Before the Chinese New Year, the engineering team started construction first.

Since it is less than 20 kilometers, the designers invited by the regional design institute to conduct the project simultaneously while surveying.

To the west of Jingshan is a continuous mountain. The three directions of east and south are still flat, but in a hilly state, so it is not difficult to drive all the way. A large amount of earthwork and excavation work are carried out by machinery, but manpower is also indispensable. The men, women, young and old in Jingshan Village are only two or three hundred people, plus one or two hundred people from the engineering team, and 500 people are not many. It is spread on a construction site that is several kilometers long, as if it is sprinkled with pepper, and no one can be seen in a flash.

Xu Liya was steaming buns at home and asked Su Cheng to go to the construction site. He had never swung a sledgehammer, so he learned to push a wheelbarrow and filled the excavated earth into the pit. That's it, his cousins ​​waved his hand in disgust and said, "Don't take up space in the city, go to the side and rest."

Su Cheng knew that everyone was afraid that they would be tired, but this method of persuading them to rest was a little miserable, so he took another shovel to help and was quickly driven away.

Everyone around him was smiling tensely, and finally his grandfather sent him to the Huotou Army to help a group of uncles and aunts make porridge and boil water...

the next day,

Several villages next to them all sent people to help. To be honest, it is quite hard to build roads in the cold winter. But winter is the slack time. If it is spring and summer, a construction team will be specially invited to come. Not only will the speed be slower, the cost will be much higher.

Su Cheng was quite moved, pretending to lean on the iron shovel and smiled: "Everyone is really enthusiastic, are there hundreds of people here to help?"

"It's not for nothing." Grandpa wore a dog-skin hat and held a map book in his hand, saying, "They are all villages on both sides of the road. When our main road is opened, we will benefit from it. Old Chen Gang from Xinguang Village also came to me and wanted to borrow our bulldozer."

"Then lend it to them."

Xu Baoming said "Yes" and said, "You have to borrow it, but we need to help you pay. Xinguang Village is full of poor men, and they have the strength to help. They have no spare money to hire a car."

Only then did Su Cheng realize that they used labor to pay back the money.

He sighed and said, "If we pay, we will pay. They will also send out the whole village. It should be."

The two men were talking, and a Cherokee was parked at the roadbed at the entrance of the village. The man in the passenger seat got off and shouted loudly: "Who is the person in charge?"

Xu Baoming looked at the license plate strangely, his face changed, and said, "It's the county party secretary's car. Oh, I'll go to entertain you, go and see the construction site in front."

"What does it matter?" Su Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "This county party secretary is here to fight for the autumn wind. He was the county magistrate yesterday, and today he was the county party secretary. He doesn't make people relax for a day."

"Don't talk nonsense. The county magistrate who destroyed the family and the governor who destroyed the family. You are now in business. Be kind and make money, don't offend people casually. Secretary Qian is a cadre from Beijing. I heard that he has been abroad, so don't underestimate it." Xu Baoming specifically mentioned that it was because Su Cheng's cold attitude towards County Mayor Ru. If he offended both chief officials in Ba County, it would be really hard to move forward.

Su Cheng just nodded and did not take a single county party secretary into his eyes. Speaking of which, the county party secretary of Ba County is the department-level position. Not only did officials in Shengli Oilfield run all over the ground, but they could build personal walls even if they piled up.

Of course, local county party secretaries are much more prestigious than directors. The identity of the parents of millions of people can be seen from the shape of the surrounding villagers' detours.

When he arrived, my grandfather bowed slightly to pay homage, but saw that Secretary Qian only opened half of the window and said through the glass: "Is this road you donated?"

Judging from his appearance, Su Cheng was so upset that he turned his face away.

Secretary Qian's secretary looked familiar with him and looked at Su Cheng with a smile, but didn't say anything.

Xu Baoming didn't feel anything, and smiled and said, "It was my grandson Su Cheng who donated it. He made a career outside and helped the countryside."

Secretary Qian has a face with a letter from Yuzi, with a narrow heaven and a slight and said, "I know, Sucheng is the one who bought the overseas oil fields. I heard that your capital chain is quite tight, so why do you still have money to build roads?"

Being able to say this means that this guy is really likely to have returned from studying abroad, and he is also concerned about current affairs. Su Cheng simply replied: "There is no foreign exchange, no RMB."

"I often hear what you say in Beijing." He said "Beijing" instead of "Beijing", which is quite fashionable.

Su Cheng smiled and didn't reply.

Secretary Qian was a little unhappy. Xu Baoming thought of a legend and hurriedly said: "Secretary Qian is a cadre from Beijing, and his vision is different."

The other party laughed and said, "The beauty in Beijing is indeed different. When I left Beijing, I liked to go to the state-owned store in the alley to have breakfast. I won't talk about the state-owned store in Ba County, all of which are places for retirement..."

He talked endlessly about the capital. Xu Baoming tried his best to cater to a few words, but he couldn't keep up.

Secretary Qian felt bored, put away his smile and pretended to be careless, asking: "Su Cheng, have you changed your nationality?"

"Change nationality?"

