Agribusiness tycoon gets rich in the chronology

Chapter 65-66

    On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Wanjiacun just ended the Spring Festival Gala. Every family and every household was basically happy.

Some people won prizes for their performances, and the worst commemorative prize was also two kilograms of Qi Ma Su, sponsored by Jiang Yingchun. Some people made money from a stall, one and two yuan, and they earned it this night, and it felt like the one made for nothing. Some people obeyed the village chief's arrangement to serve everyone. The booth fee charged by the village committee at the night market was evenly divided among them. Even if they didn't participate in anything, they were very happy to watch the performance wholeheartedly.

This year is a big harvest year, who is not happy.

They didn't expect that there would be happier things.

In the village committee, Zhou Ziqiang opened the microphone covered by the red cloth and yelled into the loudspeaker.

"Hey, comrades, please pay attention, comrades, please pay attention."

"Next year will be the New Year's Eve, and the day after tomorrow will be a new year, a new year and a new year. This Spring Festival couplet is indispensable, I know, tomorrow morning. This year, everyone will meet each other. This year, let's have something different."

"This year is the first year for our Wanjia Village to get rid of poverty and become rich. This year, our Wanjia Village, most of the people, will not only be able to eat If you are full, you can eat well. All of this is inseparable from Comrade Jiang Yingchun, the leader of our village's prosperity, and it is also inseparable from everyone's efforts."

"This year, everyone has also seen that knowledge is power and knowledge is money. The dolls of our Wanjia Village now go to school a lot. Some teenagers have been studying with the village committee. I I heard school directly jump to the third grade. " "

today, let dolls to show what, to let these get rich first year, personally write couplets! " "

the red paper and ink, as well as a brush, and Comrade Jiang Yingchun Yesterday, we were personally received by the mayor of the Baking Stone team. Three comrades, Jiang Yingxia, Zhao Manhong, Zhou Aimin, and three young comrades were kindly sponsored. Whoever wants their children to write Spring Festival couplets can come to the village committee now, and the adults will come together. Paper, give these little comrades a good service."

He laughed while talking, and finally couldn't help but said, "I know, children have never learned to write calligraphy, don't worry, just write the words right. Anyway, come on."

Zhou Ziqiang was really happy.

Yesterday, his fourth child and their three children were praised by the mayor himself. A while ago, his third child's article was published in the newspaper. The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he drank a glass of wine.

Unexpectedly, his family loves the people, and today he did something that made him even more happy. The kid earned 3.5 yuan on his own. The family said it was OK. If you don't want it, you will give it to him, but the kid said he didn't want anything. , I only took one piece and said that they had agreed that they would invite the dolls of Wanjia Village to eat delicious food.

Unexpectedly, Yingchun has a new idea, please write together, and a few children will be able to do it.

Not only did I count how many households and how many couplets had to be posted, but each took another 50 cents and bought more red paper to prevent everyone from writing the wrong paper and not enough paper.

It's not easy to think of a little, his fourth son must be a promising future!

Three years ago, Wanjia Village was able to get rich and let the dolls go to school. He didn't believe it when they killed him. But now, in Wanjia Village, the dolls can write their own Spring Festival couplets. Whoever listens to these words is happy!

Yes, everyone is happy to hear this.

I can't wait to hear the red on Tuesday.

"Oh, great thing, Yingchun will take the lead, Yingxia Aimin Manhong, these three will join together, this red paper, blessed, Yingchun is a cornucopia, those three babies are Xiaofuxing, Man Yin, hurry up, let's go Write Spring Festival couplets!" I

had the same idea with her, not one or two.

"Quickly, let's write, even though this is only the first grade, but our family has been studying, you can write these ordinary characters, you can write a few, let's post it at home."

"What are you afraid of? , What's bad to write, mother's dear, you just follow the gourd to draw a scoop, as long as you write it out, mother will be happy!"

Whoever is not happy, my child's writing is ugly and happy.

The writing scene of this Spring Festival couplet finally turned into the end of the whole team.

No matter how well I said it, watching my child touch the brush is like holding a rolling pin, and the writing is just like scratching out a chicken paw, and I can't help it.

"Look at what you wrote. If this is posted on our door, will it be able to ward off evil spirits? I think it is a ghost."

"Oh, you are not straight or straight. It looks so hard to see."

"You This one

who goes to school is not as good as this one who learns from the TV set." In this sentence, anyone with a good temper can't stand it, let alone a ten-year-old baby.

