Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Golden Wind Doesn't Move the Cicada (End, Ask for a Monthly Pass)
Since Xue Xiang took out a black leather bag from his waist armor and took out four bundles of unity, the room was full of pins and needles could be heard, and then the sound of heavy breathing sounded like thunder. The table full of banknotes shook so that the party members were dizzy, and the elderly party members even pulled each other's beards to confirm whether they were dreaming or not. Li Yongjun also looked sluggish, although he went to Hanshui with Xue Xiang, he also listened to Su Xiaowu's quotation. But at that time, I heard that the most expensive white pine lù was only 2,000 yuan a catty, and the more than ten catties of pine lù brought with me were the most miscellaneous sè and black sè, how could I not sell it for so much money, I am afraid that there are not 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. How did Li Yongjun know that the newly appointed director Xiong of the Baicao Hall, in order to thank Xue Xiang for overthrowing the original director Wang Chengjia for him, he deliberately purchased it at the price of the special white pine lù, and the pair of snake palms belonging to Xue Xiang was even offered a sky-high price of 7,000 yuan. Xue Xiang clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention: "Okay, don't stare at each eye like a bell, that's right, this is the whole 20,000 yuan from our sale of pine lù this time, six" At this point, the exclamation below almost knocked over the roof, and the chair fell to the ground. If it is said that these party members were stunned before, they are simply frightened stupid at this time. Previously, everyone stared at the banknotes on the table, estimating that there were hundreds of thousands, and they didn't dare to think about it at all. In their meagre count, hundreds or thousands are already a lot of money, who knows that Xue Xianghudi reported 20,000 yuan, which is tantamount to throwing an atomic bomb into the crowd. "Okay, I've really become a toad at the bottom of the well, and I've never seen the sky. 20,000 yuan seems to be a lot, if it is according to the head, we have 2,000 people in the small mountain tun, and one person is only ten yuan, and ten yuan will smash your eyes blind? It's still far from what the old man said at the beginning, so that you can eat a full meal for a year. Okay, listen to the old man talk about business, if anyone likes to look at money, when the old man finishes speaking, you can go to sleep with the money. Seeing that the captain began to call himself an old man again, everyone hurriedly picked up their chairs and sat down, although their eyes were still glued to the money, their minds calmed down. Xue Xiang waited for everyone to sit down, and then told him about the opening of the pig farm. As for running a feed farm, you have to take your time and say that you want to run two factories in one breath, and you have to smash everyone up. How do you know that he is so cautious, but he is still unanimously opposed by everyone, and everyone is gossiping, and it is simply a pot. "Captain, aren't you kidding us to run a factory? We can't feed our stomachs, where do we dare to expect this" "Captain, don't make a mistake. Since you came to support Shantun, although it has only been a few days, you have nothing to say about these things, which really convinces us. But if you want to say that you want to run a factory, it is really unreliable, we have only Hongmiao Village and Jiuli Village in the whole company, but which one is not a loss, and I still owe the money to the society and can't pay it off. We can't see that it's a pit, and jump in" "Captain, this time my Lao Li doesn't support you, maybe we can discuss other factories and raise pigs!" You still don't have enough to eat, what do you feed the pigs, you can't fill it with water" "Yes, captain" Li Yongjun just sat down, Han Donglin stood up and continued to fire. How do you know that Xue Xiang was tired of hearing it, and slapped it on the table: "Shut up, sit down for the old man, and ask you to speak, to discuss how to build a pig factory, how many pigs to raise, and how to assign tasks, not to ask if you can build it, the old man doesn't need you to worry about it." Besides, is this pig factory a loss or a profit, and can it harm you? It's sour, it's rotten, it's not all within 20,000 yuan, and I don't want you to raise funds, we can't sell it, let's share the meat ourselves. "That's right, it's a good luck, anyway, this captain doesn't plan to divide the money, rather than let him toss around in other places, it's better to raise pigs, it's the meat that rots in the pot." Some people think that raising pigs is not a good idea. The other part felt that his arm could not twist the captain's big tuǐ, and he didn't dare to distinguish it anymore. Xue Xiang saw that everyone was no longer entangled in the question of whether to raise pigs or not, so he began to let everyone discuss the specific details of building the factory. Who knew that these people said that it was up to the captain to decide, and they directly exerted their strength, and actually pushed 625 and kicked the ball back to Xue Xiang. Seeing this shape, Xue Xiangzhen wanted to slap himself: Isn't this nothing to do, one person counts the short, and the two count the long, it is not suitable to use it here at all, and it is simply a thorn in the face to talk about management and coordination with these people. No matter, let's throw off my arms first, the old man has to wade through this river with a stone! "The bitter hahas of the backers have been made
