Although Hou Chaonan said that he would ask for the opinion of another person, he did not delay in action, and immediately pulled Song Qiong to discuss the specific action plan.

"Tung oil, there are still dozens of barrels in the warehouse in Shaxi, which are enough for the time being, and the situation in other communes is similar, I have a good relationship with them, I can be seconded or exchanged, and there will be no problems in the short term in terms of materials."

"The personnel are also easy to solve, the Shaxi Club can transfer some, and there are many families and children of employees who are waiting for work, which is really not enough, and they can also be introduced to relatives and friends around them."

"In terms of equipment, I will find a way to borrow some from other units first."

"In short, the current production can be done first, but if you want to expand production, raw materials are a big problem, as was the case at the Itabashi plant in the past

Production had to be discontinued due to raw material problems. ”

Song Qiong took the pen and kept writing and drawing on the paper: "You first organize the materials to be used in the next few days, the raw materials, I have a general idea, I'll sort it out later, and we'll discuss it again." ”

Hou Chaonan nodded, and immediately began to mobilize the people of Shaxi Society, sorted out the relevant materials in the warehouse, and sent them all to the scrap station.

It also arranged people to sort out the site of the scrap station and prepare for production.

Then, he pushed his bicycle and went to a familiar unit to borrow a large iron pot, a stove, an iron bucket and other equipment.

The workers of Shaxi Society were also mobilized by him, doing things when they had something to do, and going out to run when they had nothing to do, borrowing raw materials and equipment, so as to start production in the shortest possible time.

Song Qiong stayed at the scrap yard, and once the equipment was in place, he immediately organized personnel to carry out production.

In the evening, before getting off work, two new cauldrons were added and four pots of soap were boiled.

In the evening, after dinner, Song Qiong rushed to the gate of the County Workers' Cultural Palace, met with Hou Chaonan, and went to meet the person he said.

"Uncle Hou, now you should always tell me who you want to see later, right?" Song Qiong had already asked Hou Chaonan a few times who the person they wanted to see was, and Hou Chaonan talked about him every time, but he didn't say anything.

This time, Hou Chaonan still shook his head: "Hehe, I'll see you later, what are you anxious about?" ”

Hou Chaonan took Song Qiong and walked to Xuewen Road behind the Cultural Palace, his eyes aimed at Song Qiong, wanting to see his reaction.

After a few days of contact, Song Qiong's sophistication and calmness made him admire him very much, and at the same time he felt too demonic, how could a young man less than twenty years old be like a forty or fifty-year-old person, calculate everything well, and not be shocked?

He really wanted to see Song Qiong's puzzled, curious, and surprised look.

However, he was disappointed again, Song Qiong just smiled bitterly and shook his head, without the slightest anxiety because he couldn't get an answer: "Uncle Hou, why are you doing this?" ”

Hou Chaonan was suddenly discouraged, this guy is really a demon, but he seems to be a little childish!

But he still didn't say who he wanted to see, and the surname Suo was angry to the end, to see if Song Qiong could really "Taishan collapse in front of him without changing color".

Xuewen Road is an old road, the road surface is not wide, the west side of the road is the Workers' Cultural Palace, the east side is the Zhongling County Guest House, all are old buildings, the two sides of the road are planted with ficus fine-leaved, and the leaves rustle in the night wind.

After walking not far forward, a small gate appeared on the side of the road, Hou Chaonan walked over, said hello to the people in the gatehouse, and walked into a compound with Song Qiong.

Song Qiong grew up in Zhongling in his previous life, but it is not clear which unit this compound belongs to, near the intersection of Xuewen Road and Renmin Road, there are dense government compounds, in addition to the Cultural Palace, the county Zhao, the county party committee compound, the county commercial bureau, the people's shopping mall, the post office, the public security bureau, etc., are all around.

Before Song Qiong could figure it out, Hou Chaonan had already taken him into a four- or five-story apartment building, walked to the third floor, and reached out and knocked on the door of a family in the middle.

"Squeak", the door was opened, and the figure of a girl with a letter appeared at the door, and greeted crisply: "Second uncle, you are here-"

"Huh, Song Qiong? What are you doing here? ”

Seeing Song Qiong behind Hou Chaonan, the girl couldn't help but be surprised.

Song Qiong was also surprised, but it was also fleeting, and greeted the other party with a smile: "Huang Qi, hello, Director Hou brought me here." ”

"Oh!"

Huang Qi looked at Hou Chaonan suspiciously.

