"Luo Ning, how old are you, which school do you attend?" Dong Yishan asked like a kind elder.

"I'm almost 10 years old, and I'm studying at Qingyuan Town Primary School. Luo Ning replied simply.

"I heard that your mother is a purchaser of Qingquan Hotel?" Dong Yishan turned the topic to Jiang Fenglian again.

Luo Ning rolled his eyes: "Yes, but my mother used to be the chef of the restaurant." ”

Dong Yishan glanced at Jiang Fenglian and said tentatively: "Oh, I have also been a chef, it seems that my cooking skills should be good." What do you think of the food at the guest house?"

Jiang Fenglian said modestly: "Where can I be called a chef? It's just some family heirloom skills, I haven't learned it systematically, and I don't have a chef certificate, so I can't compare to the chef in the guest house." ”

Dong Yishan nodded appreciatively: Seeking truth from facts, very good!" "The family heirloom craftsmanship is still very distinctive, like the bean paste you make is very good." But if you can learn systematically, you may have the opportunity to become a real chef!"

Jiang Fenglian said yearningly: "If I have the opportunity, I really want to study hard!" Her biggest wish is to become a real chef, but she has never expressed this wish.

This time, not only Dong Yishan saw Jiang Fenglian's expression, but even Luo Ning noticed it, she secretly remembered her mother's wish, and one day she must help her mother realize it.

On the other side of the table, the three experts are not particularly good drinkers, and they still have to work in the afternoon, so when the meaning is reached, everyone goes back to their places to eat.

Secretary Wu is a very discerning person, he said to Luo Xiuming with a smile: "Village Chief Luo, today's meeting is very successful! I wish you a successful factory here!"

Luo Xiuming hurriedly picked up his wine glass: "Secretary Wu, borrow your auspicious words! Thanks to Secretary Wu's help this time, I would like to toast you on behalf of all the villagers of Xinhui Village!"

Secretary Wu drank happily, glanced at Luo Zhenying, and asked Luo Xiuming, "Village Chief Luo, who is this?"

Luo Xiuming hurriedly introduced: "His name is Luo Zhenying, he is Jiang Fenglian's lover, and he works in the Huaiyang Town Government. ”

Secretary Wu was surprised and said, "Oh?

Luo Zhenying greeted respectfully: "Secretary Wu, hello." ”

"Luo Zhenying, both of you are capable people, and your contribution to building the factory must not be small, right?" Secretary Wu said with a smile.

"Secretary Wu, to be honest with you, this matter is mainly due to my lover, and the formula is inherited from her mother's family. Luo Zhenying told the truth.

"Then the idea of building a factory should have come up with you, right?" Secretary Wu had a look on his face, I guessed correctly.

Luo Zhenying glanced at Luo Xiuming and didn't know what to say. Luo Xiuming had an expression of wanting to speak and stopping. Before coming to the meeting, Jiang Fenglian and Luo Zhenying both told him not to tell Luo Ning about it, she was still young after all.

Seeing their looks, Secretary Wu thought that Luo Zhenying was modest, so he smiled and said, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's a good thing for government workers to work for the welfare of the people." By the way, are you a party member?"

Luo Zhenying puffed up his chest: "I joined the party in 1980 and have been in the party for 12 years. ”

"Well, well, the consciousness of the old party members is high! Come on, come on, don't patronize talking, eating vegetables. Secretary Wu greeted him warmly.

Luo Chuanxin's family has made a mess!

From March 28, the village issued a notice to build a bean paste factory, with a total investment of 20,000 yuan, and 30% of the shares were voluntarily subscribed by the villagers of Xinhui Village, 10 yuan per share, a total of 600 shares, and each household was limited to two shares in the first round. This was decided at the county meeting after discussion between experts and county magistrates, on the one hand, in order to better involve the villagers, more shares are needed. On the other hand, with more capital investment, we can better build and prepare the factory.