"You can do it, you come!"

Well, when everyone got started, I realized that this brush writing is really different from this pencil writing.

This is because Jiang Yingchun gave everyone an emergency training, and then everyone wrote the words that they could recognize.

In the end, basically the whole family went into battle, and then they got their own Spring Festival couplets.

When the sun was about to set, the couplets were almost written.

Fold up the Spring Festival couplets carefully, carefully roll them up, and tie them with the red thread. Everyone gets up, you look at me, I look at you, and laugh.

What a good year.

In the new year, Jiang Yingchun's work focus has become the introduction of talents. The second phase of construction of the factory has been completely completed. The current factory area, in its heyday, can accommodate 300 workers, and multiple workshops can produce at the same time, which can already meet the needs of products. Nationwide supply.

The construction of the second phase of the factory is completed. This time, Jiang Yingchun is going to hold an opening ceremony to open the new factory, staff dormitory, staff supermarket and office building at the same time.

She went around the factory and initially determined a tour route, and looked at the remaining large vacant land. These are the later construction land.

Further south, she originally wanted to take the place where the laboratory was built, but still surrounded by the construction fence, unable to see the contents inside.

Although the problem of the laboratory is temporarily solved, when it is possible, she will still build a laboratory of her own, according to the layout of the laboratory in her previous life.

Unfortunately, it was slow to start, and now I don't know whose hands this piece of land belongs to.

"Mo Huaiyu?"

She was looking over there and saw a door opened over the fence, and a familiar figure came out.

Although it was far away, Jiang Yingchun could tell at a glance that it was Mo Huaiyu.

He seemed to have a reaction, turning his head and looking in Jiang Yingchun's direction, the two caught their eyes off guard.

Mo Huaiyu waved his hand and strode towards Jiang Yingchun.

"Why did you get here? The factory under construction over there

belongs to you?" Jiang Yingchun took him to the office and poured him a cup of hot water, a little curious.

Mo Huaiyu took the heat and said that he held it in his hand, took a sip, and coughed lightly, "No, a friend's, I'll take a look for him."

Jiang Yingchun only then understood, "The owner of that piece of land turned out to be Xuan People in the city, no wonder I couldn't find out. I had always wanted to buy this piece of land."

Mo Huaiyu was a little surprised, "Do you want to buy?"

"Well, I want to build a laboratory to do some seed research."

She smiled and said, but she was not persistent. "However, it has not been possible in recent years. R&D work requires a lot of funding. , I'm not focusing on that for the time being."

Mo Huaiyu swallowed the utterly " Don't build first" and nodded, "Listen to my brother, your factory is under construction in the second phase, I watched , It's almost there."

Jiang Yingchun nodded, "It's over, this time, I'm going to hold an opening ceremony. Are you free? When the time comes, you can come and join me."

Of course Mo Huaiyu is free. This time, he was originally looking for Jiang Yingchun, "When I come, I still want to ask you something, you are not short of people."

Jiang Yingchun's eyes lit up, "I am too short, you have Is there any good recommendation?"

Mo Huaiyu tried his best to make himself look natural, "It is the last time the Feng Family Casino happened. You should also know that after the case, many people knew that their family was hollowed out.

" A friend of mine was doing workshop management in the factory. He didn't expect his boss's son to import the entire factory. When the case was liquidated, the two parties were in trouble. The factory was not very big at first. It went bankrupt and my friend was forced to resign."

"He is a man of duty. I think you may be short of people, so ask for him."

Jiang Yingchun feels that he is definitely not lucky this year. It's going to be very bad. When the door opened, someone gave such a big gift, "It's great."

Isn't this recommended to her for professional management talents?

"I am warmly welcome. When can he come? My side will provide accommodation for free, even if you bring family members, it's okay."

Mo Huaiyu looked at the smile on her face, the corners of her mouth curved." After fifteen, you will start school, and you can meet first when you arrive in Xuancheng. If you think it is

okay, he should be able to come anytime." Jiang Yingchun nodded, "Thank you, Mo Huaiyu, invite you to dinner."

The time between the two of them has not been short. It is because Mo Huaiyu is not good at words and there are many topics.

"No, when it's in Xuancheng, please don't be too late after you have negotiated. The production of Zhao Ling's play is over. Will you still go when the film is being reviewed?"

Jiang Yingchun waved his hand, "The play , I will definitely pass the trial. I won't watch it. Director Zhou said, when will it be released."

