Secretary Yang asked Muqin to explain the management of Xinglin in detail again, but he didn't say a word, just wrote her words down in a notebook seriously. In the end, the xylophone lost no time in proposing that the sales of apricot fruits are not going well, and he is worried about how to dredge the path.

Secretary Yang closed the notebook, pondered for a long time, and said to County Magistrate Du, I basically agree with you. The practice of Xinghua Village has given us a great inspiration. While the contract responsibility system for joint production has brought about an improvement in the living standards of the masses, it is also accompanied by some hidden worries and lack of stamina. With the increasing expansion and improvement of the market field, these hidden worries and deficiencies will gradually surface, and within a certain period of time, they will restrict the rapid development of the market economy. If you lack the group-style scale management philosophy and the power to impact the market is insufficient, you will be held hostage by others, and sooner or later you will have to suffer passively. In my opinion, you should organize manpower to immediately expand the county-wide market, expand it to more developed areas, conduct a serious investigation and study, and come up with an economic development plan for the next five or even 10 years in our county.

County Magistrate Du said yes again and again, saying that I will handle it. Again, they have encountered problems in sales of xylophones, and they want to ask you to give them to the staff officers. This is a legitimate petition. Look at it, how can I solve it?

Secretary Yang patted his brain and smiled, yes, yes, everyone has visited the door of the county magistrate's secretary. If you don't solve the idea, let the family go back and say that the county magistrate secretary is a straw bale rice bucket who eats people's food and talks about people and doesn't do anything, and the day has come for the two of us to step down. He said to Xylophone again, I'll contact you with a few shopping malls and markets in the city, and several leaders there are old friends with me, and they will probably give me this face. In the future, while you are developing production, you will also take a long-term view. Take a step out and go to the whole province and the whole country to break into the market. Don't just bury your head in your work and don't know how to look up at the road. In that case, you will take a fork in the road, hit the corner of the wall, and hit the nail.

This sentence touched the xylophone a lot. She pondered Secretary Yang's words carefully, and felt that there were many things in the words that she needed to think about.

According to the clues provided by Secretary Yang, several people from Muqin got on the last bus to the city that afternoon. A few cubs in Jing'er were so happy that they jumped straight up, and said, this time we can see Jing'er. If the city can't eat the apricots in our village, let's go to the provincial capital. Even if you go to Beijing, the farther you go, the better.

By the time we got to the city, it was already dark. Xylophone ran to the station dispatch room, took out the apricots and asked people to eat, and begged people to help make a phone call and find someone to pick up the station. Seeing that there was such a good apricot fruit, the people in the dispatch room happily agreed. He also helped get through the phone number left by Technician Qin when he left. Technician Qin was about to get off work, and after receiving the call from Xylophone, he was very happy. He said, "You're in the station, don't go anywhere, I'll pick you up." The foreign bank is deeply touched and authentic, and it is good to have a phone, and it is convenient to find someone to contact. When I was in a hurry, my village got on the phone, and I was the first to sign up. The people replied that they were dreaming of marrying a daughter-in-law again.

Technician Qin came by bus, and when he saw a few people in the xylophone from a distance, he raised his hand to say hello. The xylophone said affectionately, the apricots you manage are ripe, come and send you apricots to eat. Technician Qin replied, "Okay, good, so he reached out and patted the head of the foreign company, touched Jing'er's face, and asked the people if they still like to cry their noses." He got along with several babies day and night for more than a month, and the simplicity and honesty of the peasant children made them form a deep relationship. He likes them as much as he likes his own babies, and even takes care of them as his own babies.