"Okay, looks like you've put in a lot of work."

"Ahem, how big is this in the Lishuyuan Village District, there's just such a thing here, it's almost the same after watching it once." Lian Yundong showed an indispensable appearance.

"Hehe, so it's the leaders of Beishan Town who are overkill, how about it? You have been the district director for so long, have you ever thought about any way to develop the economy? ”

"I've thought about it, I'm still groping, the farmers in this mountain are too poor, timid, afraid to do it, afraid that they can't afford to pay it, I'm thinking about a rural bank auxiliary plan, county magistrate, do you know the Yunus and Grameen banks in Bangladesh?".

"Oh? You know him too? ”

"I think your idea is very good, but it's a bit of a fantasy, let's do something practical, how can you run a bank as a small district director can do it?" Joonghan disagrees with this idea, saying that China's financial system is a system of its own, and unlike the Grameen Bank, it is difficult for such a bank to exist under such a system.

"Perhaps, but it's already being done, I have a friend who is applying for such a microfinance company, although there are all kinds of microfinance companies now, but most of them have become usury companies, and we are also lending, but we are only lending to farmers, and it is impossible to provide loans to those usurers."

"Already operating? Is there really such a thing? ”

"Well, maybe it won't be long before a company like this will be established in Ocean County." Lian Yundong said with confidence, because Yang Bingbing called him the day before yesterday and said that up to now, the procedure had gone very smoothly, which was also the reason why he dared to say this in front of Zhong Han.

Of course, the purpose is also obvious, that is, to deepen his impression in Zhong Han's eyes, compared to the conversation with Zheng Shutang, he prefers Zhong Han, maybe because of preconceived ideas, a good fate is also fate.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, can you reveal who is doing this?".

"Yida Investment Group, I know his young head Miss Yang Bingbing."

"Yida Group? You said you know Yang Bingbing of Yida Group? This surprised Zhong Han, because Yida Group is an investment group that has only recently become famous in the domestic venture capital industry, as a financial cadre, Zhong Han is basically familiar with domestic venture capital, and as a venture capital rookie, Yang Bingbing, the young head of Yida Group, has also appeared frequently in the recent past and has become a celebrity in the circle.

"Yes, I met by chance when I went to the provincial capital, and I persuaded her to set up this microfinance company, after all, the countryside is too big, if you can occupy the rural financial market, the benefits in it are also immeasurable, in China, the most dare not spend money is the rural people."

"It seems that the leaders of Beishan Town have really underused you, have you reported these things to other leaders?" Joonghan asked.

"No, in fact, this matter has not been skimmed yet, if it can't be done at that time, the leader will definitely train me, I still do it honestly, when the time comes, the results will be visible, no results, no one knows about this, I think it's safer." Lian Yundong said with a smile.

"Haha, then why did you tell me again."

"To tell you the truth, County Magistrate Zhong, I really don't regard you as a leader from the bottom of my heart."

"Oh? Why? Zhong Han asked strangely, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see joy and sorrow, maybe this is the realm of leadership.

"Because you don't have a leader's shelf, yesterday when I held a meeting in the town to study how to receive you, everyone didn't have a bottom in their hearts, I dare to say, until now, the leaders of the town are still muttering, which leader comes up to inspect is not a front and back hug, you look at you, just a car, so talk to a leader like you, I don't have so many worries in my heart, I can say whatever I want, we will put the results if there are achievements, we will put difficulties if there are difficulties, I don't want to be the same as other leaders, you have to guess what he wants to see, then you have to prepare something, We're all set, you say, can you still see what you want to see? ”。

"Hehe, I can't see it, Xiaolian, you have a lot of prison sao, so have you prepared today?"

"County Magistrate Zhong, do you want to hear the truth?"

"Of course, Xiaolian, I can tell you, no matter how you say it, I have a relationship, in Ocean County, I know you the earliest, others can lie to me, but you can't lie to me."

Under everyone's anxiety all the way, Lian Yundong finally pulled the county magistrate Zhong to Lishuyuan Village safely, and as soon as he got out of the car, Zhong Han saw only a few village cadres at the door of the village committee to greet him, and a few old farmers were basking in the sun under the wall.

Feng Dapeng felt a chill in his heart, and thought, how did this Lian Yundong do it, and said that it would be arranged according to Secretary Zheng when he came, what should I do if it is deserted? But now, there is no way, the current convener seems to be fake, so he can only step forward to introduce the members of the village committee to Zhonghan, and Lian Yundong is following behind to supplement the introduction.

While County Magistrate Zhong was shaking hands with everyone, Feng Dapeng pulled Lian Yundong aside: "What are you doing, why didn't you welcome the crowd?" ”

"Uncle Cousin, County Magistrate Zhong doesn't like that, hurry up, County Magistrate Zhong called you."