Mo Huaiyu drank a sip of water and smelled the faint fragrance in the room, and his heart relaxed, "He hasn't It's not going to work at the beginning of the year. It's too rush."

Jiang Yingchun had a good idea, "It's the Women's Day, I think it's good."

This film itself is a movie with a heroine as the main role. Women's Day It should be very good to be released this day.

Mo Huaiyu was stunned, and he instantly understood Jiang Yingchun's thoughts, "I think it is feasible, then I will go back and talk to Director Zhou." From the

beginning to the end, Jiang Yingchun and Mo Huaiyu felt that they were the best. Relaxed, she couldn't feel Mo Huaiyu's emotions at all, and would not be affected by his voice. This kind of feeling, long-lost and relaxing.

Unconsciously, the two of them talked more and more,

"What are you up to these days? I heard Zhao Ling say that you are very busy. In the circle, you have the title of model worker and received a lot of advertisements?"

Mo Huaiyucui Mou, "No, I've been filming, I haven't received any commercials." Jiang Yingchun was

surprised, "It shouldn't be, no one asked you to make commercials?"

With Mo Huaiyu's current commercial value, as long as the company has a brain, it's affirmative. Will see the business opportunities he brings.

Mo Huaiyu shook his head, "No, a lot of people came to me for commercials. I didn't agree. I've been very busy recently. I want to act well first."

Not only will he not agree now, but in the future, he will not agree. In this life, he will only Will speak for Jiang Yingchun.

Jiang Yingchun could not hear the slightest voice of his heart, and a little admired, "Zhao Ling is really right. You are too dedicated. The construction of my second phase of the factory is over. After the opening ceremony, I will be ready to go into full production, and I want to find you again. Record a few new advertisements and put them nationwide."

"Yes, I can record the advertisements. I'm free at any time." Looking at Jiang Yingchun's slightly puzzled eyes, he clenched the water glass, "We signed the contract, didn't we? I am your spokesperson. I am obligated to shoot all of your products. Moreover, if your products sell well, I will also get dividends."

Jiang Yingchun smiled and nodded, "That's good, then wait for spring, the weather is warm, let's shoot again, try to shoot more at once, so that you don't have to trouble you often, you can concentrate on filming."

Mo Huaiyu:... ...

Not really.

After Mo Huaiyu was sent away, the advertising matter was set, and Jiang Yingchun put down another matter.

The next step is to recruit workers first.

Although Jiang Yingchun hadn't read the person introduced by Mo Huaiyu, she was basically determined, and she wanted to bring people in.

It's a pity that there is only one, and we need to decide which aspect to manage at that time.

The remaining workers can be recruited nearby.

At the gate of the newly-built industrial park, a recruitment notice was posted. In less than a day, there were hundreds of people who had asked to sign up, and there were seventy to eighty people who met the requirements.

With this momentum going on, the number of applicants will be several hundred in seven days.

Jiang Yingchun expects to recruit a hundred people, so the elimination rate is quite high.

This surprised the villagers in Wanjia Village.

"Huh, hundreds of people signed up?"

Zhou Aijia did all the statistical work for registration. Wanjia Village naturally grasped the overall situation in the first place.

Zhou Ai's family is the second child of Zhou Ziqiang's family. He is now more than 20 years old, young and energetic, with a trace of calmness, "Well, as long as the registration conditions are met, I have counted three to four hundred people."

"What is the requirement, is the requirement for greeting the Spring Festival so generous?"

Zhou Aijia shook his head, "No, 18 to 50 years old, good health, education level is not required, but you need to be able to write and read, and only need to be able to write and read. , Just brush down a lot of people."

"You mean, all those who have signed up can read?"

Whoops, this is really unexpected.

Zhou Aijia nodded, "There are quite a few applicants in the town alone, and some are originally employees. Those basically have a primary school culture. There are many other villages with ten miles and eight townships that meet the conditions."

This competitive pressure ,so big.

"The village chief is right." Someone sighed, "Learning means learning. Look at our village, because the literacy classes are well run and the newspapers are published. Everyone is doing it one by one. I think other villages are useless. , I did not expect that they are not worse than us."

"It is impossible to let Yingchun open the back door for us. Everyone knows that Yingchun is good to us, but no matter what she does, she is fair and honest. She didn't respond when she wanted to enter the factory. If she wanted to work in Yingchun's factory, she had to rely on her own."

"This time Yingchun recruits a hundred workers, our village, I don't know how much we can occupy, so don't be too embarrassed."

