Chapter 413: I can’t bear children, I can’t hold wolves

Chapter 413 Reluctant to bear children, unable to catch wolves

Wu Yuan knew that the father-in-law was not thinking about this matter for his own sake.

After all, every month now, he has his wife Yang Luoyan who pays respects in private, and even replaces his daily ration of cigarettes with Huazi.

Although the money is not as much as his wife Liu Hui, but with the two shares of sister-in-law Yang Chenyu and elder brother Yang Ben, it is hard to say.

Wu Yuan didn't know the exact number, but it was definitely enough to make the old man feel confident, not to care about the petty gains in the village and the team.

So the father-in-law jumped like this because he felt that the whole thing was caused by the matchmaking between his daughter-in-law and his son-in-law.

In the end, everything was cheaper for the county, who can bear this?

Wu Yuan understood the father-in-law, so he calmly persuaded: "Father, don't be in a hurry."

After bringing a plate of steamed buns to Ma Mingchao in the car outside, Liu Hui, after entering the door, agreed: "That's right, look at you, you're so old, you still can't hold fire like this! Xiao Yuan naturally has his reasons for this matter. Listen to what Xiaoyuan has to say."

Secretary Yang shook his shoulders habitually, lifted his coat up and said, "Okay, okay, you say it."

Wu Yuan didn't answer and asked instead: "Father, even if all the 10,000 US dollars is donated to our village, are you sure you can keep all the money, even if the township and county send people to beat the autumn wind, can you get a lot of money?"

Yang Zhishu muttered: "It's only 10,000 U.S. dollars, the county should not come to ask for it. But Bian Xiaosheng, the villager, has the temperament of plucking geese, so he will come to take a bite."

"The rest, how much can we compensate for the loss of our village's production reduction? 50% or 80%?"

Yang Zhishu curled his lips, not to mention 50% to 80%, even 10% is enough!

Wu Yuan continued: "So the 10,000 US dollars is equivalent to an introduction, let Sarah donate directly to the county magistrate Xu, one is to reflect the wide range of disasters, and the other is to attract enough attention from above."

"At that time, the higher-ups just need to raise their hands a little bit, reduce the collection of public grain, reduce or exempt some withdrawals and other things. In this way, even if the wheat production is reduced, life will be much easier that day."

"Besides, with the two donations of Sara and I as the foundation, maybe more donations will be attracted. When the time comes, the distribution to the village may not be less than the direct donation to you."

oh…

Secretary Yang let out a long sigh. In addition to being gratified, it is slightly bitter.

Great Love Wu Yuan used this incident as a stage, preparing to put on a big show.

It's a pity that as the village party secretary, he is no longer qualified to appear on stage.

To put it bluntly, Wu Yuan's son-in-law is of a high level, and his identity and position can no longer help him much.

Having said that, once more donations are really attracted to Beigang County, then Wu Yuan's weight with County Mayor Xu, and even the entire county, will undoubtedly become even more important.

In the future, it will be even more beneficial to make the furniture factory bigger and stronger.

These are resources and advantages that his old party secretary could not bring him.

So Yang Zhishu couldn't help but sighed: "Hey, I'm getting old."

Wu Yuan couldn't say how to comfort the old man.

But Liu Hui ended his hypocrisy with one sentence: "I can't help you, and I'm still thinking about other things."

I'm heartbroken, my wife.

After breakfast at the old man's house, Wu Yuan went to Santana and went straight to the Panpan furniture factory.

It is said that you should go directly to the county magistrate Xu.

But at this juncture, if you don't call and make an appointment with Secretary Lin, you may come to the door rashly, and you may not be able to meet the county magistrate Xu.

Along the way, Wu Yuan also noticed the farmland on both sides of the road.

The water has almost receded.

But there are still many villagers carrying shovels and digging ditches to drain water.

Low-lying people may have been submerged for 72 hours, and the wheat seedlings are wilting, and it seems that they will not survive.

What's more, he cried directly, accompanied by someone beside him persuading him, and his voice spread far away.

In comparison, the people on a slightly higher terrain couldn't help but feel lucky.

But when you look up at the sky, you can't avoid worrying.

God, if you passed the first day of junior high school, can you survive the fifteenth day?

As Santana gets closer to the East, things get better.

When we arrived at the gate of Panpan Furniture Factory, the road was clean and refreshing, completely different from the muddy road we had come all the way.

Seeing the silver Santana appearing at the gate of the factory, old Su Lima trotted out to open the door to say hello.

"Boss, you are here!"

Wu Yuan rolled down the car window: "Old Su, you have worked hard during this time."

As he spoke, he gave Old Su a pack of cigarettes.

Old Su took it happily and said: "Boss, it's not hard! It's true that the heavy rain has made the sky dark and dark during these days, but our factory has not affected it at all. The masters eat, sleep and work without delay."

As he spoke, he approached half a minute, and lowered his voice, "It's not like the silk reeling factory, which has been shut down for a long time. Director Wei led people to guard the factory all day, for fear of being flooded again."

Wu Yuan laughed dumbfounded.

The car stopped in front of the small building, and as soon as Wu Yuan got out of the car, Yang Guozhu came out of the house and said, "Boss, or you are farsighted, and you insisted on raising the foundation by 80 cm. During this period of time, I am a Completely convinced!"

Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Second Uncle, I see what you said. I never thought that we would encounter such a heavy rain."

Yang Chenyu came out of the office, and continued: "I really didn't expect that? I don't believe it anyway."

Believe it or not, what can you do?

Wu Yuan didn't care anyway, so he changed the subject and asked, "How is the delivery and order situation of the factory these days?"

Yang Guozhu said: "Delivery and delivery are slightly affected."

Yang Chenyu immediately said: "But the order situation is not affected at all, and there is a steady increase."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but feel secretly proud.

In the end, Wu Yuan said, "Isn't this what should be done?"

Immediately, Yang Chenyu was so angry that his chest heaved violently.

After a while, he patted his chest violently and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. He is Wu Papi, who can really compete with him?"

Wu Yuan entered the office, and Yang Guozhu also followed in and asked, "I came back suddenly this time, are there any new arrangements for work?"

"That's not true," Wu Yuan said directly, "I came back suddenly because of something else. Second Uncle, go get busy, I will find you if I need anything."

Yang Guozhu also tactfully stopped asking.

Immediately, Wu Yuan picked up the landline and directly dialed the county government office.

As a result, the phone rang for a long time before being picked up.

Moreover, it was not Secretary Lin who answered the phone. Wu Yuan guessed that the county magistrate Xu was not there.

Sure enough, County Mayor Xu took Secretary Lin to the countryside to inspect the disaster situation.

It is estimated that I will not be able to come back until the afternoon at the earliest.

So Wu Yuan left a message, waiting for Secretary Lin to reply.

Not long after putting down the phone, the phone rang, and Wu Yuan frowned. It's impossible for county magistrate Xu to come back so soon, right?

After answering the call, it turned out that the call was not from the county government office.

It was Shen Qing from the County Guest House who called.

(end of this chapter)

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