Thursday, the town had a meeting.

The main leading cadres of all villages in Qiantan Town came. Because of the Vibrio infection in Ambergris Lake, Ao Muyang arranged for people to go to the city overnight to buy aphrodisiacs, sterilized effervescent tablets and other drugs. He had to arrange work in the morning, so he came later.

When he and Ao Fugui arrived at the town government office building, the conference room was already very lively.

It is impossible not to be lively. Qiantan Town is a big town with more than 120 villages in total, which means there are 240 or 50 people coming to the meeting!

The village cadres have diverse postures, including college student village officials sent by county and municipal governments. They have youthful appearance and a rising temperament; some villagers who rely on villagers to choose, mostly fishermen, with dark and rough skin and bold behavior; some nouveau riche who rely on bribes to vote for villagers to take office. These people wear gold and silver, with big golden h on their waists, and their round belly, and the h-belt buckle is like a seal talisman.

Many of these people don’t know each other, so they form small groups. Basically, dogs look for dogs and cats look for cats. There are a group of people with golden belts on their waists, college students are a group of people, and fishermen are a group of people.

Before Lu Zhichao came, the village cadres exchanged greetings together. The town government arranged for five girls to serve tea and water, and to deliver melon seeds, peanuts and fruit plates.

Now it was fine. The village cadres had food and drink, and they gathered together and flew everywhere. Someone led the cow by the gate of the town government. A security guard waved: "Is this a cow? Take a walk, there are a bunch of people inside bragging. Be careful to blow your cow!"

Because Ao Muyang came from the lake, he was wearing rain boots on his feet and was wet with mud ideas, like mud legs.

But he is a superstar among the village cadres. When he appeared at the door of the conference room, someone immediately shouted: "Hey, Brother Ao, you are here."

Ao Muyang turned his head and looked at it. But he didn't know each other. He waved his hand politely and laughed: "Sorry, I'm late."

After being greeted by him like this, the village cadre regarded it as glory. He said to the people around him in an indifferent tone: "Oh, this is Ao Muyang, the village chief of Longtou Village. I drank some time ago."

These village cadres naturally knew him. After all, he is now promoted by the city as a celebrity village chief, and many cadres from the village have come to Longtou Village to learn from him.

After he entered the door, the conference room became more lively. A group of people gathered up, and if the arms stretched out to him were raised, it would look like a wood.

Ao Muyang was surrounded by the middle, constantly greeting people and shaking hands with people, making him so anxious that he was almost confused:

"Hello, Director Ao, long time no see you. Let's have a drink together at noon today."

"Hello, hello, yes, long time no see, we will not drink any official duties in the afternoon."

"Director Ao just happened to ask you some questions. Look, I'll go to your village to chat with you in the afternoon?"

"You're welcome. If you don't ask for advice, just come to me if you have any questions."

"Director Ao, let's take a selfie. I came from the county and the village because I was influenced by your glorious deeds. I must learn more from you."

“Learn from each other and make progress together.”

“…”

Ao Muyang didn't expect that he was so popular, so someone saluted him directly. When he saw this scene, he was panicked: I am a village chief, not a chief, what are you doing?

Ao Fugui was also very panicked. Some people greeted Ao Muyang when they saw that the surrounding area was blocked by water.

Poor Ao Fugui didn't know anyone. He almost burst into tears just by recording the names of these people.

In a crowded state, another middle-aged man came to Ao Muyang. Ao Muyang habitually stretched out his hand to say that he had been long and long. As a result, the middle-aged man curled his lips at him and said, "Isn't this Director Ao? I thought everyone was watching celebrities, but Director Ao is also a celebrity, haha, I often see him on TV."

Ao Muyang instinctively realized that the other party was hostile to him, but he was not surprised. He was not RMB, so how could he get everyone liked?

The middle-aged man had a big belly, and the belt buckle on his belly was a palm-sized Jin H. He carried the belt and probably wanted to say something, but he was squeezed away.

In the midst of the noise, Ao Muyang barely heard the middle-aged man shouting: "I'm the protagonist today!"

It was not until Lu Zhichao and several other town leaders that Ao Muyang was able to escape from the crowd. Someone waved to him: "Director Ao comes here to sit."

Ao Muyang was sweating profusely: "You guys sit first, I'm having a stomachache today, I'll go to the bathroom first."

When he came back from the toilet, the order in the conference room had been rectified by Lu Zhichao. In this way, he lowered his head and found a seat behind him. It would be better to be low-key.

He is already very familiar with the theme of the conference, which is to inherit the fishing culture and expand the fishing tradition. The content is the same as they discussed on Monday.

Ao Muyang could have dismissed the same thing, but Lu Zhichao kept mentioning Longtou Village. If someone kept looking back at him, he had to set an example: looking forward, straight waist, fantasy, and wandering around the sky.

Lu Zhichao asked all villages to learn from Longtou Village. After all, Longtou Village has been holding activities such as Xie Yang Ceremony, Sea Ceremony and Dragon King Festival in the past two or three years. During the holidays, some customs will be displayed according to the traditions of fishermen.

After an hour of the meeting, the free discussion began. Lu Zhichao asked the village cadres to use their brainstorming and work together to support this activity that benefited the fishermen in the town.

Ao Muyang grew up in a fishing village. There are many villages in the town, but the customs of each village are similar, so he knows everything they come up with, and has no interest in listening to it, and he starts to get distracted again.

He didn't know how long he was distracted, and then his attention was called back by a shout: "...Where did you find it? Could it be the Maritime Silk Road?"

"Yes, yes, this is a big discovery. Last year, the city also conducted an investigation into the Marine Silk Road."

"How is the scale? Have you confirmed it yourself?"

Ao Muyang was stunned. What are everyone discussing? Why are they so excited?

A fat man with a golden H sign hanging on his waist stood up and said, "I can be sure. You see, I specially brought a piece of haystack porcelain today. This should be a vase from the Ming Dynasty."

As he said that, he took out a backpack from under the table, and as the backpack was carefully pulled open, a porcelain bottle about forty centimeters long was exposed.

This porcelain vase is a beautiful goose-headed vase with a slender and beautiful shape, but the porcelain quality is not clear, because there are many small conchs and barnacles distributed outside. Someone took a look and shouted: "Damn it, it's so disgusting, it's so scary!"

"You have intensive phobia, right?" someone joked.
Chapter completed!