"Dad, there's a guest."

"Director, Defu, you guys are so polite this morning."

Welcoming two New Year's greetings with fruit and drinks in their hands, Wang Yongren, who was about to go out, shouted, and saw his father coming down from the second floor and greeting him politely.

Wang Yongren, who was not very familiar with him, also recognized that the one who was a little kind was the village director of Wangzhai Village, his hometown, and the other was a village cadre.

When Daddy entertained guests, he also obediently poured three cups of tea.

At this time, he will never leave directly, and basic politeness must be maintained.

"I didn't expect your family Ah Ren to be so old, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have become a great writer."

Director Wang, who was sitting on the leather sofa, smiled and praised this excellent 'village rising star'.

"The director laughed, my family Yongren is just working a little harder than ordinary young people."

In the past two years, I have heard too many outsiders praise his son, but Wang Youliang is not as polite as he was at the beginning, it seems too fake.

After all, if you count the entire Kangyong, there is no second young person who can achieve such achievements at the same age.

It's okay to be modest once in a while, but it's not appropriate to be overly modest.

"That's that, that's."

Regarding Wang Youliang's pride, the director and the two smiled cooperatively.

has such a proud son of a great writer, even in the entire Kangyong County, none of them feel that the other party is immodest.

"Yongren, this is Director Wang, this is your Uncle Defu, I hugged you when I was a child."

Guessing the thoughts of the two, Wang Youliang took the opportunity to introduce his son and motioned for his son to stay and suppress the formation.

"Uncle Wang is good, Uncle Wang is good."

Wang Yongren, who understood it, also sat down to accompany him.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, these two guests from their hometown village were not good.

“.”

After chatting for a few minutes, Director Wang, who had finished drinking a cup of tea, saw that the big writer in the village had refilled his water, so he quickly got up and waved his hand politely: "No, no, let's wait and leave." ”

"The New Year's Eve is coming, drink two more glasses."

Wang Youliang, who is hospitable by nature, said politely, and when he saw the other party sit down again, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It seems that this is really here to fight the autumn wind!

"Then you're welcome, your tea leaves are much more fragrant than the ones I used to drink."

Sitting down a little embarrassed, Director Wang took a sip of tea, his mouth full of compliments.

On the other side, Wang Defu, who had been instructed by the director in advance, also asked pretendedly: "Youliang, what brand of tea is your family?" It's so fragrant, it's definitely not cheap, right? ”

"This is West Lake Longjing, I don't know the price, it's all brought back by Yongren."

Although he knew that the two of them had other purposes, hearing the compliments from the two, the smile on Wang Youliang's face was still a little more sincere.

Moreover, he was telling the truth, the West Lake Longjing treasured by the family was brought back by his son.

Once the boss who was more good at tasting came to drink tea, and tasted this is a rare 'Ming Qian Longjing', the price on the market is calculated by grams, and Wang Youliang is usually not willing to drink.

If he was to make his own tea and invite the guests of these two villages, Wang Youliang would definitely use a thousand pieces of ordinary rain dragon wells, not as generous as his son.

"Only a wealthy family like yours can afford to drink such good tea."

After taking a sip of fragrant tea, Director Wang opened his mouth and sighed: "In our village, who is comparable to your family." These days, many people in the village have proposed that you be the director. I'm also old, and it's almost time to retire, what do you think of Youliang? ”

"Director, what are you talking about, we can have a good life in our village, it is all the way you lead. Without you, how can those fields in our village have a chance to circulate, and everyone can share the money every year. ”

Upon hearing this, Wang Youliang hurriedly refused.

In the past, he may have had a lot of thoughts about the name of the director, but now he is staying away.

Now, not to mention the son's unclear huge wealth, their family's supermarket also has assets of more than 50 million, so why bother to find any sense of existence in the village.

To be a man, you have to look forward.

"Youliang is too modest, my old bones, and my thinking can't keep up with the times. Otherwise, our village would not have changed at all in the past few years. ”

Seeing that the other party refused, Director Wang, who had expected it, expressed his sincerity: "I will re-elect the representative next year, I am ready to recommend you to be the representative, don't refuse." There are a few villages near us, so you are qualified. ”

“.”

Listening to the conditions offered by the director, Wang Youliang's heart moved.

The director's position is thankless, and if you are not careful, you have to let people chew the root of your tongue behind your back, but it is different on behalf of this honor.

Originally, Wang Youliang also wanted to see if there was an opportunity in the county, if the village director was willing to give way, he didn't have to think about it.

"Uncle Wang, are there any difficulties in the village now?"

Seeing that his father has ideas, Wang Yongren, who is a son, must always be a favorite.

A person like his father, who values face, will definitely care a lot about the reputation of others, and naturally includes the reputation of those 'clans' in the village.

Then, it is a matter of time before you give back to the construction of the village.

The reason why it is said to be 'construction' rather than money is that there is a doorway.

Simply donating money to the elderly in the village will only get a temporary 'word of mouth', and it will be forgotten in the blink of an eye, and there will even be some greedy people who are not there to care.

It's not the same to build a hometown, simply donate money to build a fitness facility, and you can see it every day, and word of mouth is long-lasting.

