It is inevitable that the liaison matters of "imported goods" will be handed over to Director Gong for handling. Zhou Qingfeng's stall is getting bigger and bigger, and he needs a real management system to assist him. At present, he has no skills and can only catch whoever he uses, and drive it with interests.

According to the customer records of Director Gong's phone number, Zhou Qingfeng called back one by one. He was very polite on the phone. He only explained what goods he had, the model and the price he had, and asked if the other party was interested, and asked for publicity on his behalf.

Nowadays, business is not as dazzling as in the shopping malls in later generations. There are many varieties on the web pages. You can buy products home by swiping a card and scanning a code. Now, buying thousands of appliances is like buying a luxury car in later generations. You must weigh and compare them repeatedly.

But it doesn't matter if someone doesn't sell it. He can pass the information to his friends and colleagues and market it like a virus. To some extent, it is more efficient than advertising.

Zhou Qingfeng received a telephone line from the township post office to the "Shengguang Machinery" factory. The money was in place and the phone was installed in three months and it took three days to complete. He also wanted to try the "Big Brother". After asking, he realized that the township had not opened a mobile communication service, and it was only available to the city and county.

Without good communication methods, the communication efficiency is too low. Zhou Qingfeng is unable to continue to expand the staffing of "Sheng Light Machinery", because even capable civilians cannot recruit and there is no such thing as the village.

It was at this time that Professor Zheng from the city was sailing in the middle of the night, listening to the wonderful rumors of "Sacred Light Machinery", and walked into Zhou Qingfeng's vision with a full of surprise.

The old professor visited the broken factory and had a good late-night snack, looked at the personal computers representing the "highest technological level", and walked around the factory with various equipment that should have been eliminated long ago, and also paid attention to the forced management and discipline of technicians and apprentices.

This is really a company that is mixed with backward and advanced, chaotic and orderly, and the more you think about it, the more interesting it becomes.

At night, the master in the factory helped Professor Zheng arrange accommodation in the township guesthouse. The next day, he also visited the township government and strolled the dirt roads in the countryside to learn about the changes that Zhou Qingfeng brought to this remote little place from many aspects.

The street market is full of traffic and the ground is dirty. The walls of low tiled houses are mottled. There are several vendors on the roadside. People live a hard life. Just find a small stall to buy breakfast. Professor Zheng asked a few more questions. People on the street said that the countryside has become much lively in the past few months.

Professor Zheng also went to Zhou Qingfeng’s nameless shop. The store door was closed, and I don’t know if anyone asked the aunt at the braised pork stall next door, saying that the young man was unsure of his whereabouts and rode a motorcycle around for a while, and no one knew where he was?

"The countryside is very lively now, and Xiaozi Zhou paid the salary to the masters in the factory. Based on performance, many people earn hundreds of yuan a month. Even the apprentices' salary is enough to support their families. They are willing to spend money when they have money, and our business is easy to do.

More than a dozen villages in the village are staring at this factory. Renting their agricultural machinery is very cheap. You can do the tiring work that was so exhausted in the past without spending a few dollars. Who doesn’t like it?”

"I heard that this factory still issues loans?"

"Yes. They sent people to the city to transport fertilizers and pesticides by shipping, and converted them into loans and sold them. There are too many similar things, and everyone likes them, but they only lend them to families who provide children with their children's studies. They say that those who want to invest in education can have more credit to pay back their money."

"Then the village primary schools should not recruit more students?"

"In the past, the villagers were too lazy to send their children to elementary school, especially girls who didn't. As a result, Xiaozi Zhou said that the families who support girls to study had a high-spirited vision and the loan interest could be reduced by half. As a result, in this week, most of the students in the school had more."

After chatting for a while, Professor Zheng felt dry and hot all over. He was a boy crazy when talking, and was so excited that he got up all over his body. His mind was buzzing, and he was almost dancing. The strange tricks he saw were simply new choices and new ways for rural development.

There was a thud of noise on the street, and a 'Jialing' drove to the repair shop. The braised meat stall owner pointed at the young man riding a motorcycle, "Here, he is Boy Zhou."

It was a little cold when autumn came, so Zhou Qingfeng appeared in a leather jacket and sunglasses. After getting off the motorcycle, he went to the store and raised his hand to shout at the braised pork stall: "Come two servings of roast goose, one pound of braised pork."

"Okay." The aunt who set up the stall grinned, "You can have enough broth and rice."

Professor Zheng looked around and looked at the young man carefully.

Tall, handsome, young, so young!

The two students who accompanied the professor, one man and one woman, were all stunned. Unexpectedly, such a great god appeared in this inconspicuous small place. His food, clothing, housing, transportation, speech, behavior, and career ambitions were different from those of ordinary people.

On this street, everyone else is wearing rustic and rustic, and it’s not too bad. Many people’s clothes are patched and patched. Professor Zheng and the other two are dressed in new clothes, which is already considered to be of grade.

But just by comparison, Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be from outer space. He was wearing a shiny black leather jacket and leather pants, as well as high-gang combat boots. In addition, he was tall, and when he got off the car, others could only look up to him.

Old-school people like Professor Zheng really can't accept this trendy dress. He originally wanted to come forward and say hello to meet him formally. But someone had been guarding outside the repair shop and rushed to greet Zhou Qingfeng when he saw him.

"Boss Zhou, Lao Guo from the construction team in our county. I heard that your 'Sheng Light' factory is going to repair a house and want to talk to you about this project." A contractor with a rustic hat jumped out first.

The construction industry is also very helpful for driving GDP. How can Zhou Qingfeng let it go? He has long been making a noise to renovate the factory, and there are many people who have come to contact business recently.

"Hello, hello." Zhou Qingfeng shook hands with the contractor casually, but said apologetically: "We have already included the project to others for renovating the factory. If you are willing, go and contact our township primary school. They are now taking out a loan to renovate the school."

The aunt from the braised pork stall came over with two bowls of roast gooses and asked in surprise when she heard this, "Brother Zhou, have you given someone another loan? How much will it be for you this time?"

"It's tens of thousands of yuan." Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and smiled bitterly. The effect of building a house directly has an extremely significant impact on driving GDP. As long as the house is built, the task indicators will be greatly improved.

"Ten thousand? You're so willing to do it!" The aunt was shocked and didn't understand at all, "Why don't you save money to marry a wife? All ten wives can be married home. It's enough to deposit interest in the bank for a lifetime, and it's hard to take it back to lend it to others. Lending it to a school to build a house is not equivalent to being wasted?"

The first few sentences of the aunt also caused Zhou Qingfeng to sigh, but when he heard "deposit the bank to earn interest", he shook his head. "Aunt, listen to my advice, buy a house if you have money, and never deposit the bank to earn interest.

Now you can buy a luxury villa for tens of thousands of yuan, and you can't even buy a toilet in twenty years. You will regret it when the time comes."

This sounded too terrifying. The braised pork aunt shook her head, "Don't lie to me, you may not be able to buy a toilet for tens of thousands of yuan? I'll deposit it in the bank with that much money."
Chapter completed!