Song Tan's Notes

Mr. Chen ultimately didn't finish watching the video.

He tossed and turned late into the night, and the next day, filled with resentment, he boarded the plane with his suitcase.

Who knew that after the plane landed and he transferred to the high-speed rail, he was almost soaked to the bone by a torrential downpour as soon as he left the Yuncheng high-speed rail station.

Vice President Chen is really in an emotional state!
In this sweltering heat, the heavy rain did nothing to cool things down; instead, it felt like steam was rising from a steamer. My skin felt sticky and damp, and sweat was still pouring down my face…

He wiped his face and retreated back into the station.

On one hand, they complained that the high-speed rail station in this small town didn't have an underground parking lot where they could directly board the train.

Fortunately, Secretary Zhu was genuinely sincere. After a phone call and repeated apologies, saying that the meeting was a bit late, he quickly drove over to him.

Mr. Chen wasn't in a good mood, but in business, especially with an official partnership, he didn't show it too much. He simply sat in the car, examining it closely—

The car, worth roughly 10 yuan, is driven by this young village party secretary? What about the car they promised him they'd provide for him in the village…?

He hesitated for a moment, then inquired, "This car drives pretty well, and it's good value for money!"

Village Party Secretary Xiao Zhu laughed too: "I bought it after I started working here. I was lucky; I happened to come across one that I had bought six months ago and was reselling, so I only spent 6 yuan."

Vice President Chen felt even colder.

He stopped talking, pretending to be exhausted from his journey, and closed his eyes to rest.

Little Zhu, the village secretary, didn't care and continued to work diligently as a driver.

This is why Yunqiao Village doesn't need to attract investment. If it really needed to attract investment, let alone being a driver, drinking until you vomit at the dinner table, or offering all the preferential policies, it would still depend on whether the other party wanted it!
As dusk approached, the rain intensified, shrouding the surrounding mountains in a hazy gloom. Outside the window, only the patter of rain and the endless mountain road could be heard.

When Vice President Chen opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the car crawling uphill on the winding road, and his heart immediately tightened.

Is this car any good?!
It was dark outside the window, and there was no scenery to be seen. He felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have been rushed by Chairman Yang.

Just as I was about to ask my colleagues for more information, my phone flashed, and Chairman Yang sent another message:

"Mr. Chen, you've worked hard in Yunqiao Village. If there's any opportunity to buy agricultural products from Lao Song's family, please help me purchase them, no matter the price or how much."

Sigh! As a dignified Chairman Yang, it's mainly because Xiao Yang and Qiao Qiao are good friends. Whenever there's something good, Xiao Yang sends a copy first, so he's embarrassed to ask for more.

Now we can only seize every opportunity.

By the way, is it still possible to buy that green pepper and beef sauce? I didn't order anything tonight, just had the chef steam a pot of buns!
The hot and fluffy steamed buns with green pepper sauce were so delicious that even Ms. Liu ate three in one go!
Carbs bring happiness!

The green pepper and beef sauce has been drastically reduced!
That's how this message came about.

Mr. Chen, who was completely unaware of this: ...

The wife is obsessed with a livestreamer and talks non-stop about Qiao Bao, while the boss is willing to use his money to save face for his son's friend.

He was the only innocent one; it felt like he was used as a favor and was directly exiled to this remote mountain village.

Thinking of this, a sense of resentment arose in his heart, and he turned to ask in return:

Do you need mosquito repellent cream?

Chairman Yang was delighted!
Mosquito repellent cream is a hot commodity!

Xiao Yang has a box of this stuff, and it's really useful. He took advantage of the kids being home and not needing to use the house, so he just grabbed it and applied some when he was running around on the farm. It made the area so quiet!

As he spoke with authority and confidence, the project manager and other executives around him kept slapping him in the face. Holding a teacup, he slowly walked through the cornfield, exuding the demeanor of a mature man.

Therefore, without hesitation:
[Yes! If Old Song's family wants to limit purchases, I'll buy only the maximum number of boxes allowed, up to the limit!]

After all, a real man is not afraid of any hardship or danger, but if a mosquito provokes him, he will suddenly become murderous, draw his sword and look around, ready to take everyone down with him at any moment.

The manners of a grown man.

Chairman Yang sighed silently—he still needed a box of mosquito repellent cream like this.

Vice President Chen: ...This world has truly gone mad.

He looked at Secretary Zhu, who was focused on driving, with a complicated expression, and hesitated before asking:
"I heard that there's a popular product in Yunqiao Village, something called mugwort mosquito repellent cream?"

I knew it was unavoidable!
As always, Secretary Zhu was very considerate and replied enthusiastically, "It's not quite a star product, but it is indeed very popular and a must-have in every household. The border military region even placed a large order for it. President Chen, you have a good eye."

"Don't worry, I've booked the best guesthouse in Yunqiao Village for you. The accommodation and hygiene are excellent, and the meals at the mountain canteen are also nutritionally balanced and taste great. As for the mosquito repellent cream, I booked the hotel more than half a month ago, and they will give you a box as a gift when you arrive."

It costs 199 yuan a box. She took quite a few for her grandparents and grandpa, and felt too embarrassed to hoard any more.

By showing off hotel gifts these days, it's clear they're trying to subtly convey that the accommodations are of a high standard and that they're being generous.

But Mr. Chen was unaware of this.

From the time he received the assignment to the time he was en route, only one day had passed. He was busy handing over his work and had no time to do any preparation beforehand.
If we really want to do it, it's not too late to do it when we're planning the whole mountain.

At this moment, I was thinking: His wife specifically mentioned it, and Chairman Yang is so eager, yet he still dares to say it's not a star product? His humility is almost fake.

He felt frustrated and closed his eyes to rest.

Secretary Zhu glanced at the plane in the rearview mirror and thought to himself, "He's so tall, and he's already this tired after just a few hours on the plane. It's true what they say, city workers are just physically weak..."

We'll have to be careful then, we can't let him run around alone going up and down the mountain. Or maybe we should try to talk to Song Tan again and see if we can get a security guard to accompany him so he can learn more about the place?

Then I started thinking about rural planning.

Many famous scenic villages offer a variety of attractions, including a sea of ​​flowers, a starry night campsite, and must-have photo spots like swings, all combining rustic charm and beauty.

But all of those things cost money.

Although Yunqiao Village seems to be thriving, that's only been the case for the past six months, and the village office is still dirt poor.

Didn't you see that such a large village office still needs sponsorship from the Song family?
If too much money is invested, then this money...

She immediately became conflicted again.

Although there's someone in the province backing us up, and the municipal government is very supportive, it shouldn't be too difficult to get funding.

But if she relies on others for everything, big or small, wouldn't she be just wasting her time as the village party secretary?

It's best not to use such powerful tools unless it's a major event.

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but worry again. (End of Chapter)