After Ma Dong sent Duan Lian to a "Mayou base", he took a taxi back to Qianqian Village. As soon as he entered the door, he said to Pang Hu, who was sitting in front of the board with a cigarette holder: "Boss, the order has been implemented." ”

Pang Hu spat out the smoke ring and said, "Great! How much is it? ”

"The quantity..."Ma Dong sold a pass, "It's not ideal, it's been half a year this year, and I got 40,000 sheets." ”

"Damn, 40,000 is still less? Not a few, brother! Pang Hu leaned back on the high-back sofa chair and continued to ask, "More money?" ”

"Guess? Top dog! ”

"Why can't you pay five dollars a piece! I've traveled to some places, and those who sell this thing ask for ten or twenty yuan when they open their mouths, and the counteroffer is only five or six yuan. ”

Pang Hu walked out of front of the platform, came to Ma Ji who was sitting on the hospitality sofa, stretched out his left hand and slapped: "They also make money for five or six yuan!" ”

Ma Dong invited Pang Hu to sit beside him and said, "Boss, the average price of our order is twenty-five yuan per piece. What do you think? ”

"That's awesome!" Pang Hu jumped up from his seat all of a sudden, and slapped his left hand heavily on Ma Dong's shoulder, and Ma Dong grinned in pain.

"Brother, you say, I took out more money to help people?" Pang Hu said, "Money is not earned by one person!" ”

After the contract is signed, the travel agency will make an advance payment to the village at a price of 200 yuan per ticket, and after the village will keep it at 25 yuan per ticket, the rest must be cashed to the travel agency and then handed over to Li Hongbin.

"The travel agency is so dark! However, every industry is the same, and you have to make a lot of money! Pang Hu said very clearly.

"When you look at the boss, you are the old Jianghu! That's right, the money doesn't come out of our pockets anyway. ”

"Brother, there are Li Hongbin's benefits for the travel agency, where did you and Duan Lian come from?"

"Yes, Li Hongbin and the travel agency can divide whatever they like, we don't care, you don't make much, just take out five yuan for each one and give it to Duan Lian, the road is all opened up by him. As for me, I don't want any good. ”

"It's no problem for Duan Lian! I'll give you five more pieces each! Pang Hule said.

"Boss, I really don't want it, brother, I'm just running errands, it's not worth so much money. Besides, it's my job. ”

"Brother, don't say anything! My brother knows what he wants to eat at noon? I'll ask you to make a good meal! ”

"Boss, eating is a trivial matter, your next job is to quickly send tasks to each household, be sure to ensure supply, and people will come to sign the contract in a few days, don't get rid of the chain!"

"You're right! If we can't supply it, we will have to compensate for the losses of others! ”

Ma Dong asked Pang Hu to hurry up the construction of the "Folk Paper-cutting Art Museum" and strive to open as soon as possible, because the tourist season in the second half of the year is coming, Pang Hu said, you can go to the museum now, and then have lunch.

"Qianqian Villagers Paper-cutting Art Museum" is located on the north side of the village, where there is a pond covering an area of more than 20 acres, which is also contracted by Pang Hu.

Ma Dong's idea of building a museum has brought the place to life, and Pang Hu is a willing bet person, and after realizing the development opportunities of the tourism industry, he has put a lot of effort into the project.

Originally, after some design and construction, a barren pond is really quite decent - the main building of the antique style is the museum, built on the north bank of the pond, surrounded by various supporting buildings, there are nine curved cloister pavilions and pavilions on the water surface, and there is some taste of small Jiangnan.

"How? Brother, it's interesting! ”

"Boss, it's so flavorful, it's good, it's no problem to welcome the tour group."

Pang Hu pointed to the main building and said, "The museum has all been scraped, and there are only some showcases left." ”

"Okay, great!" Ma Dong said as he walked, "I asked Li Ming to inscribe the plaque of the museum, how about it?" ”

"The deputy governor, you say?"

"That's right! He is in charge of culture. ”

"Brother, that's awesome! Just ask him to write, and you can give a number of more money. ”

"Boss, didn't I say it a long time ago, not only invite him to cut the ribbon, but I can also win policy funds to support you!"

After walking around the pond, Ma Dong made some suggestions, after all, he was a big man from the Tang Dynasty, and he had a deeper knowledge and understanding of ancient styles.

"Boss, the hardware should be fine, and then the decoration of the reception room will be a little higher." After leaving the museum area, Ma Dong said, "This is more important than anything else, and the leaders who came to visit and guide the visitors understand it, and that is twice the result with half the effort!" ”

Looking at Pang Hu, who couldn't help nodding, Ma Dong continued: "All kinds of tour groups will bring you benefits, and leaders at all levels who come here will bring you fame, sometimes this name is more important than Li!" ”

Pang Hu patted Ma Ji's shoulder with his left hand and said, "Brother, you're right! Fame and fortune, I can't do it well, it's not a turtle! ”

As soon as Ma Dong left the table, he received a call from Zhao Lan, which was the first time she took the initiative to contact him after returning from a trip to Hainan with the land to get married, and she asked Ma Dong if he had time at night and wanted to see him at night.

Ma Dong said that he really had a heart, and last night, he dreamed of her, and asked Zhao Lan where and where to meet, and what time it was. Zhao Lan said that she got off work at five o'clock in the evening and returned to Ningyang City at six o'clock, so Ma Dong went to the 'Past Time' café on Chunliu Street at half past six to wait for her.

"See you in the evening!" Ma Dong Road.

Hearing that Ma Dong was going to enter the city, Pang Hu did not hesitate to send a car for him, since Ma Dong designed Li Hongbin and got the paper-cutting order in Qianqian Village, Pang Hu admired him for a long time.

Not to mention Ma Dong's car, even if he, the village director, drove it himself, he would not hesitate at all. Ma Dong said no, it was convenient to take a taxi, Pang Hu understood that he was going to meet a woman, so he told the driver to leave immediately after sending Ma Dong to the place.

When Ma Dong arrived at the door of "Past Time", it was just after seventeen o'clock.

In the café, the light was very ambiguous, and the soothing piano song "To Alice" was intoxicating, and this time was not the time for the café to pick up customers, so he found a more secluded place to sit down.

Ma Dong wanted to see Zhao Lan very much, but she didn't expect that she would take the initiative to ask herself to come to this place where the two broke up, looking at the familiar environment in front of her, she really had mixed feelings.

"What do you need, sir?" A handsome male waitress in a white shirt and bow tie placed a beautifully made drink book in front of Ma Dong.

Ma Dong smiled at him and nodded, "Wait a minute, okay?" Later, my friend will order it again. ”