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233 MMP, Lao Tzu is your old man (both 1250 (5/8)

"Spring is coming, why don't you go to the guest house to rest? It's already past eleven o'clock, so I guess no one will deliver the goods tonight."

Li Lingshan looked at several financial staff who were yawning and said to Liu Chunlai.

Even if Liu Chunlai doesn't leave, they won't be able to go back and rest.

"Yes, spring is here, why don't you go to the guest house first?" Even Feng Qingyun couldn't stay any longer.

Liu Chun came to this turtle son as if he specialized in fishing.

He was afraid that he didn't know how attractive more than one million dollars in cash was, so it was just piled up at the door of the factory.

After receiving the news, the Public Security Bureau, fearing that something might happen, quickly dispatched manpower and rushed over to guard the situation.

The factories in the county have not been very profitable in recent years, and many young people have been idle; in addition, the educated youth who have returned to the city are also waiting for job placement; there are also some urban children who have not been able to go to college after graduation or even have no arrangements to graduate from junior high school.

Idle.

It would be dangerous if someone took the risk.

"Don't worry, it should be here soon." Liu Chunlai didn't believe that no one had sent jute.

The mainland is not like coastal cities. Various products cannot be sold domestically, so they have to find ways to export them to the international market.

Jute, in the entire world, is the world's second largest source of natural fiber after cotton.

Especially in some tropical and subtropical areas, it is impossible to grow cotton. For example, in China's next-door neighbors India, Bangladesh and other countries, the main cash crop is jute.

Liu Chunlai learned about this because he knew someone who was in the textile industry.

At that time, because the economic benefits of jute were relatively low, and the production process of jute was cumbersome, the processed products were low-end products. In addition, domestic cotton production, wool production, chemical fiber and other production continued to increase, and domestic jute production was

Production has dropped to less than 50,000 tons per year.

After the domestic economy developed, the demand for jute was mainly imported from countries such as Bangladesh.

But these days, China’s jute is still exported.

The main use of jute internationally is not for weaving.

After all, the fiber is relatively thick and does not feel very good when worn.

However, because jute has good hygroscopic properties and loses water quickly, it is mainly used in textile sacks and burlap to prevent soil erosion.

But it's different now.

The output of chemical fibers has not reached the level of horror that it will be in a few decades; the output of cotton has not reached the level of excess.

In addition, the Chinese people do not have any money in their pockets, so there is a large market for linen cloth.

Even the clothes and pants Liu Chunlai wore that were sewn by Yang Aiqun stitch by stitch, and even the cloth shoes, were all made of linen.

Because of its good breathability and sweat absorption, it is very comfortable to wear in summer.

The southwest region is not suitable for growing cotton, but the yield is huge.

If we really have to wait for one day, and the price is so high that no leader dares to take a gamble, then we should give up on this place as soon as possible and go to other places for development.

Anyway, as long as there is money to build infrastructure in the village and arrange jobs for everyone so that they will not be idle, that will be fine.

"If something like this happens to me, I'll give him as much jute as he has. It's a gamble and no one will die!" Liu Fuwang said at the side.

Liu Chunlai asked Liu Jiuwa to go back and pick him up so that he could talk to the power supply bureau about pulling the wires.

You also have to find a prefabricator to buy poles and other things.

At the same time, Liu Fuwang also needs to discuss the large steel pipes and large electric water pumps required for the water lifting station.

Captain Liu called together the relevant leaders of the power company and the Agricultural Bureau, and the matter was resolved after a drink.

Of course, it was definitely not Captain Liu who gave the money.

He even brought back two packs of cigarettes.

The power supply bureau these days has not yet become an electric tiger.

Whether it's the technical office under the Agricultural Bureau or the Power Supply Bureau, whether it's the technical office under the Agricultural Bureau or the power supply bureau, whether it's business coming to your door or settling the bill immediately, from the time Captain Liu comes to the door to the drunken wine table, the whole process is provided with a smile.

"What do you think about this? The steel pipes for the water lifting station and three sets of large water pumps cost 120,000 in total. The electric poles and other things will be loaded and transported to the commune after we pay the advance payment tomorrow, but we have to find them ourselves.

People carry it back..."

Liu Fuwang reported to his son when he came back.

He was extremely reluctant to do this kind of thing in his heart.

I need money from my son.

When he built the water lifting station, the basic ditch, the water lifting station's reservoir, and even the diversion reservoir of Yanshan Temple were all built. As long as the steel pipes and large water pumps are in place, water can be pumped directly up.

With water, the food output of the entire Hulucun Village must at least triple!

"Here is 240,000 yuan. You can pay the money first tomorrow. But this is lent by the garment factory to the brigade. You have to write a note to Chunyu Garment Factory and stamp it with the official seal of the brigade." Liu Chunlai just lost it.

Give the leather pocket money to Liu Fuwang.

"Mmp, I'm your old man, why do you ask me to write you an IOU when I take money from you?" Captain Liu suddenly became angry.

This dog says it!

Several other people looked at the father and son with strange expressions.

"Dad, this is money for the team. We must understand it clearly. Public and private matters must be separated." Liu Chunlai didn't care whether he was an old man in front of him or not. "Each team in the furniture factory has shares, so we can't do nothing and pay no cost."

, just waiting for the money. As time goes by, whatever the brigade does, they feel that it is appropriate..."

Liu Chunlai vaguely reminded the old man why Captain Liu had been struggling for decades, and the more he struggled, the poorer he became.

The brigade owed the commune more than 100,000 yuan.

Every household also has accounts.

Captain Liu never separated this.

Although he can still control the entire team, he does not have the same cohesion as before.

Captain Liu was stunned.

I never thought about this issue before.

"But I am your old man, what you said as a dog, my wings have grown hard..." The meaning is very clear, it is only natural that I ask my son to get money.

Liu Chunlai gave him a blank look, "Didn't I give you pocket money? Captain Liu, you have to be reasonable! If you don't write an IOU, don't touch the money. Wait until the brigade gets enough money."

, do it again.”

Liu Chunlai was ready to drag back the snakeskin bag containing the money.

Captain Liu was unhappy and immediately sat on the snakeskin bag, "I will write you an IOU later. I have the official seal on me!"

Looking at my son, I felt very unhappy.

mmp!

It's hard for others to say anything.

This is hundreds of thousands.

"The writing team borrowed it from Chunyu Garment Factory. We will ask the third person to do the accounting when we go back."

Captain Liu's face was ashen.

The authority of his captain began to be challenged by his son, and even his family status was seriously threatened!

This kid also took the third child with him.

Is it time to consider dividing the family?

A few other people didn't see the excitement, so they sat on the side and dozed off with cattail fans, and the sound of slaps on their bodies could be heard from time to time. There were a lot of mosquitoes on summer nights.

"Boom boom boom~"

In the distance, the roar of a car engine could be heard.

"A car is coming?"
Chapter completed!
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