The weather in Yongping is getting colder and colder, and the New Year is approaching. Zhang Qingyun finally received a notice that he could go to Yuequan Town to report. However, in Yongping, the township level has not taken holidays in accordance with the national statutory holidays, and the townships in Yongping often take holidays in advance and delay work.

Zhang Qingyun called the political axe of Yuequan Town, the political axe has been on vacation, and it makes no sense for him to report now, so he decided to go to work after the year, during this time he was at home and seriously considered the major events of Yongping's economic development, but he was not idle.

During this period, he participated in a New Year's citrus development work conference hosted by the Citrus Office, and Wu Dezhi participated in the meeting. Zhang Qingyun became familiar with everyone, and also got to know his partner - Qin Yunguo, a tall man with a scar on his face. If he is not a cadre, he is the boss of the underworld, and he is designated not to wear makeup.

At this meeting, Zhang Qingyun didn't say a word, he was all listening. Wu Dezhi delivered a long speech entitled "Building a Citrus Capital and Deepening the Reform of the Citrus Industry". The speech mentioned that the Yongping County Party Committee and the county government have decided to spend 10 million yuan for the brand promotion of Yongping citrus and the plan to support citrus processing and trade enterprises, and proposed that the money will be managed by the county citrus office, and each township has a share, which has given the originally lifeless venue a little vitality.

Only Zhang Qingyun shook his head secretly when he heard it, it seems that the political axe will never be spent on the blade, Wu Dezhi's report he understood, and proposed to hold a citrus cultural festival, inviting a large number of celebrities to come to cheer, in order to expand the influence of Yongping citrus in the country and start its popularity.

Zhang Qingyun believes that this is purely playing the piano, and the fundamental problem of the development of Yongping citrus is not in this place. Through this period of study, understand: Zhang Qingyun believes that the core of Yongping citrus is to solve three major problems:

The first problem is that the variety is single, the whole Yongping is seedless citrus and navel orange, Zhang Qingyun vaguely remembered in his previous life, around 2005, the ponkan and reed mandarins were more popular and could be sold at a good price, so the introduction of new citrus varieties as soon as possible, Zhang Qingyun thought it was the core.

The second problem is that the quality of the fruit has not improved, and in today's society, the fruit should not only be sweet and delicious, but also important in appearance and health. Yongping's citrus does not have strict grading of fruits, and the size is sold together, which does not reflect the grade, and the market cannot be opened.

The third problem is that Yongping does not pay enough attention to the deep processing of citrus, and the fruit is easy to rot and is not suitable for storage, so it is necessary to develop the deep processing of fruits in the place of origin. Now there are several canneries in the whole town of Yongping, and the deep processing of several other towns is still blank. Therefore, it is very important to build or introduce a number of fruit deep processing enterprises.

Zhang Qingyun believes that if these problems are not solved, just inviting a few popular stars to sing and dance will not play a role at all. After the excitement, the oranges are still inevitably bad luck to rot on the tree. Citrus culture? When Zhang Qingyun thought of this word, he thought of the cultural flood across the country a few years later, tea culture, citrus culture, crab culture, tobacco culture...... Damn, where did so much culture come from in this world? The word culture is refreshing when it is first proposed, but when all walks of life use the word, the listener can only be disgusted.

Of course, these are Zhang Qingyun's own thoughts, and he will definitely not say it to touch the mold of martial arts. Citrus Office, the county party committee, and the county government axe do what they like, Zhang Qingyun already has his own set of plans. The toss in the county can also indirectly cheer him on.

With an idea, Zhang Qingyun said that he would do it, and he immediately made trouble with the citrus office, saying that they sent too few technicians to Yuequan Town, which made Xiong Zhehua, the director of the citrus office, cry and laugh. Other towns always came to him and said that he had little money, and no one wanted technicians at all, but Zhang Qingyun wanted people. With a wave of his hand, he gave it to the four technicians who graduated from Agricultural University in Yuequan Town, this kind of work that does not cost much effort and can sell favors, of course he is willing to do it.

After the technician's work is done, Zhang Qingyun's second step is to discuss with Bian Huanghuang to expand the scale of business operations and expand product lines. Zhang Qingyun persuaded him that now the cost of citrus is low, and deep processing is promising, and if he can process preserved fruits, he will not worry about no market.

Zhang Qingyun is worthy of being an investor in his previous life, and he has very rich experience in business operations, so he pulled Bian Huanghuang to analyze it, and the old man was so excited. Ai Fagui couldn't help but want to buy shares, and in order to cheer him up, Zhang Qingyun also took 100,000 yuan and voted for him in the name of Yin Su'e, counting a share.

In this way, Bian Huanghuang scraped together more than 5 million funds and is ready to buy equipment next year. Zhang Qingyun took the opportunity to greet the county party committee and asked the county party committee to give certain policy support to citrus enterprises.

Several bigwigs in Huang Songshan have long been worried about the unsalable citrus, and unanimously agreed that the political axe can come forward to help Bian Huanghuang take out a low-interest loan, and give certain preferential treatment in taxes, so that Bian Huanghuang has money and ideas, and he has already gone to the provincial capital to buy equipment.

"Qingyun, Mom just called and asked us to go home for dinner in the evening, saying that there are guests at home." Geng Shuang walked behind Zhang Qingyun and said softly.

"Oh? Guest? Uncle Bian, are they coming back? Zhang Qingyun stood up and said.

