After the tour, it was almost ten o'clock. Yang Xiande shouted loudly for everyone to go to the gate and began to hold a listing ceremony. The crowd gathered at the gate. On the trees on both sides of the door, there were two large sets of firecrackers and thunderbolts, and a large sign wrapped in red silk had already been fixed on the door. The director of the Tibetan factory and the officials gathered under the sign, and everyone gathered around the officials.

Yang Xiande shouted loudly, and the unveiling ceremony of the Amano Preserved Fruit Processing Factory in Xinghua Village is now underway. The leaders of the city and county of Nanjing General Factory came forward to unveil the plaque.

As soon as his words fell, he heard a burst of firecrackers at the foot of the mountain north of the village. Everyone was stunned for a moment, twisted their necks in unison, and looked in the direction of Beishan. At this time, not only did the xylophones sweat all over their bodies, but even the two Hu and Yang in the town were at a loss.

Yang Xiande asked the xylophone in a low voice, what's wrong, why are the firecrackers set off over there.

The xylophone covered up indiscriminately, nothing. There's a business over there, which was put by the villagers, and it can't get along with us.

It is also the city and county leaders and the director of the Tibetan factory who are well-informed. Unmoved by the noise coming from the direction of Kitayama, they unhurriedly ripped off the red silk that wrapped the label under the tracking of cameras and cameras. Immediately, a large wooden plaque of natural color was revealed, and in the middle was engraved "Nanjing-Xinghua Village Tianye Preserved Fruit Processing Factory" several large characters painted with green paint. These leaders were the first to applaud. The people who were looking in the direction of the North Mountain also suddenly understood, and hurriedly applauded vigorously. The applause lasted for a long time.

Then, there is the firecrackers. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the fireworks given by Shen Yuhua were never willing to be set off by the xylophone. At this time, Jing'er and others were also asked to take it to the factory gate and ignite it. This fireworks is naturally more lively than firecrackers, there are smoke, there are colors, there are flowers, there are rings, as well as high-rise cannons and ground mice, which pushes the listing ceremony to a **. Afterwards, everyone returned to the venue, and the officials sat on the rostrum, and everyone sat on the ground, quietly listening to the bombardment of congratulatory messages and speeches by officials from all walks of life. It took more than half an hour to end the unveiling ceremony. After that, city and county officials got into their cars one after another, and the smoke and dust rolled up all the way away.

The director of the Tibetan factory was dragged away by the officials from the county, saying that they would invite him to the county as a guest to thank him for his great contribution to the development and construction of the local economy. The Qin technician in the city also wanted to go with the car, but was stopped by the xylophone, saying that as soon as you left, you never came back, this time you must stay for a few more days, see the achievements you left for the villagers, and help Jing'er guide and guide the management of the forest. Mr. Mu and Mr. Mu finally came to visit, of course, they wanted to take a good look at the home of the xylophone, and they were not in a hurry to leave.

Several people were treated as special guests by Hu and Yang, and they humbly gave way to the rostrum. Then, the town's economic development and construction site meeting was held. The agenda of the meeting was that the experience was introduced by the xylophone, and several villages made statements, and made an exception to ask the former branch secretary of Xinghua Village, Sour Xing, to make a speech, and then Secretary Hu's mobilization speech and Yang Xiande's summary speech.

Sour Xing stayed up for a few days and nights, and read the newspaper documents Feng'er found in the dark. Some paragraphs and sentences are almost memorized. Before the meeting, he seemed confident. I even hope that the meeting will start soon, and I will show people my eloquence and level. When he heard Yang Xiande sitting on the rostrum and calling his name, his heart panicked all of a sudden. The heart was pounding, the only remaining leg was so shaky that he couldn't stand up, and the blood in his whole body also rushed to his brain. I felt that my brain, which was originally full of all kinds of fresh words, was suddenly emptied. I was so confused that I couldn't remember anything. He sat under the stage in a daze, at a loss. It wasn't until Yang Xiande urged him several times that he stood up tremblingly, but he couldn't move. Fortunately, the xylophone player was quick and stepped forward to hug him, half supporting and half holding him in front of the microphone used to speak on the rostrum. [End of Chapter]