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Several cadres in the village committee were very excited when they saw Dong Fang. Under the introduction of several leaders of the municipal party committee, they kept surrounding Dong Fang and introduced her to Xiaolu Village.
"Ms. Dong, I'm so glad you can come. I've seen your name in the newspapers a long time ago, and I know that you are an entrepreneur who cares most about farmers, and you are educated. We need to learn more from you." It was Song Yi, the village party secretary.
Song Yi is still a young man, he looks very thin, but his eyes look particularly piercing when he speaks.
"Where is this? I'm just an ordinary private entrepreneur. I'm nothing. But those present here are the ones closest to the masses. I also want to ask and learn more from you," Dong Fang responded. With a sound.
"Xiaolu Village is the village under our Tang City that needs help the most. The main labor force in Xiaolu Village has now gone to the southeast coastal area. At present, the village is mainly left-behind children, women, and the elderly. The labor force of young and middle-aged people is also Not as good as other places. We invite you to come here to take a look, and we want to ask if we can take a look at some cooperation projects with this place." Director Yao of the Municipal Party Committee brought up the topic in due course.
You Qianjin nodded, and gave a general introduction to the food processing plan currently being implemented in Xiaolu Village. After listening for a long time, Dong Fang thought to herself, this is a project that can be put into operation soon when the funds are in place. Judging from the current population structure of the village, it is very suitable for processing.
"Hey, we've been chatting for a long time. Ms. Dong must be hungry too, right? How about we have a simple dinner in Xiaolu Village today, and tomorrow, let's make another table in the city and formally clean up the dust for you? Director Yao said with a smile.
"Hey, it's just a meal. I'm fine with eating a piece of corn. I'm used to running outside, so I don't need to pay too much attention to such things as eating." Dong Fang laughed.
"Let's order some noodles, the noodles made by ourselves in Xiaolu Village are excellent." Song Yi suggested.
You Qianjin scratched his stomach and couldn't help being happy: "Hey, the noodles are so good, I'm so hungry. The noodles in your Xiaolu village with chili sauce are the first noodles in Tangcheng."
"Then I will trouble Secretary Song." Dong Fang smiled slightly.
"Hey, it's quick and easy to make noodles." Song Yi laughed, and called a few other people from the village committee to discuss bringing eggs, vegetables, and noodles to the pot.
It can be seen that Song Yi is a person who has just become the village party secretary, and his speech and actions are not even as smooth as Lin Fu from the former Nanxi Village. But it's good to show everything on your face, so you don't have to bother to guess what the other party thinks when you cooperate like this, Dong Fang thought so.
During the waiting time, several members of the municipal party committee and You Jinjin chatted with Dong Fang about the automobile factory. The municipal party committee hoped that the original company would hold the controlling stake in the new company, which Dong Fang expected.
It's just that Dong Fang has Dong Fang's own thinking about the matter of holding shares. After all, based on her previous experience, what she fears most in a joint venture is that the partner will make blind instructions on business issues, which will eventually ruin the overall situation of the entire company.
Both parties have their own concerns, and the focus of the problem is mainly on the issue of decision-making power and the total amount of capital invested. After stuttering and chatting for a while, You Qianjin tentatively asked Dong Fang about his tone. Dong Fang just practiced Tai Chi with a smile, and refused to say anything in a daze.
You Qianjin is also an old fritter in the shopping mall, but he didn't expect to run into trouble with Dong Fang, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart. However, thinking that in the end, he still insisted on inviting Dong Fang, so he still wanted to give Dong Fang some face.
Thinking of this, the discomfort in his heart was also suppressed. Others looked at his face, still smiling and looking very friendly.
Dong Fang deliberately changed the topic and chatted about the specific situation of Xiaolu Village. Several cadres in the village are not as straightforward as Song Yi, and they speak with some local accents when they speak, which is always a bit shy. Even before he finished a sentence, his face turned as red as a lantern.
In the next room, the village managers came in and out, busy frying eggs, serving noodles, and cutting vegetables. Although I didn't see how they were cooking, Dong Fang heard the sound of the heat.
The rain outside the window gradually stopped, Song Yi quickly ran over and asked everyone to eat noodles in the next room. During the dinner, Song Yi talked about some old folk stories of the village. You Qianjin's ears were already callused after listening to these things, so naturally he didn't have much interest in listening to them, but he just buried himself in eating hot noodle soup.
Dong Fang listened to it with great interest. She didn't expect such a small village to have a lot of interesting things. Such as marriage customs, daily festival celebrations, indeedVery different from the South. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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