Finally heard the car horn. Then, I saw the smoke and dust rising from the jungle in the distance.

He hurriedly stood straight by the intersection and pressed it

"pounding" heartbeat, panicked waiting for the arrival of the mobile phone meeting with the superior leaders one by one. Seeing a long convoy slowly approaching in the dusty mist, Mao Xiang hurriedly pulled his belt, straightened his chest, and tensed his legs.

Because he was overbearing, his whole body involuntarily bent backwards, just like the curved sickle rod that the villagers are accustomed to using.

Who knows, the convoy drove to the front and did not stop, but rushed to the factory area on the east slope at a uniform speed.

Mao Xiang was dumbfounded. I didn't dare to follow the convoy, so I had to stand still honestly. He sucked in the dust that filled his mouth and nostrils, and even the new clothes he hadn't worn a few times fell into a thick layer of dust.

It wasn't until the convoy was over that he slammed the dust on his body while trotting to follow up with the factory.

Seeing that Mu Qin and the others were busy shaking hands with the officials who got off the car, he also wanted to step forward and make a familiar face.

But seeing his grizzled and embarrassed appearance, he had to endure it fiercely. He hid behind the crowd and couldn't show his face.

Today's visitors should be considered high-standard. Hu and Yang were really able to fool around, not only got the main leaders of the county, but also got the leaders of some relevant departments in the city, plus the director of the Nanjing General Factory, and his party, counting the heads, there were as many as 30 people.

What is even more surprising is that they also invited several journalists from the city who carried cameras on their shoulders.

These people lit up the guy in their hands, causing people to look down on the leader's dignity, and stretched their necks in unison, chasing them to see the novelty.

The venue is set up in a small square inside the gate. This small square, which was used for loading and unloading goods after the construction began, is spacious and flat.

The rostrum is located on the east side of the square, facing the gate of the factory. Tables and chairs are arranged in a row, covered with a new large red line blanket, and two seated microphones are placed.

Two loudspeakers hung from the apricot trees on both sides of the venue, playing popular Taiwanese campus songs over and over again.

Yang Xiande opened his voice, gathered everyone together, and said, let's visit and study in the factory first.

As soon as 10 o'clock arrived, the listing ceremony began, followed by an on-site meeting on economic development.

He also stressed a few points of discipline in the meeting. Subsequently, the xylophone led the city, county, town leaders and the director of the Tibetan factory to inspect the factory.

The people of the town followed behind the buttocks, visited and inspected the workshops one by one, and listened to the introduction of the construction of the xylophone.

In the county, Secretary Yang and County Magistrate Du sandwiched the head of the Tibetan factory in the middle, and Hu and Yang in the town followed closely behind, looking intimate.

They all happily listened to the detailed introduction of the xylophone and nodded with satisfaction. The head of the Tibetan factory kept stroking the few strands of precious hair left on the bald top with his hands, and he was even more happy and satisfied.

He was glad that he came to invest in the construction of the factory, and received the highest level of courtesy from the local leaders, not to mention his vanity, but also a sense of accomplishment rippled in his heart.

Satisfied, he did not choose the wrong investment environment and partners. As soon as he entered the village, he looked around a little nervously, not knowing in which mountain he had invested the money that was hidden.

Deputy Director Wang, who accompanied him, pointed to the beautiful factory building on the high slope opposite through the front windshield of the car, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

When I entered the factory and saw the layout and environmental sanitation in the factory, a stone finally fell to the ground. He had a bottom in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to go into the workshop to take a closer look, but calmly talked to the officials of the city and county.

When he visited the xylophone, he became more and more confident in the new factory that was about to be put into operation.

[End of Chapter]