If Duan Guanghui knew that because he had brought Yang Meili to Zhaozhuang, he had aroused the suspicion of several members of the Zhaozhuang Village Committee about the relationship between him and Yang Meili, I don't know how he would feel?

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, Yang Meimei's words seem to be no problem at first glance, and they are also a good intention, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems to be saying that Zhao Zhuang despised Duan Guanghui, and was a little suspicious of slapping his face.

Zhao Changshu didn't care about this, but now he suddenly had an idea on Yang Meili, so it was not easy to refute her words at this time, so he didn't speak.

Duan Guanghui saw that everyone's expressions were a little unnatural, and hurriedly said, "Miss Yang, I see your intentions, and we will understand them." As for your treats on the Gold Coast, I'll talk about that later. Zhaozhuang is so far from Furong Town, and the road is so difficult to walk, if we go at noon today, I'm afraid that when we get there, everyone's stomach will be hungry. Hehehe. ”

Everyone thought that this was not the case, and they all laughed.

Zhao Changshu picked up the wine glass, raised it towards Duan Guanghui and said, "Come, Secretary Duan will taste the little eighteen brewed by Uncle Dalu in our village." The taste is good, and I don't change the bottle of Moutai. ”

Everyone picked up the wine glass in front of them and drank it all, it was indeed a good wine, the taste was sweet and mellow, and the taste in the throat was endless.

Duan Guanghui praised the good wine repeatedly, and curiously asked why this wine was called Xiao Eighteen.

Zhao Changshu said with a smile: "This is the name that Uncle Da Lu personally chosen. Wu Song drank eighteen bowls of wine, Jingyang Gang fought tigers, Uncle Dalu boasted that his wine was full of stamina, comparable to the bottle of incense that Wu Song drank back then, three bowls were not post, so it was called Xiao Eighteen. It means that if Wu Songruo drank his wine back then, he didn't need eighteen big bowls, as long as eighteen small bowls, he could go to Jingyanggang to fight tigers. ”

As soon as Zhao Changlan's words fell, everyone laughed again. Duan Guanghui even said: "I can't imagine that Zhaozhuang is really a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden! No wonder the development is so rapid. However, since there are such excellent brewers in your village, why don't you set up your own brewery? Maybe it will be a few years before it becomes an international famous brand. Xiao Zhao, don't tell me you don't have this ambition. What are you thinking in your kid's heart, don't plan to hide it from me! If your village really plans to go on this project, the town will definitely support it in terms of policy! Or if the town invests in setting up a factory and lets that old man from the road be the brewing consultant, how about it? Xiao Zhao, you won't let people go, right?"

Township enterprises have always been the weakness of Furong Town, and if a thriving winery can be set up under the auspices of Duan Guanghui, it is also a good political achievement.

Zhao Changshu smiled bitterly and said: "Secretary Duan, I am not satisfied with you, I have really considered this matter, and I have carefully considered this matter with Uncle Dalu, but Uncle Dalu's wine-making method is a bit special, and it cannot be mass-produced at all. So in the end, I had to give up on building a brewery. ”

Duan Guanghui knew that Zhao Changshu was telling the truth, the reason why Moutai was expensive was because of the low output, and the Moutai that appeared on a large scale on the market was not the taste of authentic Moutai at all. So I had to give up with regret.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone's topic naturally came to the matter of road construction.

"Xiao Zhao, I've already seen your plan to build the road. Personally, I am quite in favor of this plan, but have you thought about it, this matter is too difficult! The amount of money needed alone is astronomical, and it is impossible to build it without the financial support of the state. And in your plan, you say that you want to open this road to traffic within three months, isn't it a little too optimistic? As he spoke, Duan Guanghui remembered the attitudes of several village cadres along the road, and couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Changshu thought for a moment, and then said carefully: "Secretary Duan, this matter is indeed difficult, and it even sounds like an impossible task. However, no matter how difficult things in the world are, if we do not do them, we will never succeed, and only when we work hard to do them can we have the possibility of success! The matter of building roads was a promise I made to the villagers at the beginning of my tenure as village director, so I must do a good job for the villagers! I can't let everyone poke my backbone and say that I am just a second-rate person who can only say that he can't do it!"

Zhao Changlan's tone was very resolute, and Duan Guanghui could see that even if the town didn't support Zhao Changlan's plan and didn't give them financial support, they might raise money to repair this road by themselves! Even the foolish man who moved the mountains back then probably had to admire Zhao Changlan's determination.

But building a road is not something that can be done with determination alone, it requires real money! Even if it is just a simple layer of asphalt on the basis of the original roadbed, it will cost tens of millions! Where will this money come from? It is simply impossible to rely on the town to pay this money.

Thinking of this, Duan Guanghui said to Zhao Changshu: "Xiao Zhao, you have also made a budget, if you want to build your ideal road, you need at least 150 million, but this money is not available in the town! So many villages in the town are asking me for money! You should have a rough plan in mind about the question of funds, right? ”

When a town party secretary and a village director under his jurisdiction said such things, even Duan Guanghui himself felt a little unnatural. But he was telling the truth.

Zhao Changshu smiled and said: "Secretary Duan, I do have an immature idea about the funding of the road, if the town can really make great efforts to do it, this road can definitely be repaired." ”

"Then why don't you hurry up and talk about it!"

