With the entry of the construction team of the city's first construction company, it marks that Guoguang Building Materials Factory has officially entered the construction stage.

Li Guoguang registered the Guoguang Building Materials Factory, which was listed under the name of the Baixing Village Collective, and then signed a contract with Qianjin Farm to contract 1,000 acres of wasteland for 30 years, and the contract stipulated that Guoguang Building Materials Factory would contract 1,000 mu of wasteland to Qianjin Farm at a price of 8 yuan per mu per year, specifically the plots within the line D177 to X955 and B351 to N744. Adopt the method of negotiation once every ten years, and at the same time stipulate that within 10 working days after the contract is signed, Guoguang Building Materials Factory will pay a one-time rent for 10 years of Qianqian Farm. For the next 20 years, the rent will be paid on a 10-year basis.

In other words, Guoguang Building Materials Factory must pay 80,000 yuan in rent to Qianjin Farm within 10 days.

Chen Guangrong, who contributed to this incident, received high praise and various praises from the farm leaders, and the worthless wasteland became a huge amount of additional income, which made the farm leaders very happy. In return to Guoguang Building Materials Factory, the farm leaders instructed Chen Guangrong to give full help.

Chen Guangrong naturally spared no effort.

Li Lu originally just wanted to put up the name of his father, but the result was that after Li Guoguang understood the situation, he wanted to take Cai Yefen to live here, and he wanted to build the factory well. The Li Lu brothers finally persuaded their mother Cai Yefen, but they couldn't persuade Li Guoguang.

As a result, Li Lu could only rely on Li Guoguang.

The most stressful is Yang Qingsong, these elders in the village, the most feared by these young people is Li Guoguang, every time they see him, it is like a mouse seeing a cat. However, Yang Qingsong soon discovered the benefits of Uncle Guoguang's sitting.

Yang Wanjin found several people to ask for the location of the factory, and then rode a bicycle to find it. As soon as he got there, he saw the construction scene in full swing, the construction workers shouting and mixing the mud, the workers digging the foundation wielding shovels, and the trucks pulling bricks and river sand to unload the open space one by one.

Although the scene was so shocking, Yang Wanjin was angry when he thought that his son was putting a good iron rice bowl in a state-owned factory and going to work in a private factory in this barren mountain and wilderness.

He parked the car, took out the pig-killing knife tied to the back seat and lifted it in his hand, and strode to the construction site, yelling: "Yang Qingsong, you little bastard, get out of here!" I'm going to chop you up today! You little bastard, don't dare to resign! Get out of here! ”

Yang Wanjin, who was full of meat, carried a pig-killing knife, and his fierce appearance shocked everyone.

Yang Qingsong was discussing the specific construction plan with the engineer of the city's first construction company, and when he heard the voice, his heart was half cold, and he turned his head to see that it was really him, he subconsciously locked his head, and his whole body began to tremble.

He is a butcher who inherits his father's business.

Yang Wanjin is a well-known butcher in ten miles and eight towns, no matter how fat the pig is and how strong the cow, he will guarantee you to handle it properly. As his name suggests, he claims to be powerful, and no beast can escape his hands. The most proud thing in his life is that he has cultivated his eldest son and become a butcher with a state system, which is something he wanted to achieve all his life but did not achieve.

One of the things he is most proud of is that he sent his eldest son to the slaughterhouse and became a butcher with an iron rice bowl. But now, all this has been ruined by his eldest son himself.

For him, it was as if the sky was about to fall, how could he live this day.

Yang Qingsong had a broken liver and gall, and ran away.

Several construction engineers of the city's first construction company were discussing with Yang Qingsong how to play the foundation, and suddenly saw him running away with a pale face, as if he had seen something very terrifying.

The engineers did not dare to look down on this young factory director at all, and he was a very good young man. In the past few days, all they saw was Yang Qingsong's scolding of Fang Xuan, so they were very surprised by his appearance of a mouse seeing a cat.

Yang Wanjin chased after him with a pig-killing knife.

At this time, the workers reacted, and suddenly became nervous, shouting and rushing over with hoes to stop. They also thought that someone who had eaten the heart of a bear and a leopard dared to run to the construction site to make money and kill him.

Yang Qingsong looked back and was frightened, and quickly stopped, he was afraid that other people would hurt his father without knowing it.

Li Guoguang was faster than him, he didn't know where to rush out, and yelled: "Stop!" ”

It is the boss who speaks better than the factory manager.

The workers of Guoguang Building Materials Factory are mainly villagers from Baixing Village, so they all know that this factory is run by the third child of the Li family, and the third child of the Li family is the boss. And nominally, this factory is Li Guoguang's. Of course, these people know which one has the final say.

The most important thing is that the villagers of Baixing Village who work in Guoguang Building Materials Factory are all young men in their teens and twenties, and there are so many elders in so many families in the village, and they are most afraid of Li Guoguang. Because almost all people of Baixing Village's age had gone to school in the village primary school at that time, and Li Guoguang was the principal of the village primary school at that time.

There are no students who are not afraid of the principal.

They all stopped.

"Dali, what are you doing, you're going to kill your son!" Li Guoguang strode towards Yang Wanjin and shouted loudly.

Yang Wanjin stood abruptly, and the whole person was stunned, "Brother Guoguang, why are you here?" ”

"This is our family's factory, I'm not here where I am." Li Guoguang walked up to Yang Wanjin with a cold face and stared at him.

The pig-killing knife in his hand was involuntarily put down and quietly hidden, Yang Wanjin didn't expect to meet Li Guoguang here, let alone that this factory belonged to the Li family.

"Brother Guoguang......" Yang Wanjin said hesitantly, and when he looked at Yang Qingsong in the distance, he was still angry.

Li Guoguang waved his hand, waved his hand and said to the others, "Let's all go to work, this is Director Yang's father." ”

Everyone suddenly realized, and then they were relieved to work. Those young men from Baixing Village laughed at the workers who rushed forward with their hoes - that was Lao Tzu beating his son, what are you making a fuss about. These workers were all peasants recruited by Li Guoguang himself to some villages he was more familiar with, and they were all in their thirties and forties, which was the age when men were under the greatest pressure. Guoguang Building Materials Factory has a basic salary of 50 yuan a month, as well as other subsidies, and can get more than 200 yuan a month, which is an absolute high salary.

The most important thing is that they have six days off every month, and they are paid as they are. If you don't work and pay back, all the good things in the world seem to fall on your head, so you work very hard.

The onlookers dispersed, Li Guoguang called Yang Qingsong over, pulled Yang Wanjin to the rest shed over there, and said, "Don't be angry, sit down and drink a cup of tea and talk slowly." ”

Yang Wanjin was so anxious that he said, "Brother Guoguang, you weren't at home back then, don't you know how hard it took me to get that little bastard into the slaughterhouse." begging people, giving gifts, moving household registration, and finally eating public meals, he is good, he won't do it if he doesn't do it! ”

Yang Qingsong couldn't help but say, "The slaughterhouse is going to go out of business!" What a rush! ”

"Little bastard!" Yang Wanjin's gesture was to cut him, and he was dragged by Li Guoguang's wrist, Yang Wanjin didn't dare to fight against Li Guoguang, so he could only stare at Yang Qingsong with hatred.

Li Guoguang pulled Yang Wanjin to sit down and glared at Yang Qingsong, "Make some good tea for your father." ”

Yang Qingsong hurriedly got busy.