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After Liu Guilan finished speaking, she suddenly felt something was amiss and turned to ask Wang An:

"Wait a minute, Xiao An, if the village sets up a cooperative, won't our family have to pay for it?"

Wang An nodded and said:

"Yeah, but that's not spending money, that's investing money. Otherwise, the village wouldn't have enough money to build greenhouses."

Liu Guilan said with a reluctant expression:
"Why should we pay for the greenhouses built in the village? Besides, we already have four greenhouses, why would we need to build those things? How can we manage that? What is that old man Sun thinking all day long? No, I'll go find him after dinner."

Liu Guilan had just been calling Sun Dafu "Sixth Uncle," but as soon as she heard that her family was to pay money, her expression changed immediately.

The reason Liu Guilan acted this way was because she was busy serving dishes and meals when Wang An and Wang Dazhu were talking, so she didn't hear the whole conversation.

After Liu Guilan finished speaking, Wang Dazhu rolled his eyes at her and said:

"What are you listening to? You still want to go find him? What are you looking for? Xiao An just said that this is a collective investment to build greenhouses. After our family invests, when the vegetables are sold, our family will also get a share of the profits."

After Wang Dazhu finished speaking, Liu Guilan was stunned for a moment, then stared at Wang Dazhu with wide eyes and said:

"What? Why are you yelling at me? I didn't hear you, did I? Shout it again and let me see?"

Normally, once Liu Guilan loses her temper, Wang Dazhu immediately backs down.

This time was no exception. Wang Dazhu glanced at Liu Guilan and dared not speak.

It must be said that when Liu Guilan came on strong, she was truly formidable, no less so than any man.

Wang Dazhu fell silent, and Liu Guilan ignored him, turning to Wang Andao:

"Xiao An, tell your mother, I don't understand what's going on."

So Wang An recounted his conversation with Sun Dafu again, but this time, fearing his mother wouldn't understand, he explained it with his own words, so Liu Guilan immediately understood what was going on.

After listening, Liu Guilan rolled her eyes at Wang Dazhu, and then said to Wang An:

"Hey, we all live in the same village. It would be a good thing if everyone in our village became rich. It would stop them from being envious of our family. We should help each other out if we can, since we can't afford to lose anything anyway."

After understanding the whole story, Liu Guilan's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees, and she supported and affirmed Wang Anbang's efforts to help the village set up a cooperative and build greenhouses.

Wang An and Wu Dong were aware of the pharmaceutical factory, motorcycle factory, and gold shop that Wang Dazhu and his wife, as well as Mu Xueqing, had built. In fact, when Wang An chatted with them, he would occasionally reveal how profitable these businesses were.

Therefore, Wang Dazhu and his wife, as well as Mu Xueqing, all knew that Wang An looked down on the profits generated by the cooperative's greenhouse construction.

Wang An continued to invest money partly because he was moved by Sun Dafu, and partly because he wanted to help the villagers.

Liu Guilan's principle was that she was willing to help the villagers, but she absolutely could not put her own money into it.

Wang An nodded with a smile and said:

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking too. Then you and Dad will be the biggest shareholders in this greenhouse cooperative. And if anything happens, you two will have the final say, hahaha. What do you say, Mom? Isn't that great?" Liu Guilan's eyes lit up at this, and she asked with a beaming smile:
"Really? They all have to listen to us?"

Wang An shook his head and said:

"It's not that you have to listen to us, but if either of you says something, it has to carry weight."

Upon hearing this, Liu Guilan's smile widened even more.

When Wang An saw his mother's expression, he suddenly realized something: his mother seemed to be obsessed with officialdom, but it had been suppressed over the years. The establishment of the cooperative had brought out her desire for officialdom again.

Turning his head, Wang An said to Wang Dazhu:
"Dad, when you discuss with my grandpa and the others how much to harvest per acre using our combine harvester, don't forget to include the cost of fuel, the cost of changing the blades, and the cost of repairing the harvester. These are all costs, otherwise we'll lose a lot of money."

Wang Dazhu said in a muffled voice:
"Yeah, don't worry. I'm not stupid. I'll factor in all the expenses, including labor costs. We won't take advantage, but we definitely can't suffer a loss either. The main thing is, if we suffer a loss in this kind of thing, no one will appreciate our efforts. We probably won't even get a kind word in return."

To be honest, Wang Dazhu's understanding of the villagers, or rather, of human nature, is indeed very thorough. In matters that involve private matters versus public ones, no one cares whether you suffer a loss or gain an advantage. Some people might even scold you for not harvesting the crops cleanly enough, leaving some crops behind in the field.

Just like some entrepreneurs in later generations who, after becoming successful, privately funded the construction of roads in their hometown villages, turning muddy dirt roads into cement roads, this is a good thing in itself, and most people would remember the entrepreneur's kindness.

But some people not only don't appreciate it, they actually say the road is too narrow!

That's right, not only can they talk, but they can also curse, cursing every time they leave.

What's most disgusting is that they don't mention that the road was originally this wide! If it were widened, not only would they have to compensate for the land occupation fees on both sides of the road, but they would also incur many additional costs.

Of course, there are not many such people, but there are quite a few, so when Wang Dazhu helped the villagers collect land, he charged them exactly what they were owed, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with that.

After Wang Dazhu finished speaking, Wang An nodded and then said:
"Yes, after all that land acquisition money, we can calculate exactly how many acres of barren hills and wasteland we can contract, saving us from future disputes."

Wang Dazhu rolled his eyes at Wang An and nodded, saying:

"Of course you need to tell me, we can't be short of even a single inch of land. It won't make a difference if we lose even a single inch."

Wang An was very confident in his father's abilities. Although Wang Dazhu was a little afraid of Liu Guilan at home, his father was quite shrewd and tough when dealing with outsiders, and his words carried a lot of weight.

Wang An chuckled and gave Wang Dazhu a thumbs-up as he said:

“Dad, you really are my dad. We always think alike. Wouldn’t you say that we are ‘heroes who cherish heroes’ or ‘great minds think alike’?”

Wang Dazhu couldn't help but laugh as well:
"Of course it is. As they say, 'Like father, like son.' I'm such a hero, so you can't be much worse."

Wang An immediately patted his chest and replied:
"Of course! Like father, like son. Under our leadership, the Wang family is guaranteed to rise to great heights. Awesome!"

Before Wang An could finish his boasting, Liu Guilan interrupted him, saying:

"You two, speak to each other properly, or eat your food properly, or get out of here."

As she finished speaking, Liu Guilan pointed towards the door. (End of Chapter)