"If you want me to write you an IOU, the premise is that you must pay the taxes for a little bit this year and complete local coordination..."

Liu Fuwang was tired and sat on the ground and began to wrap his leaves.

"Before, the brigade was poor and it was unscrupulous to owe money; every meeting, even if the county leaders did not mention it, I couldn't raise my head! As a Communist Party member, as the country continued to develop, even the poverty of a brigade could not be solved..."

As the old man said, his eyes turned red.

Liu Chunlai could understand the old man's thoughts.

I couldn't help but sigh.

From the War of Resistance Against Japan to the War of Resistance Against U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, the war ended and the old man was discharged from his army and returned to his fields.

I was originally owed, but there was nothing I could do.

But now, Liu Chunlai always bought hundreds of thousands or millions, and he still owed that little, so the old man felt uncomfortable.

He owed the debt.

"Dad, I agreed before that we don't care about other land that have not been handed over... Didn't we reach an agreement with Wangshan Commune to collect the millet and sell the grain to us!" Liu Chunlai comforted the old man.

There is really not much money.

Even if the grain sold to them by Wangshan Commune is much more expensive than those sold by grain stations, it will not cost tens of thousands of yuan a year.

If industry has not developed to a certain extent, the country needs to develop, and agricultural taxes are indispensable.

It is even more okay to build the local area.

What's more, with local coordination, Liu Chunlai has brought all the county to build their economic foundation.

"Where does the money come from? Ye Ling doesn't pay any money, saying that the brigade's money must be separated from the company's money... The third brother actually got out of the way with her..." Liu Fuwang stared at his son with his eyes tightly.

When Liu Chunlai saw the old man's expression, he immediately cursed himself inwardly.

The old man and Yan Jinsong and others who have been struggling on the battlefield for decades, and those who have climbed out of the dead are all at the level of the actors.

The old man was acting before!

The purpose is to gain control of the financial power of the brigade.

But things have reached this point, what else can it be?

"Dad, I lent the grain tax and fundraising this time to the brigade in my personal name... No matter it is a furniture factory or a clothing factory, no matter how much money it is, you must not move around. Otherwise, in the end, the equity ratio of new investment will change... The country's requirement is to maintain the collective economy as the dominant..."

Liu Chun came to understand the interests in it, and Liu Fuwang understood it.

At present, it is proposed to develop the economy everywhere in the country. The household contract responsibility system has just been contracted, and even the implementation is very obstacles. In the past two years, their brigade has taken back the distributed land.

If Liu Chunlai's personal shares exceeded that of the collective economy, then...

"I just thought about paying the grain tax and withdrawal funds to prove that we are right to take back the land..." Liu Fuwang was a little embarrassed.

He hadn't thought about another layer.

Looking at the old man, Liu Chunlai was moved.

No wonder the old man did this.

If something goes wrong, I'm afraid the old man will take it all by himself.

This is the real thing that you don’t have itchy if you have too much sex, and you don’t have to worry if you have too much debt.

"I've been like this in my life. You are still young and you can't have problems at the beginning." Seeing that his son understood what he meant, the old man didn't say much.

Liu Chunlai didn't say much either.

"Tomorrow we will thresh millet, so we will keep our own grain first. There are many various projects in the brigade, and each factory and project manages food, so we can buy the grain directly." Liu Chunlai only said this.

This time, Liu Fuwang signed the loan form, which was extremely happy.

"Brother, my father is afraid he is not going to pay you back... He subsidizes all his money to the brigade..." Liu Qiuju looked at the old man's money and was a little worried.

Fifty thousand!

The entire brigade needs to pay only less than 20,000 yuan in food and funding.

As the captain, Liu Chunlai could not have known it.

"Leave some living money for dad." Liu Chunlai couldn't say something to the third brother.

Liu Fuwang naturally became happy when he had money in his hands.

"Dog said, you are using tricks to your son!" Yan Jinsong looked at the 50,000 yuan in front of him, and after a while, he spoke.

Ma Wenhao on the side was puzzled, "Secretary Liu, what does this mean?"

"I use money to pay for the grain. After the grain from people who have not paid the land, the captains of our brigade will urge me. But I will first hand over the entire brigade's this year. If the extra ones are paid, I will pay back some of the brigade's owed to the commune..."

"Or what you owe, I'll pay back all you owe? Not much anyway!" Yan Jinsong asked unwillingly.

"You have to be a little bit of shame as a person. Either you come to the finance office to calculate it immediately, or I will take the money back..." After Liu Fuwang said that, he was about to take back the money on the table and put it in the cloth bag.

Yan Jinsong immediately held the money down.

"Don't, Xiaoma, go and find someone from the Finance Office right away..."

Just kidding!

The commune is short of money now.

Ma Wenhao looked at the two of them in confusion.

Confused.

As the new town head of the commune, he has not yet been familiar with the situation of the commune.

For the sake of money, I went directly to the homes of the financial department staff.

"Did you give your father money?" As soon as Liu Chunlai came back, Mr. Liu Ba, who was sitting by the stone table drinking tea, asked him.

"Eighth Patriarch, you are well-informed!" Liu Chun looked at Master Liu Ba.

Is this message delivered so quickly?

Could it be that Liu Jiuwa said it?

Liu Jiuwa is still cooking night dinner in the stove.

"Fuwang, this dog, is becoming more and more shameless, and even his own son is cheating!" Master Liu Ba sighed.

Liu Chunlai was puzzled.

Dad cheated on me?

Is 50,000 yuan of money of other purposes?

Although I knew that the old man was acting before, I paid the brigade various funds and grain this year for the 50,000 yuan, and there was still a lot of leftovers.

What's going on?

"The commune has no money to build a factory... Your father's money is smeared by part of the brigade and the commune's accounts, and the commune and the county's, I guess he will owe more this year..."

The old man pinched his goatee and told the secret in one sentence.

Liu Chunlai immediately became clear.

"Yan Jinsong is not that brave, right?" Liu Chunlai didn't believe it very much.

"The Xin Township Mayor hasn't figured out the situation yet." Master Liu Ba snorted coldly, "But this is a good thing. Yan Jinsong and your father are all the same, and no one wants to owe the government."

"Ma Wenhao is probably sold by these two old men, so he will still help count the money with a smile. Poor kid..." Liu Chunlai began to observe a moment of silence for Ma Wenhao.

Liu Fuwang and Yan Jinsong have joined forces to act. Although Ma Wenhao has been with Secretary Xu, who is also a movie emperor, for some time, that is probably not enough.

Ma Wenhao took the blame.

Liu Fuwang acted in front of Liu Chunlai. Liu Qiuju didn't know that her father was acting, and she played it completely with her true nature. She was used by the old man. Then the old man cried again and Liu Chunlai gave money.
Chapter completed!