Duan Guanghui heard Zhao Changshu say that he had a way, and immediately said anxiously. Others, including Yang Meili, all set their sights on Zhao Changshu. Although they knew that Zhao Changshu planned to build the road, they didn't know how Zhao Changshu could get money. Although Zhaozhuang has money, the little money in the village is almost negligible compared to the funds needed to build roads!

"I intend to raise money in three ways. The first is to raise funds from successful people in society, and when the road is repaired, we can set up a monument to the opening of traffic, and engrave the names of the funders on it, so that the people walking on this road will not forget them.

"Second, we can ask several villages along the route to contribute some money, after all, after the road is built, it will be the dozen or so villages along the road that will benefit the most. If you want to get rich, you must first build roads, and after this road is built, it will definitely stimulate the economic development of these villages. Of course, due to the different economic conditions of each village, the money may be different. But there is always nothing left. The funds raised through these two channels will be used as upfront funds for the construction of the road.

"The third funding channel is the support of government departments at all levels. It's up to Mayor Duan. Since it will take time for the money to be approved, I think it is possible to borrow money from major banks in the name of the government first, and then use it to repay the loan after the money is disbursed. This money may be in place late, so it will be invested as a later fund. ”

After Zhao Changshu finished speaking, he looked at Duan Guanghui with expectant eyes, after all, the appropriation of government departments is the big one. And whether this money can be applied for depends on Duan Guanghui's level.

After listening to Zhao Changlan's words, Duan Guanghui's brows condensed into a pimple. In his opinion, Zhao Changshu's words seemed to have some truth, but they were not operable at all.

First of all, raising money from successful people in society may not raise much money at all. Zhao Changlan's idea is to let those local tyrants spend money to buy a reputation, but in this era of supremacy of interests, who is willing to spend money to buy a reputation that does not have much influence?

After all, this road is just a road for the people, unlike the highway, which will be charged after repair, and it will be rewarded. What local tyrant would do such a stupid thing?

Thirdly, Zhao Changlan's second source of funding is even more fantastical, asking several villages along the way to pay for road repairs? They also plan to make a fortune when they build roads, and ask the government for a large amount of land compensation!

The most reliable is the third one, but again, this road is not a highway, and there will be no return after it is repaired, and the bank can lend a large amount of money to such a project? Even if it is a loan from the bank in the name of the government, what if the government does not allocate funds? Who will fill the hole in the bank?

"Alas, although Zhao Changshu has momentum, he is still too young after all, and he is too optimistic to see the problem!" Duan Guanghui carefully analyzed Zhao Changlan's method of raising funds in his heart, and couldn't help but think.

But he didn't say that, that was too dampening Zhao Changlan's enthusiasm, after all, Zhao Changlan's idea of building roads is still very good, how many village cadres really want to give the villagers a little bit of practical things these years?

Duan Guanghui thought for a moment before he said to Zhao Changlan: "Xiao Zhao, in your opinion, how much money can we raise from successful people in society?"

He wanted his words to serve as a trigger, so that Zhao Changshu himself could understand that his first fundraising channel was actually very naïve.

Duan Guanghui said as he picked up his wine glass to take a sip, giving Zhao Changshu a little time to think. Unexpectedly, Zhao Changshu said without thinking: "Although I don't know how much money can be raised from others, there is a person who has promised to invest 60 million to build our road!"

"Poof!

Duan Guanghui turned his head and squirted out all the wine he had just drunk in his mouth, choking and coughing repeatedly. It took a long time for him to recover his strength, and he couldn't wait to say to Zhao Changshu: "What? What are you talking about? Someone is willing to give 60 million? My God, who is this person?"

Everyone else also looked at Zhao Changshu with bright eyes, no one expected that Zhao Changshu would know such a rich local tyrant friend. Yang Meili on the side didn't speak, she vaguely guessed who this person Zhao Changshu was talking about.

Sure enough, next, Yang Meili heard Zhao Changshu say the name that made her hate.

I only heard Zhao Changshu say: "His name is Chen Xiaodao." ”

Duan Guanghui was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "Chen Xiaodao? This name seems to be a little familiar." ”

"Xiao Gun, are you talking about the nationally wanted criminal Chen Xiaodao?" Zhao Tianxiong, the village party secretary who had not spoken much, suddenly asked. He has nothing to do all day, he loves to watch the news. He has seen the news that Chen Xiaodao is wanted. And he once suspected that the grave keeper of the current Zhaozhuang Cemetery was Chen Xiaodao.

But later, after chatting with the grave keeper a few times, he found that he was erudite and wrote a good hand, and he was a cripple, not what he looked like on TV at all, so he dispelled his doubts, thinking that he was just a person who looked very similar to Chen Xiaodao. In his mind, a person like Chen Xiaodao is a rough nouveau riche, who has no cultural connotation at all, and is by no means like a grave watcher.

When Duan Guanghui heard Zhao Tianxiong say this, he also remembered who Chen Xiaodao was, so he looked at Zhao Changshu with puzzled eyes, but he was a little worried in his heart, if Zhao Changshu had anything to do with the wanted criminal, it would not be a good thing!