Hundreds Of Millions Of Ants Generate Electricity, And I Open A Power Plant To Become The Richest Ma

After Qi Zhe left, Wang Weibing was still holding the bills and brand names in his hands.

Seeing this, the old squad leader stretched out his hand and patted Wang Weibing's shoulder lightly.

"Take it, it will be fine when the salary is paid in the future, Mr. Qi is such a person, and he has absolutely nothing to say to our employees.

After hearing the old squad leader's words, Wang Weibing nodded vigorously.

The gratitude to Qi Zhe has been planted in his heart.

The next day, Qi Zhe flew back to Xinjiang. There was nothing he could do, so he was relieved by watching a big project like power grid construction from time to time.

Moreover, the "inspection" one by one by oneself can also make the employees under it more active, so that the construction of the power grid can be completed earlier.

After returning to Xinjiang, the construction of the power grid here is still in full swing, and Qi Zhe drove a jeep to Tawan Town in person today.

At the same time, in Lingou Village, Tawan Town, the old village chief was kowtowing to the dry smoke, and there were several other honest farmers beside him.

Recently, the power grid deployment work of Shangzhongzhe Power Group in the town of Shanxia is underway, and they are also watching, but there has been no movement from their side of Lingou Village.

But they can also understand that, after all, Lingou Village is on the mountain. The key is that as young people go out to work, those who can get ahead basically pick up their parents and no longer live in the village.

The rest are land-based farmers who have lived on this barren land for generations.

Now that I have the opportunity to electrify, I naturally do not want to miss this opportunity.

But not to mention that the mountains are high and the roads are far away, the resident population now has a total of seven households, and the Zhongzhe Electric Power Company can pull electricity.

"Village chief, the people from Zhongzhe Power Group are working in the town under the mountain, let's go over and ask, in case it works.

Hearing this, another unshaven middle-aged man next to him sighed, and then said pessimistically:

"What can it do? It's far away in the village and it takes a lot of old manpower, and the car can't get up. Besides, we only have seven households, and the electricity bills this year are only a little bit big. If the electricity is turned off, Zhongzhe estimates that the cost will not be recovered for a hundred years. Is it you who did it?

Hearing this, several other people also showed disappointment. The words are really the same, the reason is really the reason, who wants to do charity?

At this time, the old village chief who had been knocking on the old dry chimney spoke up.

"In my opinion, each of our families will see if we can contribute a little bit, and then hand over the money to Zhongzhe Electric Power, and then discuss with them whether we can electrify our village. I am fine if I have the money. Not to speak.""

When it comes to money, several people are silent for a while, the village is poor, and no one really wants to pay a lot of money.

But if you think that the village can be connected to electricity, the living environment can at least change a lot. At least you can buy a TV in the town down the mountain to watch TV when you are idle, and you can also buy a washing machine and carry it on your back.

So when a few people add up, they are willing to pay a few thousand yuan per family, if they can get electricity.

This number is basically their limit. If they put a little more, they won't be able to get it out. After all, they are digging food in the ground, and they have been hiding in the dust for a year to earn a fortune. to ten thousand pieces.

Seeing that everyone else had a unified opinion, although the village chief knew in his heart that there was little hope, after all, he had only raised a total of more than 10,000 yuan, and buying a few telephone poles might not be enough.

But after all, I have to give it a try, so I said directly:

"Okay, I'll go down the mountain and get in touch with the town to see if they're willing to energize us. 35

Saying that, the old village chief got up from the threshold, patted the dust on his trousers, went to the back room with a bag of shredded tobacco and a water bottle and set off on his way.

When Lingou Village went to Tawan Town, which was up and down, there was no main road. Cars could not get on or off, and motorcycles were inconvenient. The old village chief just walked like that, although the road was far and steep.

But I was used to growing up here since I was a child, and the old village chief stopped when I walked to a bluestone slab on Banpo.

After sitting on the top and taking a few breaths, I opened the kettle and took a few sips. Don't look at my age, but I have to walk all the way from the village to the market for half my life and I don't feel tired.

"If those kids in the city took two steps now, they'd be screaming tired. 99

Talking to himself, the village chief laughed, took out the wrapped tobacco from his trouser pocket, and then took out his old smoking gun and slammed it on the bluestone slab a few times, leaving white marks on the smooth slab. .

After beating and shaking out the soot inside, he filled a handful again, then lit a match and took a few breaths. As the sparks flickered and extinguished, the old village chief began to puff.

If there are other people in front of me, they will definitely be choked by the pungent smell and cover their mouths and noses.

But the old village chief is good at this, and it is no surprise that this old smoking gun is going to be brought into the coffin by him.

The town at the foot of the mountain is already looming through the fog, where are more people living? In my memory, when the market was held in the early years, it was always crowded with people, and the voices of chanting and selling were endless, and those merchants who came from the south to the north. It is also endless.

But now there is no one in the village, and there is no one in the town. The last time I went to the market, I ran out of rice at home, so he went down and carried a bag up.

The street is no longer what it used to be, and there are no people on the market day, only those ".~ old bones" still stick to the previous traditions and follow the days when they went to the town to go to the market on the second, fifth, and eighth.

Now life is better and more convenient, but I always feel that there is something missing (good Wang Zhao), the waves of the times are still beating forward, these old guys have no strength to make a sound, they can only sit on the top of the mountain and watch Silent for a long time as the sun rises and sets.

Breathing out a puff of smoke, the old village chief stammered a few times, then slowly got up.

"It's time to go down the mountain.

At this moment, in Tawan Village at the foot of the mountain, Qi Zhe is wearing a white safety helmet at the construction site of the high-voltage electric tower. Below the high-voltage electric tower is the construction site of the substation, because the electricity from several nearby towns is transmitted from here. , so have to build a substation.

At this moment, the mayor of Tawan Town came over, and he seemed to be in a hurry to find the head of Zhongzhe Electric Power here.

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ps: I don't know if you like this style of this chapter, you can tell me in the comment area, and I will adjust it according to everyone's preferences.