"How many days are left for the exam?"

"The exam should be after August 15th."

"Study, hurry up and study hard. Although every Spring Festival is a new question, but I look at it, they are all from our book corner. The knowledge in the book, those who signed up, may not have those books."

"The books, the village head has taken everyone to study, but I don't understand many things."

"This is what Yingchun said, there is no systematic study. The reason for the past is that the three heads are Zhuge Liang, let's study hard quickly."

"Grinding the gun before the battle, the unhappiness is gone." During the

exam, the villagers of Wanjia Village were indescribably nervous.

They are out of the nation's No. 1 village, but because their literacy classes are well run, the village leaders personally watched them, and the factories in their villages that opened in the Spring Festival recruited workers. If they didn't get a few of them, they would be lost.

After the new year, Jiang Yingchun returned to live in the town. She did not know the worries of the villagers. On the contrary, she had confidence in the villagers.

Now, as long as you start learning after you have just bought a TV set in the village, you can basically reach the elementary school level, even if you don't have a diploma. In this era, it is already amazing.

In the early 1980s, the proportion of the population with primary school education was pitifully low.

The facts did not disappoint her.

She and Jiang Wenxiu changed the exam papers.

These two people changed, everyone did not have the slightest opinion. One was a national champion, a college student, and the other was a college student who had just passed the entrance examination. No one was dissatisfied.

The two changed the papers one by one, gave everyone a grade, and cut the seal of the name.

As soon as he counted, Jiang Yingchun laughed.

Jiang Wenlan was also overjoyed, "Yingchun, the people in our village are basically in the front." Jiang Yingchun

counted the names of the people one by one, and exclaimed, "Everyone did well in the exam."

Moreover, the results of a few people were unexpected. Good.

In this exam, 80% of the people who passed the exam were from Wanjia Village. Basically, anyone who signed up in their village passed the exam.

On the day the results were announced, the gate of the factory.

When the admission list was posted, the people in Wanjiacun were happy.

"Hahaha, our Wanjia Village is really good."

"Oh, this is basically all up. In our village, there are less than 90 applications."

"It seems that we usually study all the time. It's useful ." "

I didn't lose face to Yingchun!"

They were elated, but the voice of questioning followed.

"You must have gone through the back door. This is a factory opened by your Wanjia Village. Of course, you will be admitted first, as if anyone doesn't know it."

"Yes, look. On this list, many people from the town are ranked behind the people of Wanjia Village. I don't believe it. Those who have never gone to school in Wanjia Village are better than those in the town who have gone to school. , It's amazing."

"Yes, I don't accept it!"

" I don't accept it!"

"Who doesn't accept it?"

Jiang Yingchun asked, quieting the scene.

Three hundred papers were neatly stacked on the table.

"Who is dissatisfied, come and see, if you feel that your grades are better than anyone on the list, even if you take out his papers, you can check it."

She is completely fair and just, not afraid to investigate.

After a long time, a rough voice said, "Let me see."

"Yes, Brother Qian, look, you are the former team leader of our village, it is impossible not to

pass the test." The rough man squeezed in a few steps . At the table, "My name is Qian San, you look for me."

Jiang Wenlan had an impression of him, and she found someone on the unannounced total transcript, "One hundred and fifty."

Qian San refused to accept. "Impossible, how could I do so badly."

He vowed, everyone was curious about it, and he squeezed forward and stretched his neck to look.

People in Wanjiacun are more confident than him.

"Spring, to him, we also suspect that the back door, we are people like you, not the last one royal brother of our village, took out his, right right."

"Yes, out, right, look, who is good "

The people in Wanjiacun had good grades, and some were dissatisfied. Jiang Yingchun had thought of it a long time ago.

She didn't say much, and directly drew out the hundred and fifty-fifth sheets, "

Watch it yourself." The person next to him stretched his neck and looked over.

"Let's see, which one is better."

"This, this, you see, the writing is correct, there are no empty ones, this is good, the other, what is written in it, smeared piece by piece, it won't work at a glance. , Brother Qian, I know that you must be doing well."

Qian San turned the head and the back, he didn't speak for a while, his face grew redder, and he turned away without saying a word at the end.

"Hey,

what's the matter ?" Someone couldn't help laughing. "Your eyes, so big, so big name is written there, you can't see it? The one with messy writing is Qian San. The paper." The

scene quieted down suddenly.

"Who else is not convinced?"