"It's difficult, every village has it. Just like in our village, those dilapidated houses need to be repaired and renovated, and they can't get money from the county, so even if they do, they have to queue up. In addition, the land transfer in the village is about to expire, and those outsiders who grow vegetables feel that the rent is a bit high and want to lower the price."

Speaking of the problems in the village, Director Wang, who has been the village chief for decades, has bitter water in his stomach.

Those villagers all said behind their backs that he must have lost a lot of money after being the village chief for so many years, which is all slander.

Except for the small factory at home, he didn't get any benefits, and sometimes he had to subsidize the village, such as giving money to those old people at the end of the year, all of which Wang Fugui paid out of his own pocket.

Now, Wang Youliang's family has sprung up, his son has become a celebrity by writing books, and the old Wang family suddenly has a monstrous wealth, and the people in the village are very red-eyed, thinking about letting the other party help the village develop and develop.

But the old Wang family was guarded by two old people in the village, and Wang Youliang's brothers and sisters were not at home at all on weekdays, and Director Wang was embarrassed to want to make a relationship.

A few days ago, I heard that Wang Youliang had invested in the largest supermarket in the county, worth hundreds of millions, so Director Wang found a fate and visited him on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

In order to impress the other party, Director Wang gave up the honor of being a representative for several consecutive terms.

Whoever else is changed, it can't be said that he Wang Fugui does not contribute to the village.

"Uncle Wang, do you have any plans for your village committee?"

After quietly listening to the old director's complaints, Wang Yongren continued to ask.

There are some things that can't be said by his father, and he will be driven and can't get off the stage.

Face is not used by others, and Wang Yongren does not want others to calculate his father.

"Our village committee has been meeting for several days, but we don't have a clue. I just want to collect the rent this year, first move it to repair the dilapidated houses, and wait for the money to be allocated from above, or the rent of a few small factories in the village will be collected next year, and then the land rent will be distributed to each family. It's just that the work in the village is troublesome, and many people are reluctant to hear about it. No, you and your father are both phoenixes flying out of our village, and I want to learn from you. ”

After being a village director for so many years, Wang Fugui is still very artistic in speaking.

At the end of the day, it's about money.

Outside, tens of thousands of yuan may be a small amount of money, but in the village, tens of thousands of yuan is not small.

But there is such a thing as turning into a relationship, you can't just talk about money with your mouth open and closed, it's too vulgar, and it's easy to cause others to be disgusted.

"Uncle Wang, in the final analysis, there is no stable income in the village, and the villagers do not feel the warmth of the village collective."

As a young man, Wang Yongren summed it up and said it very bluntly.

"That's right, it's difficult for our village collective."

Listening to the words of this cultural person, Wang Fugui nodded again and again and continued to pour bitter water.

"That way, I don't ask how much it costs to repair the dilapidated houses in the village. I thought of two plans, the first plan, to recover all the circulating land, I personally contributed 1 million, and the village collective or village individual shares to build a farmhouse community together; In the second plan, my dad sponsors all the costs of repairing the dilapidated house, and only needs to hang a thank you sign at the door of the village ancestral hall. ”

Since he interjected, Wang Yongren did not fight with the so-called old fox, and directly said his two preparatory plans.

The money of their old Wang family was not blown by the wind, and they had no obligation to distribute it directly to the villagers.

“.”

was stunned for a moment, and when Wang Defu's eyes lit up, Director Wang asked with some curiosity: "What does this farmhouse community look like?" ”

He is not like the village cadres next to him, his family has two small factories, and he can be regarded as having millions of family fortunes, and his eyes will not light up when he hears 1 million.

"The farmhouse community is a new type of tourist village integrating play, picking, food and lodging. The circulating land in our village, take out a mountainous area to build a large playground, combine the non-powered park and the power park, and add a small train, which will definitely attract many people in the city to take their children to play; In addition, you can take out a part of the field to grow pollution-free vegetables, you can also plant some lotus roots, and when they are ripe, adults and children in the city can go over to pick them; After those dilapidated houses are repaired, they can also be turned into homestays in the nostalgic era; As for whether the unified opening of restaurants in the village is contracted by individuals, that is another matter. ”

Regarding the idea of this project, Wang Yongren recalled the rural paradise that emerged more than ten years later in his previous life, and he could name a bunch of them when he opened his mouth, and finally said the possible income: "If it is done well, the income of this year will be at least four or five million, which can be distributed to the villagers who have invested in the shares." ”

In that rural paradise, Wang Yongren saw a village ten kilometers away from his hometown in his last life, selling tens of thousands of 39.9 yuan tickets online a year, and the annual income of two or three million yuan is leveraged.

Only by taking the people in the village to make money together, they will not point fingers behind their backs, but will talk about the good of their old Wang family when they receive dividends every year.

As for whether the village director will choose the second plan, hehe, can Wang Defu next to him hold the door?

"Hiss"

As soon as he heard this income, Wang Defu had already clenched his left hand, which was not holding a teacup.

There are less than 1,000 people in this Wangzhai Village, and if there are four or five million people a year, then not every population has 5,000 yuan.

