Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Chapter 364: Isn’t it inappropriate for me to give your village chief a town party secretary?

"Fuck, Lao Yang...are you fucking crazy? You can't tie this thing to the car. The toilet paper will be useless if it gets wet in the rain."

Zhao Xiyan shouted at the top of his voice.

Yang Jianguo and Wang Dongchun are really crazy. They actually plan to tie a wooden board and a few boxes to the car.

"What are you shouting about?"

Yang Jianguo said unhappily, "You took my projection equipment, so what if I took some paper from you?"

“No, it’s snowing…”

"What's snowing?"

Wang Dongchun took a waterproof cloth from the trunk of the car and spread it on the car, covering the boxes tightly.

……

Zhao Xiyan was slightly stunned and stepped aside.

"Xiao Zhao, how much does this projection equipment cost?" Secretary Feng whispered.

"I don't know either. There's nowhere to get it." Zhao Xiyan said helplessly, "Why don't you apply for a set of projection equipment for me? I'll give it back to them now."

"Don't worry, I still want it."

Secretary Feng curled his lips and said, "But... your paper is public property, you can't take the projection equipment for yourself."

"Fuck you."

Zhao Xiyan squinted and said, "Old Feng, don't try to play tricks on me. This is the collective asset of our village, not some public property... If you want it, go get it yourself. Why are you always playing tricks on me?"

"Damn it, if I had known you were this kind of person, I would have promoted you to deputy secretary." Secretary Feng said dissatisfiedly, "Those people in Sijiu City are stretching their hands too far... Do I have to look at their opinions before I can promote my deputy?"

"Don't pretend here. Huairou is closest to Sijiu City. Although it is not under the management of Sijiu City yet, it will happen sooner or later." Zhao Xiyan sneered, "Anyway, don't try to play tricks on me. If you want paper, bring money to buy it."

"Zhao Xiyan, what you said is wrong."

Secretary Feng glared and said, "He, Yang Jianguo, is your old leader, but I am not? He can fill a truck, but I can't?"

"You're loading a whole car? You're loading a whole truck, right?" Zhao Xiyan glared, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking... Chinese New Year is coming soon, are you thinking of giving out some toilet paper as a reward?"

"Hey, we are strangers to each other, isn't it being too formal to say that?" Secretary Feng said awkwardly, "Well... I don't want you for nothing, how about I give you the position of town party secretary?"

"Town Party Secretary?"

Zhao Xiyan was suddenly shocked. "My goodness, are you thinking of merging the nine villages into one town?"

"It won't work without merging the towns."

Secretary Feng shook his head and said, "You have already built this dormitory building. Most likely you are aiming to expand the paper mill... If you want to expand, you will need manpower. People from nine villages have come. Why don't you just merge them into 'Qingshui Town'?"

"No, no, no."

Zhao Xiyan shook his head and said, "The nine villages combined only have a few thousand people... They can't be combined into a town. There are too few people. A town should have at least tens of thousands of people."

"I'll transfer someone over for you."

Secretary Feng said sternly, "I will transfer 50,000 people to you... and I will be in charge of the redistribution of land when the time comes. Don't worry about anything else."

……

Zhao Xiyan looked at him with a rather strange expression.

The procedures for converting villages into towns are not difficult, and it is in line with current policies to concentrate resources on major tasks.

But Feng Dezhao was so enthusiastic that he was a little confused.

"Cough cough cough..."

Feng Dezhao coughed twice and said with a red face, "It's because the leaders above are satisfied with my work and want me to go to Beijing to be a deputy district chief."

"Well?"

Zhao Xiyan's expression became even more strange. "Could it be that you are planning to use Qingshui Town to boost your sales?"

"What do you mean by boosting performance? You sound so harsh." Feng Dezhao said angrily, "You have the ability to make the best use of it. Then all the people in your village will be given urban hukou... That would be a great thing."

"Go and coax Li Baohong."

Zhao Xiyan squinted and said, "We are now the collective economy of the village committee. Whatever money the paper mill makes belongs to us... If it becomes the town's, it's hard to say how much will end up in Lijiatun's hands."

"This is an order from our superiors. I can't discuss it with you. I'll talk to your village party secretary when the time comes."

Feng Dezhao sneered, walked towards Li Jiewen and whispered something to him.

Li Jiewen immediately looked at Zhao Xiyan and said anxiously, "Village head, Secretary Feng said he wants to load a truck of paper..."

As soon as this voice was shouted, someone went to find Li Baohong and others.

"Don't fucking yell."

Feng Dezhao cursed with a smile, then looked at Yang Jianguo who was still loading the truck and said, "Director Yang, I think you're almost there. You've loaded so much... it won't be worth it if the truck flips over."

"Well."

Yang Jianguo and Wang Dongchun were slightly startled. Looking at the boxes tied to the car, they felt that what he said made sense, so they stopped the workers from loading the car.

"Old Yang, if you want to buy paper, don't be so ugly, right?" Zhao Xiyan said with a smile, "Go get me twenty tractors, and I'll give you twenty truckloads of paper, how about that?"

"No, that stuff is imported."

Yang Jianguo hurriedly shook his head and said, "Unless you give me forty truckloads of toilet paper... I will get you ten tractors."

"I'll give you thirty cars, just get them for me." Zhao Xiyan said seriously, "Don't bargain with me... I can avoid you and talk directly to the Ministry of Industry."

"Your files are still with me, don't you want to go back?" Yang Jianguo glared, "Prepare forty truckloads of paper, and I'll get you a tractor after the New Year... If you're one truck short, I'll never forgive you."

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you."

Zhao Xiyan shook his head.

Tractors in exchange for toilet paper sounds exaggerated, but in fact people nowadays have no concept of money. They only know what they want and what the other party has.

It's a public-to-public relationship anyway, so just change it, right?

"Okay, let's go."

Yang Jianguo waved his hand and turned to get in the car.

Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the passenger seat was filled with toilet paper.

"Load a truck for me quickly before it gets dark..." Feng Dezhao said loudly.

"No, Secretary Feng, what are you doing? Robbery?" Li Baohong said dissatisfiedly, "We have just paid so much money... and you come to extort money again. This is not appropriate."

"Yes, yes, that's inappropriate."

Li Yu and others shouted in unison.

"What? It's not appropriate for me to give your village chief the position of town party secretary?" Feng Dezhao curled his lips.

"what?"

Li Yu and others all widened their eyes.

The village chief is going to be transferred?

"No, absolutely not."

Li Baohong said sternly, "Zhao Xiyan is the village chief of our Lijiatun. If anyone dares to come and ask for his help... we will fight him to the death."

"Yes, we fought him to the death."

Everyone shouted in unison.

This shout attracted all the villagers and factory workers to come out.

Several old men were still holding carrying poles in their hands, looking at Feng Dezhao with unfriendly expressions.

Damn it.

Feng Dezhao immediately broke out in sweat on his forehead.

He has been the county party secretary for so many years, how could he not know the village's tricks.

If these old guys really beat him up, it would be in vain. How could they arrest a man whose half body is buried in the ground and put him in jail?