As soon as the meeting was finished, Lao Wu rushed to take out the phone.

He didn't know much about building bridges and roads, and the village chief didn't give him a design drawing, so he called his brother-in-law Zhang Yuanbo and asked him to come and help.

The next morning, the two of them arrived at the Sushuyan together. After checking the terrain on site, and doing some simple measurements, Zhang Yuanbo gave a simple solution.

Since you want to develop in the future, you cannot be petty and you must be able to cultivate yourself in one go.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanbo suggested that at least two lanes should be built in two directions, and a large truck that can withstand a total weight of 50 tons.

"It's so big?"

A large 50-ton cargo is a semi-trailer truck. What is the Baiyun Village that needs such a large truck to transport?

"You don't understand this, it's better than the small one," said Zhang Yuanbo, "and you won't spend your money."

Lao Wu doesn’t care much about how much money he spends.

Because Village Chief Yu said that there are 650,000 in the village now, so he can spend whatever he wants.

It doesn't matter if it's not enough. The winery still has profits every day, and when it's really finished, it can produce hundreds of thousands of dollars.

But is it really necessary?

"I have to ask the village chief for instructions first."

"You go and ask for instructions," Zhang Yuanbo said, "But such a large bridge must require design and the cost is not small. In addition, the materials, templates, and machinery used for you to build the bridge will be contracted to me at that time?"

"As long as your stuff is of quality and reasonable price, there is nothing wrong with it."

Lao Wu thinks it’s nothing to buy whoever is not buying, so that his own people can make some reasonable profits.

So he took the sketch drawn by Zhang Yuanbo and returned to the village to find Yu Zhen.

I thought Yu Zhen would object, so Lao Wu said in advance: "Actually, I don't think it's necessary."

"Why is there no need?" Yu Zhen said after looking at the picture, "Your brother-in-law is good, very good at it, and knows we can use it in the future."

Old Wu glared at his eyes, is it really useful?

Is the village chief planning to sell the village stones in the future, otherwise how could he use such a large bridge?

"Just design as he said, and start construction as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll call him right away."

Three days later, after spending thousands of designed drawings, they were finally sent to the village committee.

After a simple budget, the total cost of the bridge is 2.85 million.

Seeing this price, the village committee and others felt a little cold.

I thought I could only build a bridge, but it would be as high as 300,000 or 500,000, but now it will be nearly 3 million!

Three million, it’s enough to build a villa for every household in the village!

"Village Chief, why not change the plan?"

"I don't think it's necessary," said Accountant Zhang. "After all, we are not rich yet, so we can save a little if we can."

"Xiao Yu," Secretary Liu, who rarely speaks, also expressed his own opinion this time, "Do what you can, you should consider this matter more."

"I have thought it through," Yu Zhen said, "Cultivate!"

"What should I do if I have bad money?"

"I will pay a portion first. Everyone has money, so they will pay a little, just think it was borrowed by the village, and then calculate the interest," Yu Zhen said. "This month, the winery will not distribute dividends first, and then double the output, so that nearly 100,000 yuan will be earned every day, and the money will be released in less than a month."

Seeing that he had made such a great decision, everyone no longer refuted.

After all, it was agreed at that time that the profits of the winery were all controlled by him, and this was also written in the company's articles of association in black and white.

After unifying the opinions, all village committees began to take action.

Lao Wu is responsible for summoning the villagers.

When the villagers heard that they were going to build a bridge, they all signed up very enthusiastically.

It's time to make money at home, and the salary is twice as high as outside, and you can eat and drink well. Of course everyone is willing to do this kind of good thing.

Besides, that old bridge is also a pain in the hearts of many people.

Because it is too old, I dare not pass by if I want to buy some bricks, cement, river sand, or tractors, so I can only send them to the bridge and use a tricycle to transfer them in bit by bit.

Those who have built houses, not to mention how difficult it was at that time.

So more than thirty people came soon, both young and young, male and female.

Lao Wu's brother-in-law also invited an excavator as soon as possible and rushed to work overnight. He had to prepare the foundation before the river water rose.

