Du Jingjing cooked alone, and this time the cart of dishes brought by Du Limei and Ronan finally made Song Qingyun cheaper.

During the two days on weekends, Song Qingyun visited relatives and friends in the provincial capital. Every time he went to a classmate's home, he would hold a large bag of local products. He said to his classmates' parents: "Uncle and Auntie, these vegetables and fruits are produced in our village. You can take the liberty to come to our door and have some thoughts. Please accept them. Don't worry, these agricultural products do not use pesticides and fertilizers, and are green and ecologically free of pollution. If you eat them, please help our village promote them."

Then I added contact information to my classmates and parents and sent him the promotional article on rural tourism he did in the form of documents. I said, "Uncle and Auntie, you are tired of staying in the provincial capital, so you might as well go to our village to play for a few days. If you can bring friends with you, it would be best. The scenery there is so good, and the tofu rice is delicious. The key is that the weather is warm and it is specialized in treating rheumatism and arthritis.

The classmate’s parents smiled so hard that their eyes narrowed and said, “Thank you, thank you, I’ll check your information, I will come if I have time. Don’t worry, I will recommend your village to my friends. By the way, I’ll send it to my companions in the square dance. There are hundreds of people, all of them are fun. Hey, look at Song Qingyun, both a college graduate, and now they are the first secretary in the village. They have such a big career and have to learn from others.

Song Qingyun's classmate smiled and said, "Salute to Secretary Song and learn from Secretary Song."

Before he knew it, Song Qingyun also lived as a child in someone else's home.

After the weekend holiday, Song Qingyun returned to City W. He had already copied Lao Mei's "Tourism Development Plan" in advance and sent a copy to Secretary Zhong and Director Lu.

The street will hold a meeting as usual on Monday morning. In the afternoon, Director Lu found Song Qingyun and wanted to discuss development plans with him.

Director Lu admired this plan very much and said, Song Qingyun, you really gave me a surprise. Last time, you were not organized to organize your first secretary and village cadres to visit their tea ecological park in Xiahe Village. Rural tourism has great potential. If done well, farmers can see real benefits in the short term. However, your plan is a bit too large. Don’t I still have to help you attract investment?

Song Qingyun was overjoyed: "Then please ask the director."

Director Lu: "I have to go and touch me, but don't put your hope on me. Such things are hard to come by. However, if you don't have much investment in the plan, you can prepare in advance. For example, environmental sanitation improvement, and tourism facilities construction. Well, I can give you some support."

Song Qingyun was ecstatic: "Boss, you want to invest money for me. Thank you, boss, what service do you need?"

The streets are quite rich, and everything is easy to say as long as the boss gives you money.

Song Qingyun thought that he would have to allocate hundreds of thousands this time, otherwise he would renovate the road and build a mountain climbing trail. If tourists come to Hongshi Village to play, you have to give people a route to travel and exercise, right?

What he planned was to level the sidewalk behind Wanxin Hakka house first, then make cement steps, and then install railings.

That night, he sent the electronic document to Liu Yonghua and told him about it.

Liu Yonghua was very excited and asked how much money the street would allocate.

Song Qingyun said proudly: "It will cost 300,000 or 500,000 or 500,000 or 1 million. I offer a price all over the world. Director Lu can pay back the money! In the end, it is estimated that 500,000 or 600,000 or 600,000 or 500,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000 or 100,000

Liu Yonghua took a breath of air conditioning: "So many, Secretary Song, then I have to plan it well. After the hillside behind Wanxin Hakka was dug by Shang Ding, there was always a danger of landslide. The last time that happened, Xiaoxiao did not hurt anyone, but I still felt uneasy and just solved the problem."

I only regret that I have little money when I use it. Although I plan to allocate 50,000 or 600,000 yuan in the street, I can save a little bit.

Song Qingyun and Liu Yonghua were calculating on the phone. City W used to be a cement production base in the province. At most, there were more than 40 cement milling stations. In the past two years, the environmental protection was carried out, and all the small factories were closed, but there were still three large enterprises with an annual output of one million tons.

Therefore, local cement prices are cheap, and if you take a walk, you should be able to keep the price down.

As for labor, it is to directly let the villagers work. Although the entire labor force in the village is short of, the elderly can still work, and the wages are cheap, so they can save a lot of money here.

The railings of the trail require steel bars. Liu Yonghua's steel price is also low now, and it is almost broken. It is just right to start construction now.

Anyway, this pavement depends on the money to work, and you can practice as long as you can.

The two discussed it in the middle of the night and were so excited that they could not insomnia.

After working one day, Song Qingyun was about to return to Hongshi Village in the afternoon.

Director Lu called him: "Song Qingyun, yesterday I said I would give your village some support, would you take it back?"

Song Qingyun: "Take it back...what to bring it back? The money has arrived, so quickly? Boss, you are so decisive!"

