Two good friends, Tong Liuzi and Yang Qiuyun, put down their business in Shanghai and led the whole family, coming and going in a hurry, which made Bai Shou very moved.

Chen Liang said with a smile: "The two of them, taking this afternoon's long-distance bus, should be on the road now." They said that they would try to go home for the Chinese New Year this year, and then let you invite them to drink. ”

Bai Shou nodded, looked at Chen Liang and said, "What about you, why don't you sit." ”

"You must be busy, so I won't bother. I'll go back to Wenqiao Street tomorrow morning and call me if I have something. ”

"Wait, sit down, I have something important for you to do."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Chen Liang asked as he sat down.

"Does Lao Wei often come to Wenqiao Street?"

"Often, at least once a week, sometimes twice a week."

"Okay, okay." Bai Hand nodded and said, "Liangzi, if you call Lao Wei, just say that I said it." I have a very, very important matter, I want to discuss with him and Boss Li Weifeng, and ask him to accompany Boss Li Weifeng to come to me, the sooner the better. ”

"Hey, what's important?"

"Huh...... It is not yet possible to say. ”

Chen Liang got up and said, "Okay, I'll contact Lao Wei as soon as possible." ”

"Remember, the sooner the better."

Sent Chen Liang to the door with his white hands.

The old captain drank a little high, and sat on the couch in the office, humming and half-asleep.

"Dirt, dirt cub, you're conspiring again."

The white hand grinned, "Why am I playing a conspiracy?" ”

"You, you talk to Ryoko, dang, in front of me, no, you don't want to say it."

"Huh...... Old fellow, your ears are pretty bright? "It's hard to get rid of it.

"Tell me, tell me."

The white hand smiled: "Your old man's mouth is broken, I can't tell you." ”

"Tu cub, I'm the director, and my tail is up to the sky."

He lit two cigarettes with his white hands, took one in his mouth, and stuffed the other into the old captain's mouth.

"Uncle, I'll send you home, let's talk tomorrow."

"Don't go, don't go." The old captain was like a child, and his body simply lay on the sofa.

The white hand couldn't help laughing, because he saw through it, and the old guy was pretending to be drunk.

"Uncle, don't be sad. The times are different, you have struggled all your life, and you have only been the deputy captain, and you are still a nominal person. But overnight, I became the village chief without much effort. Hehe, this person is more angry than people. ”

"Tu Cub, Tu Cub, are you angry with me?"

The white hand smiled evilly: "Don't pretend, if you have something to say, you have nothing to leave." ”

"Hey......

"Say, say it, whatever I can do, I will never say anything."

"Really?" The old captain sat up sharply, as agile as a young man.

"A mouthful of foam and a nail."

The old captain said: "When I mobilized those old guys to vote for you, I said a big thing. I said that as long as you become the village director, you will personally pay for the opera troupe to sing for five days in a row. ”

"Huh...... That's it? ”

"Hand, since the opening, our village has not invited an opera troupe to sing. Our Bai Village is a big village, and it is still the first professional village in the township, and this reputation and strength are not commensurate. ”

Bai Shou asked, "How much does it cost to sing a five-day opera?" ”

"I know that. The average troupe needs about six or seven hundred yuan. A better drama troupe needs a thousand yuan for five days. ”

looked at the old captain with a white smile, "Uncle, if I don't agree, are you very shameless?" ”

"Hehe, it's you, Director Bai, who is very faceless. I told people that this was your promise, and I was just passing the word. ”

"Hehe, you old fellow."

"Promised?"

White-handed smiled without saying a word.

"Promised?" The old captain punched his white hand.

"Yes, yes."

The old captain was overjoyed, got up and left, stumbled and almost hit the door.

The white hand was not at ease, hugged the old captain, and sent him all the way home.

After returning from the white hand, he was also not at peace, because the news of his appointment as the village director did not go away, and congratulatory phone calls came one after another.

Other administrative villages in Chentong Township, or branch secretaries or directors, all called to congratulate them.

In the eyes of other villages, Bai Village is a rich village, and it is natural for poor villages to take the initiative to show favor to rich villages.

But the next day, after he officially took office with his white hands, he couldn't help but feel bitter when he saw the accounts left by the previous term.

As of today, 31 August, the savings of Baicun's village-level finances are more than 3,570 yuan.

The two sets of team members are there, and there are five people in the account clearing team, and everyone comes together to check the financial balance of the village.

Ma Yuanfang, the new accountant, and Wang Guiqian, the new cashier, the two abacus sounded loudly.

That's right, it's minus three thousand five hundred and seventy-three two corners and nine points.

More than 800 yuan is owed to the township, which is for education expenses and military pensions.

More than 1,900 yuan in arrears of water conservancy fees. The water conservancy fee is two yuan per mu, and the more than 900 acres of paddy fields in the whole village should be directly handed over to the township, and the township should be transferred to the county water conservancy bureau.

It is estimated that the water conservancy fee was collected by the village and was misappropriated by the village.

There are also more than 800 yuan, which are the lost work expenses and subsidies of the members of the previous team.

Anything is possible if you have money, but you can't do without money.

Although he complained bitterly, he had already prepared for it, and he came to the village today with a briefcase and a bulging cloth bag.

He opened the sack and poured a bag of money on the table.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

A bundle of a thousand, a whole bundle of ten, a total of ten thousand.

"Don't be surprised, and don't say no. Our new team, we have to have the money to open it. ”

Chen Genlin said: "Xiaobai, you can't ask for it in the village, but you can borrow it." ”

Tong Guojun also nodded and said, "Yes, you can borrow it." ”

The white hand smiled, "Huh...... Borrow, of course. If I want to donate 10,000 yuan at once, I definitely don't want to, my ideological consciousness has not yet reached this height. ”

Tong Guojun smiled: "Okay, I thank you on behalf of the village." Uncle Yuan Fang, you give Xiaobai an IOU, and we will sign it collectively. ”

Bai Shou hurriedly emphasized, "Three years, no interest." ”

The village is temporarily rich.

Tong Guojun instructed Ma Xinmin, Ma Yuanfang, and Wang Guiqian to pay off the original debts within two or three days.

The accounts without money were very clear, and in just one day, Baicun realized the first public account in history.

Originally, everyone was still a little resistant, but he insisted, he said that he must be clear as the village director.

A total of eight account announcements were written, one posted on the bulletin board of the village department, and one for each natural village.

is busy with the affairs of the village, and the white hands are still busy with the affairs of the family.

September 1 is the day when primary and secondary schools in the county open.

The third brother, the eldest sister and the younger sister should all be sent to the county seat to study.

Early in the morning, Tong Guohua's tractor stopped in front of Bai's house.

The quilts, clothes, basins, books, etc. of the third brother, eldest sister and younger sister were loaded onto the tractor.

Under the urging of the white hand, the little one brushed his teeth, washed his face, ate, said goodbye to his mother, and then climbed on the tractor and sat down.

The tractor swooped away.

The white hand was not in a hurry, and after a while, he rode his motorcycle and ran to the county seat.