It can't be counted like this, only the villagers who have invested in the shares have a share of the money, and if less than half of the people have joined the shares, wouldn't it be tens of thousands per person per year.

This is not better than renting the land to outsiders for a few hundred yuan every year.

"This matter is not small, I need to go back to open a village committee, and then discuss it with most of the villagers before I can decide."

Thinking about the pros and cons in his mind, Wang Fugui glanced at Wang Defu's clenched fist next to him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Originally, he just wanted to make a little fate, but he didn't expect that Wang Youliang's young man was too powerful.

If that farmhouse can really be made, then the whole village doesn't think that Wang Youliang's family is good, basically the honor of the representative who was sent out doesn't want to get it back.

It's just that the matter has come to this, and he has no other choice.

If he gave up the investment of 1 million yuan for tens of thousands of repair costs, he would be scolded to death by the whole village the next day, and he would not want to mix in his hometown in the future.

The main thing now is to go back and have a small meeting with the village committee, and then think about giving more shares to your family.

With the momentum of Wang Youliang's family, the collective farmhouse that was created did not have a harvest of four or five million, but also two or three million, which was really an heirloom that could be left to his children.

"Okay, if Uncle Wang, you decide, I will find a professional to visit the site and come up with a detailed plan."

didn't think that the other party could decide immediately, Wang Yongren smiled slightly, and got up to leave: "Dad, two uncles, I still have to go to a class reunion, so I won't talk to you." ”

As a child with strong eyesight, of course, the final home game must be handed over to Daddy to play.

The tone is almost set, and Dad only needs to be responsible for bragging about the pretending ratio.

"Hahaha"

When he walked out of the villa door, Wang Yongren could still hear the laughter of several middle-aged people in the living room.

After looking at the time, I wasted forty minutes drinking tea with me just now.

Wang Yongren said that at the class reunion tomorrow, he just found an excuse to leave.

Since he went to college, the New Year's greetings have nothing to do with him, basically his parents go to the countryside to visit relatives, Wang Yongren didn't think about going with him, just go to see his grandparents and grandparents.

"The cool night is a river of thoughts for you, and it turns into spring mud to protect me."

Just as he was about to take a car to walk around the pedestrian street, Wang Yongren heard his mobile phone ringing.

Looking at the caller ID, Wang Yongren raised his eyebrows, and then picked up: "Hey." ”

"Pearl Hotel, 1601 is waiting for you."

Sitting in the high-rise suite of the hotel, Feng Qingxi looked at the small county town that was not big at his feet, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Yesterday, the eldest cousin dared to demonstrate with her, and she was going to bully the other man's man back today.

The woman takes revenge, and the next day is too late.

“.”

Thinking that he was going to pick up Senior Sister Su tomorrow, Wang Yongren, who was guilty, could only use practical actions to bully Miss Feng honestly.

At noon on the third day of the Lunar New Year, after having lunch in the old house where his grandparents lived, Wang Yongren left under the pretext of leaving without even giving his cousin a chance to ask.

Riding a Mercedes-Benz RV to Lihu Jinwan Community in Lido, Wang Yongren picked up the prepared Sister Su and rushed back to Kangyong's hometown.

Today, he said that he was going to take Senior Sister Su to a high school reunion, and Wang Yongren naturally wouldn't go out of nowhere and go to meet with Section Chief Qi.

"Yo, Writer Wang is here."

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yongren took Senior Sister Su into the box of the Ziwei Hotel at the high school reunion and was warmly welcomed by many students.

Because she had already come to participate once last year, the down-and-out Su Qiuyi quickly chatted with the girls without any sense of alienation.

This is the so-called, you can go up to the hall, you can go down to the kitchen, and you can do yoga on the balcony.

The days of the first month passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the seventh day of the first month.

On this day, the first Chinese Science Fiction Nebula Awards was held in Chengdu, where contemporary science fiction scholars and science fiction enthusiasts gathered together and received a lot of attention from the outside world.

In order to hold this award, the Organizing Committee of the Nebula Awards, which has received a lot of sponsorship, specially chartered a three-star Shu hotel with a 'half-price promotion'.

Many science fiction authors arrive a day in advance and sit in the coffee area and tea tasting area to chat, which is quite comfortable.

"Boss, there is a Miss Liu who claims to be the granddaughter of President Liu, and she said that she has an important point and wants to see you privately."

Wang Yongren, who had just gotten off the plane, heard a report from Secretary Chen, who had returned to work.

"Well, you arrange a café."

Hearing that it was President Liu's granddaughter, Wang Yongren was a little surprised, and immediately responded.

"There is no one like me in the world, hello, my name is Liu Pujia, and I am your book lover."

In a café a few hundred meters away from the Shujia Hotel, a young girl wearing a simple white sweater and jeans saw the handsome guy who entered the door and immediately showed her identity as a fan.

"That's a real pleasure for me."

After shaking hands with this Miss Liu, after Wang Yongren sat down, he asked straight to the point: "I don't know if Miss Liu asked me in private, what's the matter?" ”

"Mr. Wang, I want to report to you that there are people in the organizing committee who are privately greedy for funds for ink activities."

(End of chapter)