Chapter 113: Money Really Is Everything

Chen Bing is like a machine, where there are interests, it will be driven.

Village cadres are a special group that is different from the official ape, and they are marginalized cadres who are outside the administrative cadre system, are not on the staff, and are not full-time. Generally speaking, Chen Bing can do business.

On this day,

Luo Youde, who hadn't seen him for a few days, was suddenly picked up by a car, and it was today that Lin Xi learned that Luo Youde rolled into the ditch and injured his leg when he was supervising the repair of the reservoir in the village.

Lin Xi didn't have time to visit and comfort the boss of the village, his mentor, so he began to see off Luo Youde on the road and wished him to get better as soon as possible.

"Lin Xi, when Guo Qiang comes back, you can sort out the information of poor households. ”

"Don't worry, make sure you get it right. ”

"Alright, let's go. ”

"I wish you a speedy recovery. ”

The moment the car door closed, Lin Xi had a sense of loss, Murakami was now left with this disgusting and annoying Chen Bing, what should she do in the future.

Lin Xi, who was dejected, walked towards the village, but the more he walked, the more annoyed he became, and Chen Bing's voice on the phone had a sense of provocation, is money really that important?

Chen Bing: "I said, Jiang Wazi, you go to contact an excavator, I found a small project, the fertilizer water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, you are empty or come over to see, the project is small, but earning a point is a point." ”

Chen Bing: "And there is, that coffin, if you have nothing to do, just find a small truck to pull it up, go to the village and alleys to deliver it to the door, those old people who stay at home, those old people in the nursing home, will definitely buy it." ”

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Lin Xi stood at the door like this and listened to Chen Bing's contact with various businesses, how could such an unprofitable person expect him to do anything transactional in the future.

"Boss, now that you're so busy getting rid of poverty, can you put your business aside for now. After Lin Xi listened, he sat down weakly, thinking about the work behind him.

Chen Bing snuffed out his cigarette and said happily: "I don't do some business, what do I eat?" If it weren't for Murakami, I am so young and strong, I would have gone out to work hard, and the document did not say that I could not do business. ”

Lin Xi smiled bitterly: "I know, but I also have the main business and side business." ”

Chen Bing twisted his neck, got up and let out a long sigh of relief and said, "I don't want a tragedy. ”

"Tragedy?" Lin Xi remembered that when he first came to Peach Blossom Village, the driver also said this, this is a tragedy.

Seeing that Lin Xi didn't react, Chen Bing explained: "Poor, he is a tragedy, when you come to our Peach Blossom Village, you actually enter a world of tragedy, there is no beauty here." ”

After hearing this, Lin Xi always felt that the world was too realistic, poverty was really a tragedy, and he didn't dare to say that money could resolve a person's tragedy 100%, but at least it could resolve more than 90% of a person's tragedy.

If Ma Jianying was not poor, he would not have petitioned, and his son would not have been unable to find a woman in his thirties, if he had money, he would have started to cultivate Luo Gang and Luo Fugui since he was a child, and maybe his fate would change.

If Yang Tielin had more money than his three sons, there would always be one of them who would try his best to take care of him for the sake of money, and he would not let him die so suddenly.

If Zhang Qinghua had spare money in his hand, he would have repaired the house a long time ago, and he would not live in such a dilapidated house.

Seeing Lin Xi blinking at himself, Chen Bing suddenly changed his tone: "Of course, I'm not just fishing for myself, I'm also trying to find a way to improve the appearance of the village." ”

Lin Xi sneered, this is indeed a mutually reinforcing thing, a double-edged sword.