It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 1741 You do the first day, I do the fifteenth!
"What does it matter if I figure it out? It's hard to leave your hometown. Even if I lose all my wealth, I won't go abroad."

"Yes, yes, you are very conscious! By the way, brother, you divorced my three sisters-in-law? Didn't you keep any of them?"

"What's the point of keeping them? I don't want any of them. You know that I have only had Huihui's mother in my heart these years. The other three are fucking useless. As the saying goes, strong winds reveal strong grass, and turbulent times reveal loyal ministers. It's also true that one does not gain wisdom without experience. After more than ten years in prison, I have seen the true colors of the three of them."

"Speaking of Huihui's mother, I remembered that it was you who stole the third brother's girlfriend away from him. Tell me, are you a loser? Now the third brother is blaming you..."

"Get out of my way. The third brother doesn't understand what's going on and he's blaming me?"

"Hahaha, what kind of thing did you two do? Two brothers are fighting over a girl. How can you be a brother if you just say a few words to her? If you kick me, I'll kick you too."

The two brothers started fighting in the west room!

Sun Jianping hadn't finished his work yet. He brought a bucket of warm water to the Wulong horse. It was almost autumn and the weather was getting colder. Giving the Wulong horse cold water would easily cause stomach upset.

Da Ma lowered his head and gulped down the bucket of water. When he saw Sun Jianping turning around to leave, he bit his arm and hissed!

delicious!
Don’t even think about leaving if you don’t give it to me!

"This guy is like Redbeard..."

Sun Jianping had no choice but to feed it a bottle of canned food. After the black horse was full, it looked into the house curiously. Was there a visitor at home?
"Don't be curious about everything, go to sleep quickly!" Sun Jianping hugged the horse's neck. The black horse grinned and asked what was wrong.
The little donkey next door started braying again, and Sun Jianping suddenly wanted to eat donkey meat hotpot!

Upon learning that Sun Jianping's second uncle had arrived, Secretary Fang rode over on his three-wheeled motorcycle early in the morning, which scared Sun Jianping!
Who hanged himself again?
"What's the point of hanging himself? It was all Old Wu's own fault. His neck was broken and he lay in the hospital for several days. Now he's okay!" Secretary Fang raised his nose and smelled the strong aroma of corn!
What delicious food is Jianping making so early in the morning?

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw his two uncles standing in the yard chatting excitedly. He was not stage-shy and walked over directly to recommend himself!
"So you are Leader Fang Jiyun, hello!"

Second Uncle shook hands with him warmly, and Secretary Fang was so excited that he almost cried!
I had been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally the God of Wealth came!
"Our city has unique advantages for development. We are located in the Songnen Plain, with fertile land and abundant products. There are four grain-producing counties in our city that have been commended nationwide. It can be said that there are treasures everywhere, but there is no way to develop them!"

Secretary Fang eagerly held Qian Guoqiang's hand and said earnestly, "It's a good opportunity for you to come this time. You must stay for a few more days, walk around and take a good look around. Take a good look at us and see if we are qualified to invest here!"

"Okay, okay, please rest assured, Secretary Fang, I'm here mainly to look for new investment opportunities..."

"That's great..."

"Hey, hey, hey, boss, you haven't had breakfast yet, let's eat something together!"

Sun Jianping grabbed the towel to wipe his hands and smiled at Secretary Fang.

"Haha, I... I rushed here at four in the morning, and I'm a little hungry... What delicious food did you make? Corn cakes? I'm proud of this..."

Sun Jianping rolled his eyes at Secretary Fang and said, “You’re so rude!”
After breakfast, Secretary Fang decisively abducted Qian Guoqiang and his wife. How could he run away when the God of Wealth came to his house?
Just follow me and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Hecheng!

"Your second uncle is a very arrogant person. He has been like this since he was a child. A dog's stomach can't hold two taels of sesame oil! He doesn't know how to show off the money he made."