"It's just getting an American green card or something, or a Hong Kong ID card."

Su Cheng shook his head in surprise and said, "No."

"Not an overseas Chinese?"

"no."

Secretary Qian was full of disappointment and frowned and was about to jump out of his temple. He asked unwillingly: "So, are you pure Chinese? Are you a Chinese?

“Yes, Chinese.”

"I understand." Secretary Qian shook his head and raised the window.

His secretary waved his hand quickly, and the driver automatically reversed and drove towards the village. The place where the roadbed was built was dirty and messy, not a place where wealthy people stayed.

"What's the situation?" Su Cheng thought Secretary Qian wanted to get some money, but he left without saying a word.

His secretary was still there and smiled and said, "Secretary Qian is more interested in overseas Chinese and foreign businessmen. Our investment in the mainland is mainly the scope of work of the county magistrate."

"There is still such a division of labor?" Su Chengqi said.

"Secretary Qian divides the work like this." The secretary said this, paused for a moment, and smiled and said, "Chengzi, do you really don't know me anymore?"

Su Cheng was stunned. It turned out that he was an acquaintance, so he hurriedly looked up and thought for a long time, asking, "Your surname is Liu?"

"Yes." The secretary looked upright, his nose was straight, and he was considered a handsome man. When Su Cheng guessed his surname, he pointed to his nose and smiled: "Liu Fei, do you still remember? That year we went to the bathroom together. I took off your pants and peeeded on it. I was so angry that you didn't even go to the self-study class in the afternoon."

Liu Fei laughed as he said, as if he was an interesting thing from childhood.

Su Cheng's face was covered in black. This was not a real childhood fun thing. It happened in high school. At that time, he only had a pair of pants, which were stained with urine, so he naturally had to wash and dry before he could wear it. Of course, he couldn't go to class in the afternoon.

In my memory, Liu Fei is a guy who likes to play pranks with comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. He is an activist of the Youth League Committee and the Student Union. He often organizes literary and artistic performances, and performs skills on the same stage with girls, and uses teasing classmates as a feast dedicated to girls.

If someone is angry, he will touch the other person's head and say, "You are not really so stingy, are you..."

Su Cheng was thinking, his head had already fallen on his claws.

While rubbing his hair, Liu Fei smiled like an old friend and said, "You are not really so stingy, are you..."

Su Cheng dodged his claws and smiled slightly, "Looking at it now, you really haven't changed much."

"That's not it." As a person who enjoys happiness, Liu Fei may have forgotten those pranks or did not take them to heart. At this time, he smiled confidently: "Sucheng, you are amazing enough, you have returned home in glory. I heard that you are in Shengli Oilfield, bidding for overseas oilfields, will you be promoted?"

"I'm no longer a person within the system."

"It's amazing!" Liu Fei raised his thumbs up, smiled, and suddenly thought of it, saying, "By the way, if you have time, it's better to go through the road construction procedures."

"County Magistrate Ru said that he will go through the procedures."

Liu Fei smiled mysteriously and said, "County Magistrate Ru is from County Mayor Ru, and Secretary Qian is from Secretary Qian."

Su Cheng suddenly realized and asked without surprise: "How many?"

Liu Fei was stunned and raised two fingers.

"2,000?" Su Cheng thought, this guy has a big appetite, this is his salary of 20 months.

Liu Fei shook his head and said, "What 2000 is 20,000 yuan. You are also a big business person. We still use this unit of Qian? Don't worry, Secretary Qian is not a person who embezzles **. This money is given to the special construction funds for urban construction, and it is also used for urban construction."

His tone seemed to be very familiar with Su Cheng.

Before Su Cheng could speak, Xu Baoming was already angry and shouted: "We built our own roads. If the county doesn't help, why do we still have to collect money?"

Liu Fei said calmly: "How much land do you have to occupy on this road? Have you ever calculated that these lands are all public."

“That’s all wasteland.”

“The wasteland is the country.”

Xu Baoming couldn't say anything about him and snorted in anger: "What kind of special funds are not what he said, just use them."

Liu Fei ignored him and faced Su Cheng and smiled and said, "Su Cheng, we are classmates, so I will give you a clear idea. Investment promotion is the job of County Mayor Ru. We Secretary Qian doesn't ask you to do anything. The relationship is in Beijing. If you use money, they will naturally ask for it. How can you say it? If you don't have desires, you will be tough. Do you think this is the reason?"

When Xu Baoming heard this, he pulled Sucheng's arm and said, "Then let's take it slow first. This is not something you can get in a short while."

"It's useless for you to find County Mayor Ru." Liu Fei smiled and left.

Leaving the two of you, Xu Baoming sighed and said, "Sucheng, I think you have to pay this money. Let's raise funds. The family will be 50 yuan, and add it to another village. It's almost done. I'll talk."

Xu Baoming's straight backbone was a little hunched.

Su Cheng grabbed his grandfather and said, "He is going to use our money to fill out his own small treasury, which is not suitable."

"People are under the eaves, and they must bow their heads."

"No," Su Cheng refused to let go and said, "I'll go call."
Chapter completed!