Chapter 7 Successful Fundraising: 1 Million Yuan!
For technology to account for 50% of the shares, the big guy is not opposed, as Xiong Xu said, the reason why there is such a large profit margin, the core key is Chinese herbal feed.
"Folks, our secretary really wants to take us out of poverty and become rich, otherwise the secretary will take this technology to the outside for financing, how much money will not be enough, and now he is looking for us to raise funds, so that our whole village can participate in it and get a piece of the pie."
Third Uncle Xiong Jingjiang said.
Xiong Jingjiang is the most educated among the cadres of the village committee except Xiong Xu, graduated from junior high school, and has been wandering outside for many years, knowing that if Xiong Xu's technology is financed outside, let alone 1 million, 100 million can be obtained, so he couldn't help but say this, so that the villager representatives realized that Xiong Xu was not begging them for money, but sending a splash of wealth.
"Xuzi is I grew up watching it since I was a child, and when I was a child, I stole my family's sheep cubs to roast, this kid, there are many ghost ideas, he is very smart, and he is the only college student in the village, I believe him, in this way, I will invest 5000 yuan."
Xiong Daniu, the richest man in the village, took the lead in expressing his stance and offered 5,000 yuan.
Xiong Xu had a smile on his face and felt the pleasure of being trusted.
"I'll also give out 5,000 yuan." Second uncle Xiong Jingshan was the second to make a statement.
"Me too, 5,000 yuan." The third uncle, Xiong Jingjiang, was the third to make a statement.
"I'll give 4,000 yuan."
"I've got 3,500 here."
The cadres of the village committee took the lead in saying that the cadres of the nine village committees contributed a maximum of 5,000 and a minimum of 3,000.
After the village committee cadres expressed their positions, more than 400 villager representatives also expressed their positions one after another, and some villagers contributed more, some less, more than 3,000, and as little as 500.
Most of them are 1000 pieces.
It's not that these people don't want to pay so much, but they really can't pay out, and if they pay again, it will be a problem to eat next.
After the representatives of the villagers present expressed their attitudes, Xiong Jingchun began to make video calls to the families working outside one by one, and there were 37 families whose entire families were working outside.
After video phone communication, a total of 30 migrant families contributed 1,000-1,500 yuan, and the remaining 7 families were unwilling to contribute.
I don't want to go out and I don't force it, anyway, there are 453 of the 460 households in the village, and these 7 households are not bad.
Next, Xiong Jingchun led the cadres of the village committee to ask for money from the villagers who expressed their contributions, and Xiong Xu went home and used the computer to make a statistic.
After statistics, it was learned that there were 460 households in Shanxiong Village, with a total of 453 households contributing capital, and the amount of funds raised was 800,000 yuan.
800,000, 200,000 yuan short of the 1 million target.
"Dad has 30,000 there, and I have 30,000 now, adding up to 60,000, and there is still a gap of 140,000."
Sitting at the computer desk, Xiong Xu kneaded his chin and frowned.
I thought I wouldn't be able to pocket so much, but I still underestimated the poverty level of Shanxiong Village, and the 460 households couldn't make up 900,000 yuan.
Xiong Xu thought about it and sent a WeChat message to Comrade Lin Yuanqing.
"Borrow some money, as much as you want, and spend money on the blade."
A few seconds later, Comrade Lin Yuanqing replied to the message, and the reply was a transfer message, which was 50,000 yuan.
"This is the old lady's dowry money, and it must be used on the blade! (βΌγΈβΌγ‘)β
Lin Yuanqing replied with a message.
Xiong Xu was moved for a while, knowing that this was Lin Yuanqing who gave himself all the money he earned from working and studying as a tutor all these years.
"Don't you want to know what I'm asking for all this money for?"
"I know you won't spend money, believe you, I won't tell you yet, I'm going to report to the Education Bureau."
Seeing the reply, Xiong Xu smiled slightly, and his heart was full of love.
"Add this 50,000, there is still 90,000 short."
Xiong Xu didn't stop collecting money, and made a phone call to his college tutor.
The mentor's name is Ou Qiangguo, 55 years old this year, although he is old, he has a cheerful and humorous personality, and Xiong Xu can talk to each other, and the two are also teachers and friends.
After learning that Xiong Xu was elected secretary of the village party committee and assumed the responsibility of poverty alleviation and prosperity in poor villages, Ou Qiangguo transferred 45,000 yuan and said that he was not in a hurry to pay it back.
Xiong Xu thanked him for a while, and then called his three roommates at the university.
[Transfer 5000 yuan]
[Transfer 5000 yuan]
[Transfer 5000 yuan]
After a few phone calls, the three roommates borrowed 5,000 yuan, and scraped together another 15,000 yuan, which was still 30,000 yuan.
After borrowing his girlfriend, mentor, and roommate, Xiong Xu borrowed from several other classmates with good relationships, as well as colleagues he met during his internship in the company.
But the former colleagues were reluctant to borrow, and a few classmates with good relationships borrowed it and scraped together 6,000 yuan.
There are still more than 20,000 short.
24,000 to be exact.
Xiong Xu continued to borrow money, and even contacted friends who usually don't have much contact, but the gain was almost zero, and as soon as others received the news, they didn't wait to borrow money, and they were shouting that they were poor.
There was no way, Xiong Xu could only borrow an online loan.
The borrowing amount is 10,000 yuan, and all the borrowing is borrowed.
The Meituan quota is 6,000 yuan, all borrowed.
JD Finance has a quota of 8,000 and is fully borrowed.
Just enough to get 24,000!
Now Xiong Xu has 200,000 in his hand, just waiting for Comrade Xiong Jingchun's 800,000.
As soon as the money was gathered, I went to the county industrial and commercial bureau to set up a company.
Seven o'clock in the evening.
Xiong Jingchun went home with a gift bag full of 100 yuan red bills and 50, 20, 10 yuan and even 5 yuan bills.
"There are 600,000 here, and there are 200,000 in my WeChat."
Xiong Jingchun put the gift bag on the dining table and said to Xiong Xu with a pant.
It's a lot of tired for him today.
Collect money from house to house, and my hands are sore.
"WeChat will turn me around later, and I will go to the county tomorrow to set up the company."
Looking at the 600,000 cash in the bag, Xiong Xu's face showed uncontrollable excitement.
"Son, you tell your Lao Tzu that you can really breed bullfrogs, and your Chinese herbal feed, are you sure it works?"
When he didn't get the money, Xiong Jingchun believed in Xiong Xu very firmly, but with the 600,000 yuan in cash obtained by the whole village and the 200,000 yuan received by WeChat, Xiong Jingchun had no bottom in his heart.
I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the whole village will raise funds for waste.
Otherwise, I'm sorry for the trust of the villagers.
"Since you have asked me to be the secretary of the village party committee, then believe me." Xiong Xu said lightly.
Comrade Xiong Jingchun had nothing to say.
"Eat, eat."
Zhang Qin brought out the meal and interrupted the father and son.
The family of three began to sit down to eat, and when they were halfway through the meal, Xiong Xu thought of one thing and said to Xiong Jingchun: "Dad, you want land for breeding bullfrogs, you see that our land is okay, plant a flag, and tomorrow I will go to the county to finish my errands, and I will ask someone to lay the ground with cement." β
"Let's use the vegetable field, I feel distressed with the water field." Zhang Qin said reluctantly.