Hou Chaonan had been observing Song Qiong all the time, and although he was surprised, his reaction was still very flat, and he couldn't help pouting, this guy was really a demon.

At this time, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded in the room again: "Aqi, don't let your second uncle come in yet." ”

Huang Qi hurriedly got out of the way from the door: "Well, come in!" ”

Song Qiong followed Hou Chaonan and walked into the room.

The house looks a little bigger than the Song family's tube, but it's still very simple.

The entrance is a small hall, five or six square meters, on the left is the kitchen, bathroom, and on the right there are two rooms, the layout of the hall is very simple, a red lacquered table of eight immortals, a table for putting things, and a few high-backed chairs.

A pair of middle-aged men and women sat at the table, the man combed his big back, his hair was very back, his head was wide and shiny, and his appearance was majestic, he looked up, lowered his head again, and continued to eat.

The woman is about forty years old, with short ear-length hair, a friendly face, and an elegant temperament, seeing an outsider, she quickly stood up: "Coming south, who is this?" ”

There was also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy on the table, who quickly cleaned the rice in the bowl, put the bowl on the table, and wiped his mouth: "Second uncle, you sit here." ”

"Sister, brother-in-law, you just eat, is it late for my brother-in-law to come back?" Hou Chaonan sat on the chair, glanced back at Song Qiong, and didn't mean to introduce him.

He wanted to see what this demon would do.

Song Qiong saw Hou Chaonan's careful thinking thoroughly, couldn't help but smile, and said to the slightly stunned and embarrassed woman: "Auntie, hello, my name is Song Qiong, it's good if you call me Xiao Song." I am a colleague of Director Hou, and he said that he would bring me over and report to the leader. ”

He also saw that the big back on the table, that is, Huang Qi's father, must be a cadre, looking at the aura, it should be a real cadre, in Zhongling, at least the main leader of the county, or the leader of an important bureau.

There are not many leaders surnamed Huang in the county, but unfortunately Song Qiong still doesn't understand, otherwise, he will definitely be able to recognize that Huang Qi's father is Huang Ruhan, deputy director of the county Revolutionary Committee.

However, Song Qiong had even seen the central leaders in his previous life, so naturally he would not lose his square inch.

Huang Ruhan didn't say anything, and he didn't mean to stand up, and when he heard Song Qiong's words, he couldn't help frowning, looked up at him, and said coldly: "Chaonan, if there is anything, you will report to the leaders of the club tomorrow." ”

Hou Chaonan couldn't help glaring at Song Qiong, and said with a sneer: "Brother-in-law, it's not a business matter, it's something of my own, I can't get an idea, please help with the staff officer." ”

He said to Song Qiong again: "Xiao Song, this is Director Huang Ruhan of the County Revolutionary Committee. ”

"Hello Director Huang." Song Qiong respectfully sent out his greetings, but without the slightest surprise, he had already thought of it.

Hou Chaonan suddenly became even more helpless, this guy really didn't even have a little surprise.

"Hehe, second uncle, dad and mom, you talk about things, I'll go to Qiangjun's house to watch TV." Huang Qi's younger brother Huang Jun said.

The middle-aged woman, that is, Huang Qi's mother, Hou Xinhua, glared at her son: "Your second uncle is rarely here, why did he run outside again?" ”

"Who told you not to buy a TV?" The young man retorted, opened the door and walked away.

"Mom, ignore him." Huang Qi pulled Hou Xinhua back, looked back at Song Qiong strangely twice, and when he saw Song Qiong looking over, he hurriedly flashed his gaze.

Thinking that she was watching "Popular Movie" yesterday and was caught by Song Qiong, Huang Qi felt panicked.

Hou Xinhua didn't notice his daughter's abnormal performance, and greeted with a smile: "Chaonan, and Xiao Song, right, have you eaten, let's eat together?" ”

Song Qiong shook his head with a smile: "I've eaten it, you can eat it." ”

Hou Chaonan also shook his head: "I've eaten it." ”

"Oh, so what's the matter with you, tell me first." Hou Xinhua said, and asked Huang Qi to pour two glasses of water: "This girl is becoming more and more ignorant." ”

"Where, Aqi is terrible this time, the soap they got has been highly praised and affirmed by the county leaders, and the society has decided to list it as a key project and fully support it." Hou Chaonan said with a smile.

Huang Qi took a sip: "Second uncle, you are laughing at people again, this thing was done by Song Qiong, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Oh, you're Song Qiong who makes soap?" Huang Ruhan finally put down his rice bowl, raised his head, and looked at Song Qiong with great interest.