Xylophone said a lot of words with ease. It seems that this major event of opening a store is like a piece of cake, and it has been steaming in front of Zhu'er's eyes.

Zhu'er was suddenly moved, and there were tears in his eyes. He replied promisedly, Auntie, just listen to you, just listen to you. If you say you want to do it, I'll do it.

Maosheng has not squeaked. It wasn't until Zhu'er left that he said to the xylophone, you have such a good idea, why don't you talk about it earlier. If you ask us Jing'er to do this business as well, you don't have to tell the baby cub to be anxious day and night, and you can't find a way to live.

Muqin laughed at his careful eyes and said, Zhu'er, this kid has a hard life, and he is thin and helpless. You have to settle him down quickly, save up two money, and start a family business, which is the most important thing. He is the most anxious, waiting for the rice to go to the pot. In this way, it also saves the full moon and the sound of the moon. Jing'er doesn't have to worry. There are so many big things, waiting for him to throw his arms and do it. I'm afraid that he has little ability and can't bear it.

Maosheng replied unhappily, what else could there be. Don't you look at him and see the sky catching rabbits and wolves all over the world, and he didn't even collect it for a long time.

In two days, I went to the post office, hung up the phone in Nanjing, and asked the director of the Tibetan factory to send someone to inspect the joint factory. If this thing is done, there will be many people who will use it, and I am afraid that the whole village will not be enough to go into battle.

Listening to the words of the xylophone, Maosheng gradually became happy. He no longer worries about Zhu'er's opening of the store, and even hopes that the xylophone will get better soon, so he can't wait to call now, and immediately drag the director of the Tibetan factory to settle the factory.

In the next few days, Muqin convened two meetings of village cadres at home. The main purpose is to discuss the trip to Nanjing, which has not yet had time to be announced, and the intention of jointly setting up a factory. After discussing and discussing, most people think that this is a great thing. We have an apricot forest, Nanjing has technology and sales, and we are worried about the sales of apricot fruits. On the issue of funds for building factories, a general idea was also discussed, that is, to take the road of raising funds to invest in shares and dividends. If you still can't make up enough, you can take the path of borrowing easily.

Zhenfu immediately saw the business opportunities contained in it, and tried to encourage those who had doubts to agree to this plan. He said it was a pie-in-the-sky thing. Sensei is worried that the funds raised during the road construction have not been paid off so far. As long as there is such a factory, within a year, all the funds raised will be returned to each household with interest. When the time comes, just wait for the spittle star to count the votes. Thanks to his encouragement and persuasion, the meeting of the two village committees successfully adopted the plan.

Xylophone didn't expect things to go so smoothly. The good mood that I haven't seen for a long time is back on my body. She clapped her hands and said, let's settle it. I will go to contact the director of the Tibetan factory tomorrow and ask him to come to inspect as soon as possible. Before the beginning of spring, the factory will be built, and it will not be possible to miss the time when the apricot fruit will fall next year.

That night, the xylophone, which once again ignited confidence and enthusiasm, came to Sour Apricot's house. She first told him about the preparation of a joint factory with Nanjing, and then told Zhu'er about opening a store, and asked for his opinions and opinions. After all, Zhu'er is a member of the He family, and Sour Xing is the helmsman of the family surnamed He. As for Mao Xiang and Full Moon, Xylophone is not worried that they will stop them. She even had to force Mao Xiang to contribute to Zhu'er's vomiting of blood.

Sour Apricot certainly agrees. He said happily, about money, if Mao Xiang doesn't want to give it, I will take the lead for him. If that's not enough, I'll come forward to borrow it for him, so you don't have to worry about it. You just have to concentrate on the big thing of running a factory, and I support it. He said again, Zhenshu's side, you don't need to come forward. I'll go and counsel with him. It is better to borrow than to rent, and the house money is cleared, and it will save you from having any trouble in the future.

Xylophone felt relaxed. It seemed that her illness had been completely cured, and the alertness and vitality that had been lost for a long time were all revived, and they resounded in her limbs and brain stem. [End of Chapter]