Of course, Wang Baili also saw that all this was very different from when Zheng Shutang came, since Tian Hongliang left, she was alone, and she has always taken a forbearant attitude, I didn't expect that the county magistrate Zhong came to inspect today, Lian Yundong, this kid actually didn't hold a welcome ceremony, this is an opportunity, it's inconvenient to say now, but when I go back, I must talk about this matter at the meeting, and the welcome ceremony This is the tone set by the Standing Committee, you are a small district director, you dare not comply, is this unorganized and undisciplined?

"County Magistrate Zhong, let's go to the construction site now." Feng Dapeng also knew that Zhong Han must have come to see the results of road construction when he came to Lishuyuan Village, so he suggested.

"Don't be busy first, let's do it, anyway, how the road is repaired is placed there, you can't run, you can't take a vacation for a while, let's go to a few villagers' houses to see how everyone's life is?" What Joong Han said is categorical and unquestionable.

Feng Dapeng was stunned, and could only say hello in a sneering manner. Looking back at Lian Yundong, his eyes can speak, and even Yundong knows what Feng Dapeng wants to ask, that is, 'Is it arranged?' Who knows what's going on with these things, Lian Yundong spread his hands and said he didn't know.

So far, she can only keep up, Liu Xiangli is also apprehensive, and frequently asks Lian Yundong, because she and Liu San have already recognized who this county magistrate is.

"What are you muttering behind the scenes? I'm the county magistrate, don't you look at what life the people are living? Seeing that no one was following, Joong Han turned his head and asked.

"No, not excessively, as it should be." Feng Dapeng and Wang Baili hurriedly followed, saying some painless words as they walked.

"Director Liu, what kind of family is this, let's go in and take a look." Zhong Han walked to the door of a house that was covered by a chaimen and asked Liu Xiangli.

"Oh, County Magistrate Zhong, only the grandparents and grandchildren are at home in this family, and the son and daughter-in-law have gone out to work, and they can only come back after the New Year." As he spoke, he pushed open the door and went in: "Uncle, are you at home?" ”。

"Who, the door is not bolted, come in." An old voice came from inside the room. In a moment a little boy rushed out of the house with a pencil in his hand, but when he saw such a large group of people in the yard, he shrank back in fright.

"Uncle, this is the county magistrate, and I came to see you." Liu Xiangli introduced.

"County magistrate? Oh, good county magistrate. The old uncle was excited for a while, and it took a long time to remember to let everyone sit in the house, in fact, there were only two benches in the room, one for Zhong Han to sit down, and the other for the old uncle to sit down, Liu San hurriedly went out to the neighbor's house to borrow a bench, and couldn't let Secretary Feng and Mayor Wang stand and talk.

"Uncle, when will my son and daughter-in-law come back?" Zhong Han asked softly.

"I'm coming back, I'm coming back, it's the end of the year, I'm coming back." The old uncle was still a little nervous.

"Do you still have land at home?"

"Yes, there are a few acres of ration fields, and the rest is woodland."

"Oh, what grade is my little grandson?"

"First grade, I've had a little cold these days, I didn't let him go, I studied very well, you looked at the wall, and you got a certificate." Speaking of his grandson, the old uncle finally relieved himself.

What is the situation in the family, how many people are there, and what is the income? asked very carefully, which made Feng Dapeng on the side nervous, and he had to have a heart attack when he encountered such a leader to inspect.

At the end, the old uncle sent the county magistrate out, and when everyone thought that this family was coming to an end, suddenly Zhong Han saw that the west side of the courtyard was the kitchen, so he threw everyone open the door and entered, which caught everyone off guard, so they followed to the kitchen.

But the kitchen of the old uncle's house is too small, and it can only accommodate three people to come in, in addition to Zhong Han, there are two people who come in, one is Lian Yundong and the other is Feng Dapeng. Even the master's uncle didn't come in, Lian Yundong found the lamp rope, turned on the electric light, and there was a little light in the dim room, but the long-term oil smoke had smoked the incandescent lamp to the point that it didn't have much light.

Zhong Han looked at the room, and then lifted the lid of the pot, there was still leftover rice in the pot, but these rice were a little unsightly, the wooden shelf was lying horizontally in the pot, and there was a white flour steamed bun and a few nests on it, and the rest of the pot below was corn paste, and there was a bowl of pickles on the pot table, it seemed that the pickles had been eaten for a while, because some of the pickles were already a little shriveled.

At this time, the old uncle also squeezed in, just in time to see Zhong Han pick up a piece of wowo and break a piece and put it in his mouth to taste, the old uncle opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.