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"Brother Jiu, can you still believe me, Luo Sanjin? I will definitely pay you back the peanut money next month. Yes, I can't rely on you even if I sell it in a bad way." Luo Sanjin said earnestly to the other end of the phone with the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant: "Sanjin, I can't believe you, mainly because my family is a little difficult. Since you said that, let's wait for a few more days."

"Thank you, Brother Jiu!" Luo Sanjin's face was full of smiles, but as soon as he put down the phone, his face turned green.

"Is it a debt again?" Luo Sanjin's wife, who was steaming buns in the kitchen, asked him with concern.

Luo Sanjin couldn't hold back his face, and waved his hand impatiently to his wife, "Go away, my girls have long hair and short knowledge. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

Under Luo Sanjin's power, Luo Sanjin's wife rarely has room for speech at home. However, this time, she still plucked up her courage and said, "Sanjin, I said there is something wrong with this oil press. That... I passed by the Chen family this morning, and the wife there said that the price of cooking oil in the county has dropped a lot, and they are also responsible for delivering oil to our small shops around us."

"Okay, stop talking! You know nothing!" Luo Sanjin stopped his wife and took out a cigarette and lit it. The situation of going to the oil press this morning appeared in his mind.

When he put a barrel of oil in the warehouse, Luo Wuxing handed him a cigarette, but Luo Sanjin did not smoke. It was a rule set by Cheng Jiemin. Luo Sanjin abides well by this rule.

Luo Wuxing talked to him for a few words, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.

"Five Stars. We have grown up naked ass since we were young. We can say something when we have something, and let go when we have farts. What is hesitating?" Luo Sanjin was thinking about where to collect some peanuts this year. Looking at Luo Wuxing's condition, it was a bit unbearable.

"Brother Sanjin, that... that's the case. Your aunt's cough is getting worse and worse. Zhihong's mother in our village said she asked me to take your aunt to a large hospital for a look, otherwise there might be a big problem." Luo Wuxing said this and began to lower her head to smoke.

Luo Sanjin didn't dare to look at Luo Wuxing at first glance. He knew what Luo Wuxing meant. He was very busy preparing peanut ingredients, and he never expected that his brothers who worked with him would break up at this critical moment.

According to Luo Sanjin's previous temperament, he really wanted to curse and kick Luo Wuxing again. But when the words came to his mouth, he held back again. After all, Luo Wuxing was his loyal supporter in the village. It would be of no benefit to him if he turned his face.

After pondering for a while, Luo Sanjin finally said, "Cometown Chief Cheng is coming soon, he and I will discuss this matter together."

Luo Wuxing agreed and was about to leave. Halfway through, he turned back: "Brother Sanjin, that me..."

"What else is there?"

Luo Wuxing seemed to want to explain, but in the end he didn't say anything and went to do something else.

This scene made Luo Sanjin feel like a thorn in his heart. Although he was a farmer, he was still a little scheming about doing business. If the oil squeezed cannot be sold as Chief Cheng said, the factory would not last long.

"Sanjin." Just as Luo Sanjin was thinking hard, his wife, who had already put the steamed buns in the pot, asked hesitantly: "Do you think this oil press can make money?"

Hearing this sound, Luo Sanjin jumped up from the chair. He looked at the big yellow dog that was shouting loudly at Cheng Jiemin at his doorstep. He kicked the big yellow dog to the ground with one kick.

"Brother, what's going on?" Before Cheng Jiemin could tamper the car, Luo Sanjin hurriedly asked Cheng Jiemin.

Cheng Jiemin looked at Luo Sanjin's anxious eyes and smiled and said, "What else can you do? One word is good; two words are great!"

"Okay, that's great, I'm so anxious!" Cheng Jiemin's words almost made Luo Sanjin jump up. The people who asked for accounts in the past two days blocked his door every day, causing him to bear great shame. He didn't know that he was the head of the village, but he had the feeling of crying.

After his wife poured water for Cheng Jiemin, Luo Sanjin pulled Cheng Jiemin and asked how much it could be sold. Cheng Jiemin saw Luo Sanjin's performance of being a little out of control, and asked softly: "Brother Sanjin, is there something wrong at home?"

"Now, people are saying that the oil from our oil press cannot be sold, and there are still many people who need to pay the bill to come to their homes to ask for the bill." Luo Sanjin's wife said in a deep voice before Luo Sanjin could speak.

"Also, the oil prices of county grain and oil factories have dropped by several cents at once. Now the grain and oil stores in our surrounding villages are full of grain and oil factories. Many families have bought a large plastic bucket at once, which is enough for a whole family to eat for a year."

Cheng Jiemin's originally relaxed expression gradually became serious. Others were not stupid, and the grain and oil factory suddenly lowered the price, and there were people asking for accounts everywhere, which was in itself for the grain and oil factory they had just formed.

Cooked oil is produced, but when the supply is oversupply, how can you continue to produce it? The raw material supply is still owed others the payment for goods and the workers' wages, and all the money has to be paid. Without thinking much, Cheng Jiemin understood who was coming for him.

Only Lu Xiaoyang, who can mobilize the county oil press factory to compete with him and block the sales of edible oil produced in his factory, has such great energy in Kuanyang Township, only Lu Xiaoyang, who is the secretary of the township party committee. Only Lu Xiaoyang will do this.

Lu Xiaoyang made a good plan! Cheng Jiemin was a little surprised. Why did Lu Xiaoyang have to kill himself? From the time he came to Kuanyang Township, Lu Xiaoyang sat down on a cold bench. Cheng Jiemin warned himself that one of the decisions in the officialdom is to be either tolerant or cruel. When you are not qualified to be cruel, you must be able to endure. After all, now he is alone and alone in Kuanyang Township to support agriculture, and he still seems a bit immature in politics, and is not suitable to fight Lu Xiaoyang in dire straits for dozens of rounds.

Unexpectedly, he was still trying harder!

Cheng Jiemin was angry and said to Luo Sanjin: "Brother Sanjin, someone is deliberately targeting us."

"It's paralyzed, which grandson has caused trouble for us? If I know, I can't deal with that grandson to death." Luo Sanjin couldn't help but say angrily when he thought about his busy schedule to deal with the bills in the past two days.
Chapter completed!