The slogan is good, but the village director is obviously problematic, detached from the masses and cronyism, which is probably one of the reasons for the slow development of Lanhe Village.

Yuan Yuan led the way, came to the director's office on the left side of the third floor, opened the door with the key, several rooms were opened, the indoor area was more than 200 square meters, the ground was paved with marble, and it was also very neat and clean.

A large desk, with a bookcase behind it, a large TV opposite, and the walls on both sides are hung with pennants, all of which were given by the villagers, full of beautiful words, but the authenticity is questionable.

The two sat down on the large leather sofa, while Yuan Yuan took out two bottles of ice-cold drinks in the refrigerator on one side, yes, it was still a large refrigerator with four doors, and there were still a lot of snacks and beer in it.

"Secretary Yuan, what is your relationship with the village director?" Hai Xiaozhou didn't drink a drink, so he couldn't help but ask.

"He's my dad. Yuan Yuan didn't hide it.

"At your age, you should go to school. ”

"The high school school was too far away from home, and besides, my mother was not in good health and needed to be taken care of. Yuan Yuan found a reason, and there was still some impatience in his expression, what are outsiders asking so much about his own business.

The words are not speculative, and then there is no communication, Yuan Yuan turned around and went out, closed the door casually, the movement was still a little big, with a little emotion.

"Chaoyang, it seems like we've come to the wrong place. stinks and makes his daughter a secretary. Hai Xiaozhou said dissatisfied.

"Don't worry about the government affairs in the village, let's listen to what Director Yuan has to say in a while!" Fang Chaoyang waved his hand, in this case, it can only be said that there are loopholes in the supervision mechanism of the higher-level departments.

The origin of the name of Blue River Village is because of a clear river on the edge of the village, but due to the construction of a large number of brick factories and the destruction of the environment, the water of the small river has almost stopped, and the villagers take water, mostly using deep wells in the yard.

It is also because of the interruption of the flow of the small river, the farmland that is easy to compact, and the lack of irrigation, along the way, many fields are barren.

Strictly speaking, Lanhe Village is not a poor village, but the follow-up development is weak, and the ranking has fallen year after year.

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man in his early forties came to the office, with a very burly figure, slightly red cheeks, and could obviously smell the smell of alcohol on his body. ”

Hai Xiaozhou said that he was the director of Hairun Company, and did not introduce Fang Chaoyang, and Yuan Xinhuan did not ask much, his eyes swept over this handsome face, and he groaned slightly, vaguely feeling a little familiar.

"Ms. Hai, you have also seen the situation in Lanhe Village, the geographical location is not good, the transportation is convenient, the economic foundation is also there, and the labor force is somewhat lacking, but it can be returned, and the return on investment cycle will not be very long. Yuan Xinhuan introduced it boastfully for a long time, and then asked: "What project are you going to invest in?"

"Hairun is ready to invest in a village bookstore, which can provide 1,000 books, mainly focusing on technology, as well as children's books. "Sea Boat Road.

Hearing that it was just a book house, Yuan Xinhuan obviously lost interest, and said perfunctorily: "Of course this is a good thing, but I'm afraid that the village won't be able to come up with a free house." ”

"There should be a lot of empty houses in this building of the village committee, right?" asked Hai Xiaozhou.

"Well, after all, it's an office space, and there will be a lot of unfavorable safety factors when people come and go. It's better to go back and study it with the village committee team and give you another answer. Yuan Xinhuan smiled.

It was clear that the eviction order was issued, which made Hai Xiaozhou a little injured, at noon, he didn't even have a polite word to eat, Yuan Xinhuan kept looking at his watch, and clearly wanted to go back and continue to participate in the wine party.

Don't force it, the same is true for public welfare, Fang Chaoyang quietly pulled the sea boat, she held back her anger, and the two got up to leave.

Yuan Xinhuan didn't even ask for contact information, obviously because he didn't want to build a rural bookstore, he felt troublesome, it couldn't bring economic value, and it didn't make much sense.

"A little village director, the cow is amazing, it's really infuriating. Hai Xiaozhou touched a nail, and he was in a very unhappy mood, nagging all the way.

"Xiaozhou, don't worry about it, we can still find a home, speaking of which, the more grassroots organs this kind of, the more problems there are. Fang Chaoyang persuaded.

"No, when I go back, I must report to the relevant departments, the management team of Lanhe Village, there is a big problem, a girl who has not finished high school can still become a secretary. By the way, since she has a position, does she still have to receive a salary?" Hai Xiaozhou was annoyed.

There is a small restaurant in the village, and there is a plaque hanging on it, the Blue River Hotel, but Hai Xiaozhou is a little clean and will not eat here, so the two decided to go back to the city to eat again.

However, when the two returned to the sports car, the scene in front of them made people stunned.

A sturdy middle-aged man, wearing shabby overalls, with an iron chain in his hand, led a middle-aged woman in ragged clothes, with a leather collar around her neck, the woman was still smirking, obviously mentally problematic.

Beside the two of them, there was also a thin girl, seven or eight years old, with loose clothes, and she looked normal mentally.

The three of them stopped in front of the sports car, and the smirking woman stretched out her black palm and said vaguely: "Good Samaritan, give some money!"

actually met a beggar, Hai Xiaozhou asked with a cold face, "Why are you still holding her?"

"She's a fool, if she doesn't bolt it, she must have run away, the two of you can drive this kind of car, it must be not bad money, give some, the child has nothing to eat." The middle-aged man said this, with a sly smile on his face.

The little girl's gaze was evasive, always keeping her head down, Fang Chaoyang stepped forward and asked distressedly, "What's your name?"

"Yaya. ”

"Why didn't you go to school?"

"Dad won't let me go to school, I actually ......" The little girl glanced at the middle-aged man and quickly closed her mouth.

"Is this your child?" asked Hai Xiaozhou.

"Yes, God take care of it, it's quite healthy. The middle-aged man grinned.

"She's not my mom. The little girl denied it.

"Do you owe a beating?" the middle-aged man was upset, and slapped the girl on the back of the head, causing the girl to stumble and almost fall.

"Why are you still beating people?" Fang Chaoyang was suddenly unhappy and stepped forward to question.

"She's my daughter, if you want to fight, don't be nosy, don't ask for more, five hundred yuan, just let you drive away." The middle-aged man put on a posture of ambition.

"What if I don't give it?" Hai Xiaozhou completely cooled down.

"In that case, my daughter-in-law will crash into the car, her head will be broken and bleeding, and the medical expenses will all belong to you. The middle-aged man continued to threaten.