Rebirth of the Wild Age

　　 After finally sending the secretary and the county magistrate away, other officials came to visit one after another.

　　 Every time someone comes, Zheng Xuehong has to explain it again. He told so many lies that he almost believed him. I really think he has a cousin who is a big boss.

　　 "Chen Ju, Director Yang, go slowly!" Yao Cuilan sent the guests to the door, smiling from ear to ear. She had never been so beautiful in her first half of her life.

　　 Zheng Xuehong stretched out on the sofa and said weakly, "I'm finally finished, I'll take a break."

　　 Yao Cuilan strode, brought a plate of snacks from the kitchen, smiled to please: "Cousin, try it soon, the pig cake I made is delicious, you will definitely not be able to eat it in Wanwan."

　　 "Well, it's delicious." Song Weiyang took a bite.

　　 "I said it's delicious," Yao Cuilan said, "Cousin, can you get imported goods, that kind of big foreign color TV."

　　 Zheng Xuehong frowned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

　　 "Director Yang married a daughter-in-law and wants to make a big color TV to recharge the storefront." Yao Cuilan said.

　　 Zheng Xuehong said: "Large color TV sets are sold in the provincial capitals, so do they need overseas connections?"

　　 "That's domestically produced, Director Yang wants a foreign color TV," Yao Cuilan said in a low voice, "Director Yang has said, as long as I can get a color TV, I will be transferred to the county committee."

　　 Zheng Xuehong said: "You are stupid, go to the county party committee office to be a clerk, can you have enough oil and water in your grain station?"

　　 "Our family is not short of money now, and it is more decent to go to the county party committee office." Yao Cuilan retorted.

　　 "Where to stay cool, don't bother with cousin!" Zheng Xuehong didn't bother to say anything.

　　 Yao Cuilan was really afraid that Song Weiyang would be upset, so she quickly said, "Then I'm going to buy groceries and cook, what does my cousin like to eat?"

　　 Song Weiyang said: "Whatever."

　　 "Then I will buy a piece of fish and two catties of ribs. The braised ribs I made are delicious." Yao Cuilan carried the basket and walked out, arrogantly arrogant.

　　 When his wife left, Zheng Xuehong said, "Brother, ignore her, silly ladies with long hair and short knowledge."

　　 "Sister-in-law has a good personality, straight up, what can I say." Song Weiyang laughed.

　　 Zheng Xuehong said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I will come back with you, otherwise I will be arrested as a spy, and the hundreds of thousands are not clear."

　　 "It's not that troublesome, just say that you earn money from doing business in the special zone. Who would dare to really catch you without evidence?" Song Weiyang said.

　　 "It won't be so easy anyway." Zheng Xuehong said.

　　According to Zheng Xuehong's idea, he can get home faster than the money order, so he didn't call his wife to inform him. As a result, I decided to continue to follow Song Weiyang, and because of the delay in buying a car for a few days, I completely forgot that the huge remittance bill might cause trouble.

　　 The two chatted for a few more words, and Chen Tao suddenly said, "Will my money order also cause trouble?"

　　 "Didn't you call home?" Song Weiyang said.

Chen Tao said: "I sent the remittance slip to my aunt in the city. I only told her on the phone that there was a remittance, so I could collect it on my behalf. I didn't think much about it. Brother Zheng was too busy here. Suddenly, I felt There is no bottom."

　　 Zheng Xuehong smiled and comforted: "With Brother Song here, we will go there together and everything will be settled."

　　 "That's right." Chen Tao smiled sweetly.

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　　 Yao Cuilan quickly bought the vegetables back, and before long, Zheng Xuehong's son Zheng Yong was also out of school.

　　 "Dad, you're back," Zheng Yong leaned in immediately, and suddenly saw Chen Tao and smiled, "This sister is so beautiful!"

　　 "Really good!" Chen Tao was very happy.

　　 Zheng Xuehong pulled out two sets of clothes from his bag, threw them to his son, and said, "Try them."

　　 "Oh, there are new clothes on!" Zheng Yong took the clothes Le Diandian and ran away.

　　 From the beginning to the end, the handsome Song Weiyang classmate was completely ignored.

　　 Song Weiyang couldn't help joking: "Brother, is this your son?"

　　 Well, Zheng Yong is about to graduate from elementary school. He is tall and thin, completely indifferent to the size of his parents.

"go away!"

　　 Zheng Xuehong was furious: "When I was young, I was also a handsome guy. He was only strong but not fat. He only got fat after he was injured in bed for a few years!"

　　 "Quite your anger, calm your anger, just talk and play." Song Weiyang quickly calmed down.

