This dirty thing that Qian Song did made Song Qingyun extremely angry, but for the sake of the overall situation, he could only endure it.

He also thought about telling Du Jingjing about this, but this move was a bit villain, and our Secretary Xiao Song didn't bother to do it.

I can only wait until the travel agency leaves before notifying a farmhouse in the inn and telling them to beware of those with the surname Qian to come and cheat again.

However, Qian Song tasted the sweetness and would come again in the future. At that time, the villagers and his enemies were particularly jealous, which caused another bloodshed, which was another trouble.

Song Qingyun thought about it and thought that he should still hit this kid.

It was the first time Qian Song went to Hongshi Village. He thought the scenery was really good. He wandered around the village alone and looked for people to talk to, which seemed sneaky.

The villagers are simple and simple. No matter what he asks, everyone doesn’t hide it and answers any questions.

Song Qingyun found Qian Song at the barefoot doctor Luo Shizhong's house. The two of them were drinking tea and talking in the room, laughing and talking happily.

Luo Shizhong's family is not in good condition. He has an old wife and three sons. His wife is old and cannot work in the field. The eldest son is now working in another province. The second son is fooling around outside a few years ago and died. The third son is the most promising. After graduating from college, he worked in the provincial capital and got married. But his income is not high. Not only did he not send a penny to go home, but even the love fund asked his family to reach out. In the future, he also asked his father and brother to support some money for buying a house, so that the old couple would be the first to two.

The room was a little small and a little dark. When I entered the door, I saw a cabinet full of drawers for medicine. There was also a Western medicine cabinet next to it, full of bottles and jars. I don’t know if the medicine has expired.

There was a blood pressure meter and a stethoscope on the desk in front of Luo Shizhong. There were cracks on the rubber tube. There were doubts about whether it could be used.

Qian Song smiled and said, "Lao Luo, you don't have a doctor's qualification certificate, so don't do Western medicine. I think it's good for traditional Chinese medicine. However, you have to keep your beard to look old."

Luo Shizhong's wife passed by and said with a smile: "Luo Shizhong is still seventy years old?"

Qian Song: "I really don't have age. I look like a person in my early fifties. Let's have a big beard, so that I can look respected. As a doctor, the older I get, the more valuable it is."

Hearing Qian Song's compliment, Luo Shizhong's face was flushed with joy.

He has been a barefoot doctor all his life and is quite versatile with pharmacology. Whenever he has a headache or a fever, he will pull some herbs from the mountain to deal with it. Maybe he has taken too many wild medicinal herbs and the old man looks young.

Luo Shizhong's wife saw Song Qingyun greeting enthusiastically: "Secretary Song, what gust of wind blows you? Sitting in the fast house."

Song Qingyun looked at Qian Song inside: "It was Brother Qian's demonic wind blowing me, Qian Song, how is our village? I'm having nothing to do to play with you, let's go out for a walk!"

Qian Song had a ghost in his heart, and when he saw Song Qingyun coming in a fierce manner, he suddenly changed his expression.

He didn't say nonsense, nodded and went out with Song Qingyun.

The two of them walked for a hundred meters before they stood still.

Song Qingyun looked at him annoyedly: "Qian Song, there is no airtight wall in the world, and the good things you did cannot be hidden from others."

Qian Song: "What am I doing? Song Qingyun, don't wrong me. Everything is legal and compliant. Let's talk about it. No one can do anything to me? I remind you that Song Qingyun is a legal society now. Whether you agree or not, I'm sure you will do it. Besides, you can't control me. Aren't you just a small first secretary in the village? Don't act like a big cadre."

He was furious.

Song Qingyun was puzzled. This man usually looks scheming, so why did he react so much today?

"Haha, I can't control this matter. In the commodity society, you are willing to trade fairly. You can't rely on fraud, but..."

