Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 198

The temptation of the house to the seven or eight groups of villagers is much higher than their respect for Yang Guoqiang.

Even if they are brothers, they will turn against each other because of money, not to mention that it has been several generations.

There is an old saying in the countryside that people don't kill heaven and earth for themselves!

No one understands such a simple truth, right?

If they continue to support Yang Feng, the result is that the elderly in their family will have an extra place to play, but if they support Yang Zhenyu, they may build a new house.

In comparison, the villagers are like mirrors in their hearts, but on the surface they are still polite to Yang Guoqiang, the oldest old man in the village.

Yang Feng could also tell that many voters turned to Yang Zhenyu.

He didn't dare to brag about such a big thing. After he took office, he could contract some projects in the village to get back the money invested in the bridge and the activity center for the elderly, and he could even make money.

But if the new houses cost more than 1000 million yuan, even if he sells his stone factory, it will be just a drop in the bucket.

Yang Feng no longer made a promise.

Even if he doesn't win this election, he is sure that Yang Zhenyu will not be able to fulfill his promise to build a new house for his family. After three years, he will still be able to secure the position of village director?
Yang Feng squatted on the stone in the stone factory, smoking a cigarette and laughing.

When Zhang Mingkang heard about this, he was completely frightened, and blamed Yang Song for spreading this matter.
Yang Song's brain was hot at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it is simply impossible, "Zhang branch secretary, I didn't think so much at the time, I just didn't want Yang Feng to be the village director. If he was to take office, the company would be over. "

"It's not up to you or me to decide whether he should be elected. It is determined by the election of the voters. As a member of the village committee, you have made a big mistake by spreading absurd news. You should reflect on it yourself, write a good review and give it to me. "Zhang Mingkang criticized.

As soon as Yang Zhenyu walked into the village committee, he heard Zhang Mingkang criticizing people. He walked up and said with a smile, "Who said this news is ridiculous?"

Zhang Mingkang was already a little angry, and Yang Zhenyu said such tough words at this time, which made him even more angry.

Zhang Mingkang turned around and said seriously: "Xiao Yang, do you think you are very capable now? Do you know that there are some things you can say and some things you can't?
Every household builds a new house, and now they say it's easy, but it won't be fulfilled by then. When the five hundred households in the village point at you and scold you, what do you do? "

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, calm down."

"Yang Song, go get Secretary Zhang a glass of water."

"Okay, Director Yang." Yang Song found an opportunity and quickly slipped away.

Yang Zhenyu followed Zhang Mingkang into the conference room, "Uncle Zhang, do you still remember what you said when you asked me to be the temporary village director?
You said that you are in the Lord, and I am in the outside world. Let me devote myself to the industry, and you will support me.

So what if I say that building a new house is also a project of Yangjiawan Village's industrial development?Would you still be angry? "

Zhang Mingkang raised his head and stared at Yang Zhenyu with a puzzled look on his face, "What kind of industry is this?"

Yang Zhenyu had been prepared for a long time, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the information and handed it to Zhang Mingkang.

The above is the relevant information about the domestic cultural and creative villages that have developed well in recent years, such as Qingxia Town in Chengdu.

Yang Zhenyu's ambition goes far beyond turning Yangjiawan Village into a similar tourist attraction. He also wants to combine several surrounding villages to form a larger administrative village.

After reading it, Zhang Mingkang was a little awakened, and raised his head to ask Yang Zhenyu, "Are you sure?"

Yang Zhenyu asked back: "Uncle Zhang, you asked me the same question when you started the winery.

Now it's my turn to ask you, if I continue to be the village director, do you support the plans in my mind? "

If Yang Zhenyu didn't have a system, he probably wouldn't have uttered such big words.

Looking at Yang Zhenyu's calm expression, Zhang Mingkang didn't seem to be joking, "Let's choose first and then we'll talk."

Yang Song came up with water, "Secretary Zhang, drink water to calm down."

Zhang Mingkang said: "The review still needs to be written."

Yang Song glanced at Yang Zhenyu, Yang Zhenyu smiled and spread his hands, "I don't care about these things."

Yang Song looked aggrieved, turned and left.

……

The election meeting was held as scheduled.

766 registered voters.

On the same day, all went to the village committee's Bazi to participate in the election meeting and exercise their right to vote.

The Election Committee and Auditors are on the spot, voting on the spot and counting the votes on the spot.

Zhang Mingkang presided over the election meeting.

As a candidate, Yang Feng took the stage to speak. He smiled and took out the manuscript he had asked his middle school teacher to write in advance. He was so eloquent and emotional that he was intoxicated by the reading, as if he was about to dedicate himself to the great cause of rural construction.

Instead, his expression made voters laugh.

The crowd laughed loudly, everyone said their own things, Zhang Mingkang couldn't interrupt Yang Feng, the scene was noisy.

What Yang Feng said, the villagers didn't hear clearly, they all knew it was just a formality.

In their hearts, they already have the answer.

When it was Yang Zhenyu's turn to speak on stage, the audience became quieter.

Especially the voters in groups [-], [-], and [-] spent a lot of time greeting Yang Zhenyu when they went to bed next to Yang Zhenyu's house. They also saw what Yang Zhenyu had done for the village.

There was applause in the village committee dam.

"Hello, respected leaders and villagers of Yangjiawan Village.

Today, as a candidate for the director of Yangjiawan Village Committee, I am honored to speak here, first of all, I would like to thank..."

In fact, there is not much difference between what Yang Feng said and what he said, they are all a set of speech skills.

After Yang Zhenyu finished speaking, Zhang Mingkang said a few words, repeatedly emphasizing the fairness of the election and refusing to form cliques.

The voters couldn't sit still anymore, voted early and left early, wrote their names, lined up and put them into the red mailboxes on the table one by one.

766 voters cast their votes and voted on the spot.

"Yang Zhenyu!"

Read the name on the note and show it to voters.

"Yang Zhenyu!"

"Yang Feng!"

"Yang Zhenyu!"

"Yang Zhenyu!"

"Yang Zhenyu!"

"..."

The ticket singing went on for another two hours.

In the end, Yang Zhenyu won 583 votes, more than half of the voters. There is no doubt that he was elected as the village director.

Voters were also relieved to see this result.

Voters who supported Yang Zhenyu got the results they wanted, and voters who supported Yang Feng also gave Yang Feng face. Although he was not elected in the end, he could still enjoy Yang Zhenyu's promise. This was the best of both worlds.

Yang Zhenyu came to the stage and said a few more words to boost morale.

Coming down from the stage, Yang Feng took the initiative to walk towards Yang Zhenyu, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Director Yang, congratulations."

"Thank you!" Yang Zhenyu replied politely, "Actually, it doesn't matter who is the village director, they are all serving the villagers."

Yang Feng smiled and said: "Who says it's not? You are well-received by everyone. I was a little sorry before. Don't take it to heart. When the opportunity comes, everyone wants to win it."

Yang Zhenyu nodded and said, "I understand."

Yang Feng said: "My house was only built last year, so Director Yang doesn't need to worry about it. I'll save you some burden."

This sounds a bit sarcastic.

Yang Zhenyu smiled: "Since you want to do it, let's do it together. Then you have to cooperate with my work. Don't embarrass me like Mr. Yang."

Yang Feng realized that he didn't take advantage of his tongue, smiled, said "goodbye", and left.

(End of this chapter)