party secretary say this, and squirted out on the spot.
In order to bring in the investment of the hundred herb industry for himself, he didn't even want to lose his face, the candidates were himself and his father, and whoever was elected would be considered the task of the village party secretary.
Next, you have to desperately pull the investment yourself, this wave of operations, really scratching (fake words).
At this moment, the unreliable Shennong system suddenly popped up a task box: "Help my father Wang Degui run for the village head, there will be rewards for success, and punishments for failure." Parenthesis: Reincarnated immortals, not officials, remember to remember, not even campaigning. ”