The father-in-law and Sun Jianping stood side by side, looking at the three-wheeled motorcycle going away, shaking their heads, feeling a little hesitant. What website could they invest in to get a hundredfold return?
Total nonsense!

What you earn in investment banks is all bubble! Floating wealth!
Both limit downs were wiped out!

You have to work hard to build the building, and what you earn is real money!
Second uncle did not come back for several days in a row, but followed Secretary Fang to travel around the nine counties. Sun Jianping continued to work as usual. Old Cai, who had attended the National Calligraphy and Painting Conference, also came back soon. As soon as he came back, he learned about Director Wu's attempted suicide by hanging, and he hypocritically went to express his condolences by carrying two bags of tiaozi cakes.

"Leader, we are in such a difficult situation now. Can you give us back some of the gifts I gave you before and the kickbacks from buying the machines? That way I can pay the workers their wages?" Director Wu was lying on his wooden bed with gauze tied around his chin. He spoke in a muffled voice. Old Cai rolled his eyes when he heard it. "Old Wu, don't think too much. Take good care of yourself. Once you are well, we can get back to work!"

"Leader, we are in such a difficult situation right now, please have pity on our workers..."

"Why are you so anxious? Don't worry, I'm here. Our meat processing factory won't go bankrupt! I have some things to do at the Writers Association. I'll come to see you later!"

"Leader... Ouch!"

Director Wu supported himself and tried to chase after him, but he accidentally pulled his wound and the pain made him cry!
boom!
The door closed heavily without any reluctance!
Ugh!
Director Wu felt like crying but had no tears. He leaned on the bed, thinking about these things over and over again in his mind. Why did such a good factory suddenly fail? What was the real problem?
Old Cai!

Cai Zongyu!
You bastard! If you hadn't instructed us to mix the roasted pork into the stuffing, would we have been abandoned by consumers and fined by various places?

It is you who should be hanged, it is you!

Give us back the reputation of Fushun ham!
"Woooooooo..."

The more Director Wu thought about it, the more suffocated he felt. The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt. He started crying, pulling at his pillowcase!
The quartz clock above his head tinkled a few times. He blew his nose, gritted his teeth, and said, "Mr. Cai, if you do the first day of the month, don't blame me for doing the fifteenth!"
The meat processing factory is the fruit of my life's work. If I don't take revenge on you for causing me so much trouble, how can I be worthy of the workers in the factory? How can I be worthy of the reputation of our meat processing factory?

It's done!

Thinking of this, he threw back the quilt, sat down at the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a thick stack of account books!
Having gone through so many ups and downs over the years, how can Director Wu be an ordinary person?

Every time he gave Lao Cai a gift, he always kept a backup plan in case of emergency!

Today these things will finally come in handy!

He pulled over a piece of manuscript paper, lowered his head to think for a while, then picked up his pen and wrote a line of big characters!
"Dear leaders of Heilongjiang Province, I am Wu Zhongfa, director of the First Meat Processing Plant in Hecheng, and I am reporting under my real name..."

"Old Wu! Why are you so idle today?"

Sun Jianping was checking the mountain products market with his hands behind his back. As September approached, the market was gradually coming to an end while it was bustling. The temperature dropped and the mountain products were becoming less and less.

Director Wu limped down from the bus with a white cloth wrapped around his neck. When he saw Sun Jianping, the smile on his face was unnatural.

"Busy, County Magistrate Sun?"

"I'm fine. How are you?"

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Director Wu reached out and touched the white cloth on his chin, his old face flushed. "I'm also a shameless person. When you asked me to follow your factory to learn, we were wicked and didn't listen to you. We kept adding things to the ham sausage and ruined the reputation we worked so hard to build. Now I regret it!"

"Since you're here, I don't have anything to do, so let's have a good chat. The failure of your meat processing factory is not due to this aspect."

"Oh?"

Director Wu and Sun Jianping simply sat on the ground, looking at the mountain product stalls nearby that were hawking their wares. Sun Jianping started talking, "How many years has your factory been around since it was founded?"

(End of this chapter)