Before Song Qingyun could finish his words, Qian Song shouted: "What kind of fraud? My formal business behavior, I have a business license, a production license, an ISO9002 certification, and a test certificate from the Food and Drug Administration. Why is it a fraud? Song Qingyun, speaking nonsense, has to bear legal responsibility."

Song Qingyun was angry: "What are you shouting about? What are your attitude? I remind you that the people in Hongshi Village are not kind. You use deception to collect kickbacks. If the bosses of those inns know, they might be beaten to death here. Don't blame me for not reminding you that you can't take off or are lying in the ICU ward, you will have no regrets to buy medicine."

"Are you talking about the inn?" Qian Song was stunned.

Song Qingyun: "Nonsense, what else would it be if it weren't for this? Qian Song, your trick is a bit dirty."

Qian Song obviously relaxed and snorted: "Are these guests not attracted by me? My commission is also in line with the industry rules. Song Qingyun, you have so many things to do. Why do you want me to refund the money?"

"That's what I plan."

"What if I don't retreat?"

Song Qingyun: "I can't say what happens to the villagers after they know the truth. I would like to remind you, everyone here is impulsive, and if there is something wrong, I can't protect you."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Not count."

Suddenly, Qian Song burst into laughter: "Isn't it just the kickbacks before 6,000 yuan? A little money, is it that your great secretary so irritable? If this is the case, I have put a lot of effort into this matter and there are costs. I will give you half of it, and three thousand yuan can't be more than 3,000 yuan."

After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and transferred the account to Song Qingyun, saying, "Anyway, the bosses who can see the farmhouse and the inn are all rich. I heard that your village is a famous poor village, and the number of targeted poor households is large. I also want to make some contributions to the village. I don't plan to keep all of this commission. I plan to find time to donate some to the needy households. Before I could find you, you will arrive first and transfer it to you!"

Song Qingyun didn't expect that his attitude would turn 180 degrees, and was stunned: "You are planning to donate this money to the needy households, I'm a little confused."

"You haven't received the money, please give it to the needy households. Why don't you trust individuals?" Qian Song smiled and said, "You gentleman talks about his actions and does not care about his heart. You, Song Qingyun, must know this truth."

Since Qian Song donated the money, Song Qingyun's anger was slightly calmed down.

He was a little confused. Qian Song was not a kind person in his face. Can he do such a good thing?

"Why do I always think something is wrong here?" Song Qingyun was confused after leaving Luo Shizhong's family, and in the end he was too lazy to bother: "That's right, a gentleman talks about his actions and does not care about his heart, and this is what happened."

He found Liu Yonghua again and told him about it.

Liu Yonghua also felt strange, saying, maybe we all misunderstood Qian Song. Or, although the poor households in the village have built greenhouses to plant grapes, the cost of fertilizer and pesticides has not been settled. This money is just used on the edge, and it is not reasonable to always ask Chen Xin to make contributions.

As he was talking, another villager carried a carry into the office and shouted: "Song Qingyun, do me a favor, I'm so anxious!"

He didn't shout, and the mountain people were talking loudly, which made the office echo continuously.

Liu Yonghua: "What did you choose Chen Yidi? Open it and take a look?" After saying that, he reached out to lift the white cloth on the basket.

It was really Chen Yidi. Last time he asked Chen Xin that he was so poor that he was extremely depressed after building a greenhouse before borrowing it: "I chose not a bomb, but I can still fry you. Is there a little roasted red potatoes and roasted corn and potatoes? Isn't there more than 100 tourists? I'll sell it and exchange it for some oil and salt."

As soon as the white cloth was uncovered, there was fragrance and heat coming from it. Song Qingyun said, "No, how much does it cost to sell one? How is the business?"

"Hongtao and corn cost two yuan each, potatoes cost one yuan each. The business is very good, but I didn't receive the money. Wouldn't I ask Secretary Song to make the decision for me?" Chen Yidi's face was full of anger.

Song Qingyun was slightly shocked: "It's not that someone wants to eat your Overlord Red Potato and don't pay for it, that's not OK."

