Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

Even after Zhou Daguo and his men left, the crowd outside the brigade headquarters did not disperse.

Some people grinned from ear to ear, their joy impossible to hide; others, however, frowned, their faces full of worry.

"Old Party Secretary, can the procurement section chief's words still be counted?"

"Yes! What if they retaliate later?"

"If you ask me, Shanzi was too impulsive. He should have used his wits instead."

"You were there too, why didn't you outsmart me?"

"I, I..."

The other person stammered and couldn't speak for a long time, which immediately drew laughter. However, more people took the opportunity to ask questions, not out of any ill intentions, but purely out of subconscious concern.

Zhou Bingren's wrinkled face remained completely calm, as if he were already used to such scenes.

"You smashed up my house because the farm machinery wasn't in place for the autumn harvest!"

Everyone was stunned when he said that.

Zhang Wenshan subconsciously took a step forward, but the old secretary secretly waved his hand and gave the others in the team a shushing look.

"How could that be?"

"No, no, it's not that bad. If we don't have farm machinery, we can just do it by hand!"

"That's right, that's how it's always been done."

Everyone spoke up, instantly silencing their doubts. Old Party Secretary Zhou Bingren looked around, waved his hand, and said, "Disperse!"

The crowd dispersed as instructed.

Every now and then, several pairs of eyes swept over Zhang Wenshan, their expressions a mixture of surprise and fear.

This is the first time in so many years that someone has ignored the purchasing staff of an agricultural machinery factory, assaulted them, and when the purchasing manager came over, instead of taking responsibility, he promised to provide agricultural machinery.

amazing!

"Shanzi, you stay."

"Okay." Zhang Wenshan nodded in agreement and waved to Lang Qiuping, who had been hiding to the side. "Go back and tell everyone to follow the same procedure as yesterday, and let my eldest sister make the arrangements."

Lang Qiuping nodded and left in silence.

At this moment, Zhou Bingren addressed the battalion commander and the various squad leaders.

"Go back and do your job well. Keep your mouths shut. If anyone asks, say you're a purchasing agent from the agricultural machinery factory, using the organization's name to force the people in our village to catch venomous snakes. Do you understand?"

Small matters are addressed in large meetings, while important matters are addressed in small meetings.

This has always been the case.

"Don't worry, Secretary, we know what we're doing."

"Anyone who dares to say a word, I'll slap them across the face."

"Look at you, all you think you're so great."

After watching everyone leave, the old Party Secretary took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. It wasn't the dry cigarettes he usually smoked, but a crumpled pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, which he didn't know how many years it had been stored away.

He took one out and put it in his mouth, then took another out and handed it to Zhang Wenshan.

He closed the gate of the team headquarters and strolled along the dirt road in the countryside.

"Do you know why everyone tucks their cigarettes behind their ears?" Zhou Bingren exhaled a puff of smoke as the fire lit up the sky, looking at the setting sun on the horizon.

"Is it convenient for working?" Zhang Wenshan answered subconsciously.

Zhou Bingren nodded: "It's also because I don't have to hand out cigarettes to others, avoiding situations where people try to smoke for free."

Zhang Wenshan paused slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

"Many things, people don't have any ulterior motives, it's just a habit, and there's nothing they can do about it." Zhou Bingren's tone turned serious as he changed the subject.

Zhang Wenshan sighed softly and said, "Old Party Secretary, just say what you have to say!"

"I received the news about this matter late today, and I'm sorry you've been wronged. I apologize on behalf of everyone."

"This whole thing started because of me, and besides, you've already helped me a lot," Zhang Wenshan said sincerely.

Although he made concessions on many things, Zhou Bingren did not push his luck or deliberately obstruct things.

They are far better than some old-fashioned people who take money but do nothing, or who don't know how to adapt.

"You little rascal, are you trying to gag me?"

"No way, just tell me and I'm all ears. I'll definitely do it if I can."

Zhou Bingren shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm not forcing you. We're all neighbors. If anyone gets into trouble in the future, you should think of a way to help them make a living."

At first glance, Zhang Wenshan was the only one in the entire village who could make a name for himself.

The others just joined in the fun.

In the end, they still have to come back to farming. The worst thing is that some people won't even have the chance to farm.

Zhang Wenshan frowned, about to speak, when Zhou Bingren spoke first.

"I'm not asking you to drag everyone down with you."

He sighed and looked at the figures carrying hoes coming and going on the ridge of the field.

"If there are really people who can't survive, help them think of a way out, just give them something to look forward to, even if it's just to have them secretly work for you."

The old Party Secretary's voice became hoarse: "I can still work for a while. Whatever you want to do, I will fully support you. Didn't the leader say that this is called 'letting some get rich first to help others get rich later'?"

"I will absolutely not get involved in the Li Yuegang family," Zhang Wenshan said after a moment's hesitation, sounding slightly guilty.

In the eyes of the old Party Secretary, this request was very difficult.

There is even suspicion of violating policy, as the number of employees is currently being strictly controlled.

But for him, it was no different from doing it by chance. In another year, the policy will be fully liberalized, and more and more factories will be set up in the village.

It's difficult to lead everyone to wealth, but it's not difficult to establish a business that provides a safety net.

Moreover, he originally intended to bind himself to the villagers as a talisman.

"No problem, no problem!"

Zhou Bingren nodded without hesitation, his eyes full of admiration.

"Ignore those irresponsible people."

He had previously thought Zhang Wenshan was just lucky, but today's incident showed him that the kid's abilities and vision were superior to anyone else in the village, even surpassing his own.

Especially the part where they finally persuaded the purchasing director of the agricultural machinery factory.

He could never have done it so well.

"Thank you for your understanding, Secretary."

Zhang Wenshan touched his nose, a sense of guilt rising in his heart.

The old Party Secretary showed him firsthand the responsibility of people's cadres to serve the people. If it were him, he would never have tolerated those unruly people in Chishongtun.

They would never bow down to their grandchildren or ask for a way out for others.

On the other side, Zhou Daguo walked into the factory director's office and slammed two pieces of paper on the table as soon as he entered.

"Has Zhang Wenshan been dealt with?" Yang Zhigang asked directly without even glancing at the paper. "Xiao Lin must be having a lot of trouble with this brother-in-law."

An apprentice who was fired from the factory dared to hold a grudge and retaliate.

The cadres in Chishongtun are also outrageous.

They dared to detain their purchasing staff and spread rumors so widely that everyone knew about it.

Impersonating a collective and using construction tasks as a pretext to force the masses to catch venomous snakes—even if it's true, it should be resolved privately. What kind of talk is it to spread it around?

They have absolutely no sense of the bigger picture!

Unlike usual, Zhou Daguo didn't agree. He sighed and said, "Take a look first."

"That bastard, he still dares to write reports?"

After sweeping up the papers, Yang Zhigang flew into a rage, slammed his hand on the table, and angrily reached for a cigarette, but his hand trembled so much that he couldn't strike a match for a long time.

A person who is all bark and no bite.

Don't be scared, and don't let your hands shake!

Zhou Daguo leaned back in his chair, completely stunned.

Can we blame others for writing the report now?

Shouldn't the focus be on dealing with Kong Qingdong and calming the situation?

He suddenly remembered that when the southern inspection team came last time, several factories in the neighboring county had expanded and merged, and the original factory directors had been demoted to the second line for various reasons.

The more he looked at Yang Zhigang, who was over fifty years old, the more he felt that his health was not very good.