Director Lu was very proud and waved to a security guard at the gate of the street courtyard: "Put that thing for Song Qingyun to get in the car."

The street courtyard originally had a wall, but later it was demolished, leaving only the gate stands alone.

The security guard dragged a large pocket from the gate, which seemed to contain food and something, and stuffed it directly into the back seat of Song Qingyun's car.

Song Qingyun was dazed: "What is this? Didn't the boss say he would give the money?"

Director Lu: "Who said you want to give you money and talk about money customs? Song Qingyun, the city is carrying out rural beautification projects. In addition to installing street lights and trash cans for each village, he also got a lot of cosmos seeds. You brought them back to the village, on the roadside, and sprinkled them on the houses of farmers. Aren't you going to do rural tourism? Once the seeds of these flower will bloom in two months. When tourists come over, they see that the flowers are blooming, so beautiful. Maybe they will become an internet celebrity photographer attraction, so the tourism in your village will be started. Haha, Song Qingyun, I have a lot of support, right?"

Song Qingyun was dumbfounded: "Boss, is this your support you give me?"

Director Lu: "When talking about money, I will give you some good things."

"It's very elegant, quite elegant." Song Qingyun smiled angrily: "Boss, don't you say why you are the boss and I am the guy. Just your ability, I have to strengthen my studies."

"What boss and guys are all comrades. Song Qingyun, do you want to thank me? It's easy to say, buy some local eggs for me, one hundred of them is enough." After that, he turned on his phone and turned the courage to Song Qingyun over, and finally reminded: "Don't fool me with the feed eggs from your village farmers."

"Do I dare to fool you? You should fool me." Song Qingyun answered weakly.

Lao Lu's move is so cruel. Song Qingyun doesn't know how to explain to Liu Yonghua.

When we arrived at the village committee and got off the bus, we saw Liu Yonghua and Leyi coming over and shouted, "Song Qingyun, you're back. We just went to the back of Wanxin Hakka to take a look. The road was not bad. When Shangding repaired the sidewalk, he saw heavy trucks crushing the sky, and the roadbed was quite tight. Later, Wanxin Hakka was hit by the disaster, and he asked the machinery to come and reinforce it. There was no problem in the rainy season just now. In this way, there was no investment, just lay cement directly. We have found someone who is willing to work and are discussing the wages with you. Do you think it is the overall contract or the construction will be coordinated by our village committee."

I was willing to interrupt: "I mean the construction is simply directed by the village committees, so that it is easier to do the accounting."

Song Qingyun was surprised: "You even look for people who work... Cough..."

Seeing that he looked bad, Liu Yonghua asked what was wrong.

Song Qingyun was so angry that he pointed to the pocket in the car and said, "I'm sorry, Director Lu put a pigeon on me, but the money didn't come. He gave me a bag of seeds."

After hearing Song Qingyun talk about this, Liu Yonghua shook his head: "Director Lu is untrustful!" No, it's not that he doesn't keep his word. People say he can give him some support, but he doesn't say anything to him.

Giving a bag of flower seeds is also supportive, and there is nothing to say to others.

Leyi smiled and said, "I think this is a good thing. A few days ago, I went back to my parents' home and found that the Gesang flowers planted there were very beautiful! I also took a lot of photos."

The cosmos is the Geram flower.

Song Qingyun: "Thank you for your comfort. I really don't know how to explain to you this time. Haven't you found someone who has worked? What do the villagers think?"

In the next few days, when the villagers saw our Secretary Song’s eyes shining and shouted very intimately, they all said, “Secretary Song, when will the work start? I still lack people. If I were to work for two days, I wouldn’t want it. I won’t want it for two days. I won’t want it, it’s only 200 yuan a day.”

"Secretary, please invite me for one hundred and fifteen days."

Song Qingyun stammered: "Let's talk about it."

"Okay, let's go and ask Yonghua."

Even Wan Xinke came to find Song Qingyun: "Secretary Song, how many days should I go to the construction site?"

Song Qingyun: "You middle-aged and elderly woman can do such heavy work...you can really do it, but this is not what you thought. The trail needs to be repaired, but now, there is no money left by the superiors." In front of her, Comrade Xiao Song had nothing to hide.

Wan Xinke: "Ah, the town doesn't pay money, isn't it a good thing? How can officials cheat people? Is this still a party cadre? Secretary Song, you have to make trouble with them, you will get rich after making trouble. If you want to argue with the mayor, call me and Dagou, and see that I won't lift the mayor's desk. No, I'll go now, and I'll be rude to him if I don't pay money."

"It can't be done." Song Qingyun was sweating profusely.

"Secretary Song, are you worried that you will offend the officials in the future and beating you? Otherwise, I will not report your name, just say that it is on behalf of all the villagers. At that time, I will ask the big dog to sit on the mayor's table. If he doesn't give him money, he won't try to send us away. The big dog is a disabled person and no one dares to touch him."
Chapter completed!