Geng Shuang shook his head and said with a sneer: "I don't know, if there are any guests, the old man always hopes that we can go back to eat more, don't you?" ”

Zhang Qingyun grinned, stepped forward and kissed Geng Shuang, and said, "Then clean up and go!" I've been in the house all day and I'm feeling a little dizzy. ”

Geng Shuang's face flushed, he took a bite of him, helped him take his clothes from the sofa and put them on, and washed and dressed himself for a long time before the two went out hand in hand.

"Dad, Mom. Let's do it! What kind of distinguished guests are there at home......" Zhang Qingyun opened the door, halfway through his words, and immediately stopped. He rubbed his eyes, that's right! There was Ma Shan sitting on the sofa.

"Green ...... Cloud! Ma Shan saw Zhang Qingyun's eyes light up, but his gaze looked at Geng Shuang behind him.

"Secretary Zhang! You're back? Zhang Qingyun turned his head and saw that Ma Dongliang and his wife were also here, Ma Dongliang stood up carelessly, touched her wife with his elbow, and motioned for her to stand up.

"Ugh! Uncle Ma! You sit, you sit! Zhang Qingyun was slightly embarrassed, turned his head to Geng Shuang and said, "This is Ma Shan, my classmate." These two are her parents, Aunt Feng is also a teacher, and her parents are colleagues. ”

Geng Shuang hurriedly stepped forward to salute and naturally sat next to Ma Shan.

"Qingyun is back? Come, come, help me take a look at these two bottles of wine, I can't tell what to do, your Uncle Ma came over for dinner today, we have to drink two glasses. Zhang Denian came out of the room with two bottles of Moutai in his hand and said with a smile.

There was a smell in the kitchen, and my mother was busy working inside. Zhang Qingyun felt a little stiff in his movements, Ma Dongliang came to his house to give gifts and pull relationships, and he couldn't say anything in front of his father and mother, which was really nerve-wracking.

"Ah Shuang, go and help your mother serve the food! Uncle Ma, you can sit casually first, and the meal will be ready immediately! Zhang Qingyun took the wine from Zhang Denian's hand casually, picked a bottle casually, put it on the table, and said.

Ma Dongliang hurriedly got up and said it didn't matter, since Zhang Qingyun came in the door, he was a little nervous, and he didn't understand why. Since the last time he was beaten by Zhang Qingyun at the Liushuihe Hotel, he has had nightmares every day.

I was expecting Zhang Qingyun to be transferred to Liziping, and after staying away from the county seat, his mentality would be better. Who knows that people are in charge of Yuequan Town, Yuequan Town Coal Mine He has half of the shares, and it is indispensable to communicate with the town party committee and town government axe, which is impossible to hide, so I have to bring a family to the door to see if I can ease the relationship.

When Ma Dongliang's wife saw that her husband was nervous, she was nervous for no reason. She watched Zhang Qingyun grow up, and before she came, she thought she was just a little child, but after meeting, she found that Zhang Qingyun was too far from what she imagined, and this invisible pressure came immediately.

She usually gossips and likes to inquire about some things, Zhang Qingyun is very famous in Yongping now, how can she not hear about it? She was very fond of the prospective son-in-law candidate, Wu Zhiqiang was all obedient to him, and when she looked at the current momentum of others, of course she was beating the drum in her heart.

Geng Shuang stood up and prepared to enter the kitchen, and Ma Shan also stood up and said, "I'm going to help my aunt too!" After speaking, he glanced at Geng Shuang, Geng Shuang smiled kindly at her, and the two girls entered the kitchen one after the other.

Ma Dongliang's heart was relieved, thinking that this daughter would really come in handy, Zhang Qingyun looked at his daughter's face, and maybe he wouldn't be embarrassed.

With the help of Geng Shuang and the others, Yin Su'e's dishes were served quickly, and a table full of dishes was rectified in a while. Yin Su'e came out of the kitchen with a pot of rice and said with a smile:

"Old Ma, Sister Feng! Come, come, all on the table. Let's eat a little bit of home-cooked food! Qingyun, help serve the rice. ”

"We come by ourselves, we come by ourselves!" Ma Dongliang said in a hurry, quickly stepped forward to take the rice cooker from Yin Su'e's hand, and his wife picked up the spoon and began to serve the rice. Zhang Qingyun stretched out his hand halfway, but had to put it down again.

Yin Su'e glanced at Ma Dongliang and his wife strangely, and felt a little strange in her heart, don't these Ma Dongliang and his wife usually have eyes on their foreheads? I used to see myself with a high-minded demeanor, why are you so enthusiastic today?

Zhang Qingyun had nothing to do, and it was not good to dry the pestle, so he had to wash the cup and pour wine. The wine was poured, the dishes were ready, and Geng Shuang and Ma Shan also came out of the kitchen and sat down. The two worked together in the kitchen for a while, and they seemed to be familiar with each other, Ma Shan naturally called Sister Geng Shuang, and they got along quite well.

The wine and food were all together, everyone started, Yin Su'e was very hospitable, and kept persuading Ma Dongliang and his wife to eat food, but the two were obviously a little restrained, and often got up involuntarily. Zhang Qingyun shook his head again and again, although he hated Ma Dongliang in his heart, he hadn't thought about putting on small shoes for him, he was so restrained, didn't he ask for his own hardship? It's better to be generous with the surname Suo, so that everyone is at ease.

(To be continued)