　　 In the evening, Song Weiyang was full of food, eating sweet and sour pork ribs and braised fish made by Yao Cuilan, and suddenly came two waves back and forth.

　　 Song Weiyang and Chen Tao seemed to have become monkeys in the zoo.

　　 The next morning, when Song Weiyang just got up, the people from the United Front Work Department of the county came again and said that he would accompany the Taiwanese brothers throughout the process.

Then the director of the county party committee office visited and took Song Weiyang to sign the investment intent contract-there was no investment promotion office in the county town, and an investment promotion team was temporarily set up. The secretary personally took charge as the group leader, the county chief was the deputy group leader, and the county party committee office director was in charge For coordination, the director of the Light Industry Bureau and the director of commerce are responsible for specific affairs.

　　 The local leaders did not have the consciousness of being deceived at all, but instead planned to put Song Weiyang to death.

　　 In their eyes, Song Weiyang is a triumphant who doesn't understand anything. This kind of foolish Taiwanese compatriots’ money is best scammed, and they must quickly implement their investment intentions. After all, Taiwanese businessmen with normal IQs cannot invest in small county towns.

In the conference room of the county party committee building, the secretary, the county head, the head of county party committee office R county commerce director, the county light industry bureau director, the united front department director, the cannery director... Ma Liu sat in a circle, and the reporter from the county newspaper also came. Piece.

　　 "Mr. Song, I am not bragging. The canned food in our factory is delicious. The people are rushing to buy it during the New Year. You are guaranteed to invest in it!" The director of the canning factory can cheat, just not mentioning the loss year after year.

　　 Secretary Liu said with a smile: "Director Deng, you will be the director of the joint venture in the future. You must steadily grasp the production, and you can't let the Taiwan compatriots make any mistakes in their investment!"

　　 Director Deng said: "Don't worry, Secretary Liu, I promise to complete the task!"

　　 Song Weiyang suddenly repented: "No, I can't sign."

　　 Secretary Liu said anxiously: "Why can't you sign?"

　　 "I want to play everywhere in the mainland. After signing this, I have to go back to the deep city to get the money. What a delay in business." Song Weiyang said.

　　 Secretary Liu was so depressed that he vomited blood. It was the business to dare to play, but instead of investing in a factory, he didn't do business properly.

　　 "It's okay, Mr. Song, it's just a letter of intent," said County Magistrate Zhang. "You can play slowly. When you are happy, you can make a formal investment."

　　 "Okay, let me sign it." Song Weiyang scribbled down his name. Except for "Song", the other two words were too scribbled to recognize.

　　 The county leaders are so happy, this fool has finally gotten into the set, let alone understand the situation of the cannery, even the factory has not been to see it. UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com

　　 With this letter of intent for investment by Taiwanese businessmen, let the county and city newspapers report it, and then take it to the city to claim credit. Even if the investment is delayed, it is a political achievement.

　　 "Come on, Mr. Song, let's take a picture together."

　　 "Just take a photo. I am so handsome and handsome, and I am afraid that others will feel inferior.

　　 "Hehe, Mr. Song can really make a joke."

"I am serious."

　　 The county leaders looked at Song Weiyang's serious expression, collectively speechless, what is this nima? It's so sick!

　　 Okay, the brain is normal, and it's not that easy to deceive.

　　 This signing ceremony is like a child’s play, one party does not check the details of the collaborators, and the other party does not know the actual situation of the factory. Even the draft contract was full of loopholes. Party A and Party B described it vaguely, and Song Weiyang only signed a ghost symbol, not even the official seal.

　　 What a fool?

　　 But, Song Weiyang is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

　　 For the sake of political achievements, these county leaders will inevitably help build momentum spontaneously, so that the whole county and the city know that there are Taiwanese investment.

　　 At that time, Song Weiyang only needs to go to Gangcheng to get a leather bag company, first "purchase" his own cannery, and then come back to formally fulfill the contract as a Taiwanese businessman with Hong Kong capital. As long as the cowhide is too big, you can borrow money from the city’s bank to engage in joint ventures without even having to spend a penny.

Don’t be afraid of dismantling, as long as the factory can turn losses into profits, the leaders at the city and county levels must be grateful-in order to get rid of the loss of state-owned enterprises, a certain place directly withdrew the Bureau of Light Industry and the Bureau of Commerce, and sold dozens of companies to Mr. Huang. After all, we can see how much the local government has to deal with the losses of state-owned enterprises.

　　 That's not a state-owned enterprise, it's thousands of mouths waiting to eat.