As soon as the notice was issued, Luo Chuanxin asked his eldest son, Luo Zhenhua, to subscribe, but he was refused! Luo Zhenhua made a fuss at that time: "Why don't you let our family subscribe? We are also villagers of Xinhui Village, and we are also qualified to subscribe!"

The village cadres got Luo Xiuming's instructions and only told him: "It's the intention of another major shareholder of the factory, and their family is not allowed to subscribe, otherwise they will not build the factory." The bean paste factory was the idea of the major shareholder, which not only provided the recipe, but also invested money, and if people didn't do it, the factory would not be built. ”

Luo Zhenhua was confused: "Who is the major shareholder? Why is it only for their family?"

The village cadres were all silent.

A week later, the first round of subscription was completed, except for Luo Chuanxin's family, 281 of the 325 households in the village subscribed for shares, of which 95 households only subscribed for one share, and the remaining 186 households subscribed for two shares, with a total of 467 shares sold. This is also the result of the village cadres doing door-to-door work. Village enterprises let villagers subscribe for shares, which is a new thing, and many people are very worried. One or twenty yuan is not something that can be wasted casually for farmers.

Since it is a voluntary subscription, the village cadres are not easy to force the villagers, and they can only feel sorry for those who did not buy!

The remaining 133 shares will be subscribed in the second round. This subscription is limited to eight shares per household, while stocks last. This time, it only took two days to fully subscribe.

Seven companies subscribed for ten shares, including Luo Fan's family. There were 8 households that subscribed for 6 shares, 45 households with 3 shares, 126 households with 2 shares, and 95 households with 1 share.

After the subscription was completed, the village posted detailed information, and the whole village learned that the other major shareholder was actually Luo Zhenying's family! This explosive news immediately caused a sensation in the whole village: 35 percent of the shares! That's a real 7,000 yuan! When did Luo Zhenying's family become so rich? Then some well-informed people came out and said that Jiang Fenglian had invested in a stall on the mountain and could make money.

When the news reached Luo Zhenhua's ears, he was shocked and puzzled, and went home in a daze.

Tan Xiuju began to scold the unknown major shareholder when she heard that their family was not allowed to subscribe, and she scolded for more than a week, and she said all kinds of ugly things. Today, I learned from my eldest son that the major shareholder was actually Luo Zhenying's family, she immediately ran to Luo Zhenying's house, and saw that the courtyard door was closed, and she didn't know that there was no one in the house, so she blocked the courtyard door and scolded for an afternoon.

Luo Zhenying knew about today's release early in the morning, and wanted to ask Ye Qiuhua to go to the house of his younger brother Ye Qingshu in the county seat, so as not to dirty his ears. Ye Qiuhua refused, she endured it for so many years, and finally raised her eyebrows and exhaled once, she didn't want to hide, she closed the courtyard door, just sat in the courtyard, and enjoyed Tan Xiuju's 'performance' while basking in the sun, and her heart was very happy! Luo Zhenying came back from work, and heard Tan Xiuju's insults outside the bamboo forest, and she felt very uncomfortable, and it was not easy to go home, so she had to go to Luo Zhenye's house to temporarily avoid the limelight.

It wasn't until Luo Chuanxin came home from work in the evening that Tan Xiuju temporarily withdrew her troops, and told Luo Chuanxin the news as soon as she got home. Luo Chuanxin was furious, and his face was darker than the bottom of the pot: "Zhenhua, is this true?"

Luo Zhenhua had recovered from the shock, and his heart was full of puzzlement: "Dad, it's true! But I don't understand, why did Brother Zhenying do this? Why did he target our family?"

was asked by his son like this, Luo Chuanxin really didn't know how to answer for a while.

Tan Xiuju scolded regardless of it: "That family is black-hearted, they must be jealous of our family, and your father has been helping them all these years, and now that he earns a little stinky money, he doesn't know what his surname is!"

Luo Zhenhua ignored his mother's words, and looked at his father directly, as if he must know the answer.