Chen Yidi's eyes bulged: "Who dares not give him money to eat and can't beat him to death? Secretary Song, you said that people nowadays are really weird. They don't bring cash when they go out for a trip. What a waste of money, do you come out to play?"

It turned out that when Chen Yidi saw that Chen Dao sold shredded radish, he was moved and roasted sweet potatoes and potatoes with his wife, and picked them out to sell them. The tourists were willing to spend money when they saw that the things were good. However, they only had WeChat and Alipay, and there was no cash for no cent.

As a result, many people came and asked, but heard that only cash was needed, and Chen Yidi didn’t even have a cell phone, so he had to shake his head and leave regretfully.

After Chen Yidi finished talking about this, he said, "Secretary Song, I see that the people in the city who do business have a small green card. When others pay, they use their mobile phones to sway in front of the card. Can you help me get it?"

"What little card? That's the QR code." Song Qingyun laughed: "This thing is easy to do, but first of all, you have to have a mobile phone and WeChat. By the way, does your son have it?"

Chen Yidi replied: "Yes, but my child works in another place and only comes back once a year."

Song Qingyun said it would be fine if he was not at home. I would like to contact him, add a friend, and ask him to send me the QR code, and I will call you one...

Our Secretary Xiao Song brought a complete set of equipment in the village this time, including mobile phones, cameras, laptops, printers, and a box of 4A paper.

Soon, Song Qingyun contacted Chen Yidi's son.

Chen Yidi's son didn't know how to get the payment QR code, so Song Qingyun had no choice but to write a tutorial and sent it to him.

This is actually quite simple. First enter the WeChat wallet, find the payment, and then click I want to receive the payment.

At this time, a QR code block will appear on the mobile phone page.

Chen Yidi's self took a screenshot of this page and sent it to Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun typed it out on the printer for only a few minutes: "Chen Yidi, take this, and let someone sweep it when doing business."

Chen Yidi: "But, why am I a little panicked? After all, I can't see or touch it. I don't know whether the money is collected. Could it be that I have to call and ask my child every time I collect a sum of money?"

Song Qingyun: "So you still need a mobile phone. There is no way. There must be investment in doing business."

Chen Yidi had a bitter face: "This is the only way to go for the time being."

Song Qingyun: "Is there anyone else in the village doing business?"

Chen Yidi replied that there was no one except him and Chen Er, and Chen Er had a mobile phone.

Song Qingyun: "If someone needs a QR code to do business in the future, let them come to me and I will help you."

After Chen Yidi thanked him for his gratitude, Liu Yonghua felt a little embarrassed: "Secretary Song, can you help me get one bamboo flower? My family also uses mobile phone to collect WeChat, but I have never known how to do this QR code. You can also call one of the Alipay payment codes. I have a premonition that the rural tourism in our village will be completed, and there will be more and more tourists in the future. The only thing in the village is to open a convenience store, and the business will definitely be good. If there is a payment code, bamboo flower will be convenient."

Song Qingyun: "No problem, this is simple."

After our Secretary Xiao Song finished the QR code of Liu Yonghua, he looked at it and found it was good. After all, it was a color printer, and the green color of forgiveness made people feel refreshed. It was just a thin piece of paper that was difficult to preserve, and it made people feel uneasy when they saw it.

The two discussed again and waited for more people in the village to collect payments using QR codes, and at the same time, they printed and took them to the city for plastic sealing.

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and Chen Yidi came again, angrily put the pick on the ground: "Secretary, Yonghua, you are still here, you have to make the decision for me."

Song Qingyun: "So what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the QR code? It shouldn't be!"

Chen Yidi: "It's not a QR code, it's someone who deliberately went against me and Chen Er, which made us not open all afternoon. This is to destroy the stability and peace of our Hongshi Village, destroy the economic construction of our Hongshi Village, and destroy the leaders' major rural tourism development plans. It is tolerant and very unbearable."
Chapter completed!