What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 39: Building Roads and Promoting Consumption

the next day.

After enjoying a luxurious breakfast worthy of a captain in the restaurant, Tang Wencai slowly went downstairs with Tang Yi.

The ten-wheeled truck that had arrived was abandoned, and the two men got into the Willys Jeep belonging to the hotel, swaying from side to side as they drove over the mountains and back to the shipyard from the wasteland.

In fact, the hotel also has two specially supplied 1940 Lincoln Continentals, but unfortunately there is no road to drive them out.

The open-top Willys Jeep is a legitimate military off-road vehicle. Sitting in it is very impressive, allowing Tang Wen to experience the feeling of being an American officer.

After arriving at the shipyard, Tang Yi immediately went to prepare for the concealed transformation of the port and the construction of the road, while Tang Wen went straight to the village chief's house.

This time he saw the wide-open gate from afar, and the jeep drove directly into the yard.

When Chen Yonggui heard the sound of a car and went out, he saw a very new jeep parked in the yard, and next to it was Tang Wen who was fixing his messed-up hair.

"Mom, where did you get this?"

The village chief was more surprised to see that the jeep was better than the ten-wheel truck. The 212, which is similar to the Willys Jeep, is still widely used in public institutions and is almost a symbol of the system.

And this time the driver was not a shipyard worker, but a driver sent by the hotel. He was wearing high-waisted pants, a vest, and a windbreaker, typical clothes from the 1930s and 1940s, and he also had white gloves on his hands.

In this contrast, Tang Wen looks like an officer.

"It's no big deal, uncle. I'll bring you some snacks."

Tang Wen pretended to be a bit showy, then picked up two beautifully packaged cardboard boxes from the back seat of the jeep.

Inside were the cakes and snacks he had packed that morning, emitting a rich, creamy aroma.

As soon as Chen Yonggui saw what was inside, he exclaimed "Wow" and wanted to decline, but the snow-white cream and the fragrance of the fruit immediately caught his eyes.

The other box contains baked pastries, which are also delicious and fragrant.

He had seen cakes in pastry shops in the city, but these were obviously several levels higher, and would cost at least a few hundred yuan.

The village chief finally failed to withstand the test and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Since it's food, I'll take it. Have lunch here. I have two sausages left."

Sausages in August? That's the climate in Guangdong.

There were no refrigerators these days, so Tang Wen didn't dare to try it. He quickly shook his head and changed the subject:
"No need to bother you, this is to thank you. Fudong Company really contacted us and will come to visit on Monday. This is all thanks to you, the village chief."

"That's nothing. I just have an acquaintance over there and we exchanged a few words."

Chen Yonggui waved his hands, but the pride on his face could not be concealed.

He still has some connections in Goose City. As long as he puts in some effort, there is nothing he can't connect with.
But it was also thanks to the fact that Fudong Company was really busy buying a ship, otherwise they wouldn't have looked up the Yellow Pages and made a phone call.

Tang Wen thanked him a few more times before stating his purpose.

"You want to build a port in Dawan?"

Chen Yonggui was a little confused, but then he quickly reacted.

The boats in the village are not big and have shallow draft. They are just tied to a stake on the beach, or run aground directly on the shore.

But fishing boats weighing several hundred tons are definitely different and need special ports of call.

Dayuan Village was named after the bay occupied by Tang Wen, which is called "Dayuan" locally.

There was no value there and the land was rotten, so Chen Yonggui agreed without much thought:

"No problem. That piece of land in the village is worse than the one at your shipyard now. I'll make the decision for a thousand yuan."

Tang Wen was overjoyed, and immediately added:

"Give me the land between the bay and the shipyard. I'll give the village two thousand."

"it is good!"

There was no reason for Chen Yonggui to refuse. The village could do a lot of things with two thousand yuan.

"One last thing, Village Chief, I want to build a road between Dawan and the shipyard, and repair the village roads as well."

Tang Wen originally only considered the shipyard and port, but then he thought of the support from the village and decided to build them together.

He was planning to build a cement road. He could provide the trucks himself, buy the materials and machinery, and of course recruit the personnel mainly from the village.

He also had another purpose that he didn't say: Gaijin Port has very good infrastructure and great potential, which may attract people to consume and subsidize some operating costs.

Many people in the village are not short of money, but they cannot spend it due to environmental constraints.

If we can attract consumption from several nearby villages, it will also be a considerable income.

When the village chief heard about the road construction, he was even more delighted and said quickly:
"The roads between the village and the bay are about four kilometers long. It will cost about 70,000 to 80,000 yuan to build them. It's too much of a burden for you.

So, I'll figure out how to get more out of the village to make things more convenient for everyone."

Chen Yonggui had actually been planning to build roads. He understood the principle that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. Moreover, the convenience of travel alone was worth considering.

Now one cubic meter of cement costs about 200 yuan. According to the standard of 3.5 meters wide and 15 centimeters thick, at least more than cubic meters will be used.

In the human resources village, people can bring their own dry food, and everyone is willing to work even without being paid.

You can mine the gravel yourself, and the most you have to pay is the equipment rental fee, and the main expense is cement.

The total cost of building a four-kilometer road should be more than 80,000 yuan.

After listening to the village chief's idea, Tang Wen nodded in agreement.

There is not such a great demand for it now, and a 3.5-meter cement road is sufficient.

As for asking villagers to contribute money...it may not be a bad thing.

Chen Yonggui had a strong execution ability. He immediately caught a snotty kid from the next yard, gave him a cake and asked him to tell the whole village that there would be a meeting in the afternoon.

When he and Tang Wen arrived at the village committee after lunch, quite a few people had already arrived.

At this time, the villagers also knew that a road was going to be repaired, and almost every household that could come came, making the village committee compound packed.

"Give me, let me."

Chen Yonggui and Tang Wen squeezed in, found two small stools and sat in the middle of the yard. Everyone's voices immediately focused on them.

"Xiao Tang, you want to build a road? How's your shipyard business going?"

"The village road should have been repaired long ago. It would be just enough to pave a yard."

"Is Tang Wen dating? My niece will be back soon..."

"Can we repair it to Xia Sanli? Chen Yonggui, don't forget your roots!"

"..."

"Stop talking and listen to me!"

Chen Yonggui roared with the force of a village chief, and everyone soon quieted down.

He stood up, put his hands on his hips, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Everyone is right. We in Wan Village must build a cement road. Our boss, Xiao Tang, originally planned to build one for himself, but thinking about the convenience for the villagers, he and I discussed building the village road as well!
I'm looking for everyone to come together and hope that those who can contribute some money can contribute some effort. It will benefit everyone in the future!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Wen, who had been prepared for a long time, stood up and raised his hand:

"To help the village, I declare that no matter how the village repairs it, or how much the budget is, I will contribute half!"

"it is good!"

The surrounding villagers immediately applauded. Half of it would be at least tens of thousands, and if it was shared by each family, it would immediately reduce a lot of pressure.

Tang Wen's image was immediately established, and people's eyes became much more gentle.

Tang Wen's role is to express his stance, and the rest is up to the village chief.

The location of each household is different, and the difficulty of road construction is also different.

Moreover, some people contribute more money and some contribute less, so the effort must be balanced.

There are more than a hundred households in a village, and the relationships between them are good and bad. It will be very troublesome if there are conflicts of interest.

If you want to build a road, you must first make the majority of people accept their share, otherwise there will be no peace in the future.

Chen Yonggui had a full meal and was ready to fight at noon, while Tang Wen sneaked away when no one was paying attention.

(End of this chapter)