The excavator put the huge steel cage into the foundation pit at the bottom of the river. The mixer on the shore also began to stir the concrete under the driving force of the high-power generator.

Lao Wu led the villagers and pushed the concrete with a cart. After passing the road made of wooden boards, he poured the concrete into the pit.

Buzz —

The sound of the vibrator broke the tranquility of the quiet river valley.

Seeing everyone busy, Yu Zhen was not idle either. Not only did he pay attention to everyone's safety, but he also had to look at the drawings from time to time and compare them with materials.

After two days of continuous efforts, the foundations of several bridge piers were finally completed.

Next, it's time for Yang Bawan to appear.

Both piers and decks require supporting molds, so he, a carpenter, can naturally show off his skills.

Some villagers who can build steel bars also began to attack bundles of steel bars in nearby open spaces.

"Brother-in-law," After finishing work that evening, Zhang Yuanbo quietly found Lao Wu, "Don't go back today. I'll go with me to the county town to meet a friend."

"What friend?"

"Isn't this not enough money now?" Zhang Yuanbo said, "I contacted a friend who sells steel and was willing to advance money for us, but the price was slightly higher, so I want to talk to you in detail."

Someone is willing to advance money, which is definitely a good thing.

So Lao Wu got into his brother-in-law's car and came to a good hotel in the county.

He is worthy of being a big business owner. He is dressed well and is very good at speaking. Soon Lao Wu became trusted in him.

"Boss Fan," said Lao Wu after three rounds of drinking, "First of all, I thank you for your advancement and support the construction of our village."

"You are welcome. I am a businessman, so I naturally need to invest in my business."

"I just asked the village chief and he said that the price would be higher," said Lao Wu, "but the premise is that you have to deliver the steel to the right place on time."

When Boss Fan and Zhang Yuanbo heard this, a hint of joy appeared in their eyes.

"But he said, there must be no problem with the quality."

"Don't worry about this. My steel is absolutely guaranteed to be of quality, and the first batch of materials will be in place tomorrow," Boss Fan raised his glass, "Come to Lao Wu, I'll give you another cup."

Another thing was done. Old Wu was in a good mood and unknowingly drank a few more drinks.

That night, he lived in Zhang Yuanbo's house.

When he woke up the next morning, Lao Wu rubbed his painful temples.

I am used to drinking Baiyun Village wine and drinking other wines, I feel that it doesn’t feel much about my stomach and I even have a headache.

Seeing that it was getting late, he got up immediately and prepared to go back to receive the materials.

But while wearing clothes, he found something in his pocket.

When I took it out, I found that it turned out to be three stacks of big red tickets.

Sixty thousand!

Why does he have so much money in his pocket?

Could it be that Zhang Yuanbo placed it here?

So he woke Zhang Yuanbo who was still sleeping and asked, "What's going on with this money?"

"Brother-in-law, this is given to you by Boss Fan."

"What did he give me money?"

"Isn't it normal for him to give him a red envelope after you helped him do such a big business?" Zhang Yuanbo said, "And he said he would thank him again after checking out."

Old Wu's heart sank.

normal?

A normal ghost!

There are less than two million steel in total, and you can give a red envelope of 60,000 at will?

Will you give it to you later?

When Old Wu doesn’t understand, is Boss Fan a fool?

None of them.

The only explanation is that there is a problem with the steel given by Boss Fan!

Although I don't know what the problem is, there must be a problem!

He threw the money on Zhang Yuanbo's bed and said in a deep voice: "I don't want this money, please let him take it back!"

"Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

"That's what I mean!" Old Wu hurriedly put on his shoes and said, "Tell him clearly, I'll go to the construction site now. If I find that the steel is not qualified, let him take it back."

Seeing that he was serious, Zhang Yuanbo quickly got up.

He didn't know what happened to this brother-in-law. He didn't even need the money he got, so why was he so stupid?

If he really doesn't want Boss Fan's steel, wouldn't he be in vain these few days?

"Brother-in-law, wait for me, I'll go with you!"
Chapter completed!