"Jinniu Mountain is full of golden bumps", "20,000 yuan, have you seen it, pile it up, it's a room", "............" I don't know when, the happy shop suddenly became popular with the three words "backing mountain" and "Jinniu Mountain" small "20,000 yuan". The top 10 teams of this society, 20,000 members of the small club began to talk about this topic almost at the same time. When Xue Xiang learned the news, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. He, a layman, just followed his own idea and scribbled a sketch of the pig farm, and was woken up by Li Yongjun before he finished sleeping. "My captain, your heart is so big, your eyebrows are burning, how can you act like you're nothing." The sweat on Li Yongjun's face was like a waterfall, and the qi was uneven, so he opened his cavity, obviously running a long distance to this point. Xue Xiang didn't know what was going on, and asked him why, only then did he know that it was because he was in the classroom that time, and the news actually spread. Xue Xiang rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned: "If you know, you know, they dare to come to the arms of the old man and can't rob it." Xue Xiang didn't think it was a big deal, he didn't plan to cover it in the first place. I can't cover it in the first place, even if I cover the news, can the news of Jianzhu F still be covered? As soon as the pig factory is built, others don't have to ask if the funds come from, and sooner or later they will leak, so it's better not to cover it. Seeing that Xue Xiang was unhurried and sleepy, Li Yongjun stomped his feet, pulled Xue Xiang, and asked him to get down, and his mouth was not idle: "Captain, they don't dare to come to you to rob it, but the whole fucking swarm to drill into Jinniu Mountain." Pheasants and hares, I don't care about being distressed, and later, the more than 100 wild boars you were worried about before will have to be confessed. Xue Xiang heard that there was a fire in the temple and he panicked, jumped off the chuáng, took off his shoes and ran out, and he was so anxious that he couldn't do it. Why are you so anxious? It turned out that after the mountain god was destroyed, the treasure mountain of Jinniu Mountain naturally could not escape the various natural resources that could be realized in Xue Xiang's clutches, and he asked people to go into the mountain to search for it. Who knew that as soon as everyone reported, he just wanted to vomit blood, and he couldn't wait to drag out the mountain god who had turned to ashes and slaughter it again. It turned out that in addition to the wild fruits in this Golden Bull Mountain, the mountain treasures and medicines were not found, and the mountain fowl and beasts in the mountain were almost wiped out by the scourge of the mountain god, and only some pheasants and hares that were difficult to plug the teeth of the mountain god escaped by luck, and the only thing that made Xue Xiang a little relieved was that there were still four or five wild boar herds that survived, and it was expected that the mountain god had reserved rations for himself, but now it became a trophy. Xue Xiangzao planned to collect these wild boars into the pig farm factory, and set up a special group, which also happened to reduce the financial pressure of the first investment. He planned to bring people in to catch pigs as soon as the pig factory looked good. How do you know that at this moment, someone actually grabbed his head and started it, isn't this a tiger's whiskers? Xue Xianggang... ran out of the door, but met the old Jiang who rode his bicycle last time and asked him to go to the club for a meeting. Lao Jiang came here, or the same thing, and informed him to go to the club for a meeting. The commune recruited him, and he couldn't excuse himself, so he had to shout to Li Yongjun to order the young men in Qitunzi to protect the mountain first, and then come to clean up the mess after he finished the meeting. The room was still the same room, the table was still the same table, and even the clouds that filled the room with smoke seemed to be the same as it was that day. But as soon as Xue Xiang's right foot stepped into the conference room, and the soles of his feet hadn't even touched the ground, he felt weird. Everyone's eyes were staring at him in unison, green, like wolves staring at their prey, which made him shiver in his bones. Xue Xianggang sat down in the lower right hand position at the end of the tail, and the secretary who was making the record hurriedly carried the water bottle and poured him a glass of water and held it up. Although Xue Xiang held the title of deputy director of the commune, his rank was not the lowest, and the commune also arranged an office for him, but he never worked a day in the commune. Because of this, he didn't even know who the male secretary was named and who his name was, let alone whose secretary it was. It is said that Ma Shankui's secretary is the first secretary of the commune and is responsible for the minutes of the meeting, but Cai Gaozhi of the happy shop commune is very tight, maybe it is his secretary. Seeing this secretary, Xue Xiang suddenly thought that on the night he first arrived, Ma Shankui was put on the spot by his secretary Wu Tianqiao, I don't know how Lao Ma chose the secretary? How did Cai Gaozhi become a trick? A secretary poured a glass of water, which led Xue Xiang to think so much, but at the moment, he didn't have time to give him a fugue. As soon as the Qingxiu secretary stepped down, Ma Shankui opened. "Director Xue, I heard that you have made a windfall by relying on the mountains, why, don't give us lùlù, it's not a good habit to hide and collect." As soon as Ma Shankui spoke, Xue Xiang knew that it was a night owl who had nothing to do when he entered the house. Lao Ma's voice fell, and he picked up: "Who is spreading it blindly, tǐng is lively." I've come all the way, but more than one or two have asked me that. Lao Feng of the non-staple food store and Sister Chu of the supply and marketing cooperatives all pulled me and asked, you see that the clothes are torn. It's just 20,000 yuan, as for it. Hearing Xue Xiang's words, Wei Dong, the deputy director who was drinking water, squirted out, and the deputy director Jiang Wenyuan, who was sitting opposite him, squirted all over his face. Wei Dong hurriedly got up to wipe Jiang Wenyuan, who smiled and waved his hand, wiped his face himself, but opened his mouth to Xue Xiang. Don't be so cruel, you didn't ask for a single vote.