"You old man, you sighed when you come back. What's going on?"

Seeing the old man smoking with a dark face when he came back, he didn't help but feel surprised.

Now the old couple almost never went home, and lived directly in the shed built on the mountain. They even brought a set of pots and bowls, and cooked on the mountain.

"Where are Ergou and Skinny Monkey?"

Liu Fuwang asked Yang Aiqun.

MMP, he lost his power, and even his two bad legs rarely appear in front of him.

The more I think about it, the more I feel lost.

"The day after tomorrow, didn't you ask them to ask Liu Zefu for help?" Yang Aiqun was puzzled. When did the old man's memory become so poor?

Liu Fuwang stopped talking.

"Are you having a conflict with your son again?" Yang Aiqun and Liu Fuwang have lived with him for more than 20 years, and naturally understand his thoughts. When he saw that the other party did not deny, he also sighed, "My son was not good before, you sighed every day; now, my son is promising, he is more capable than you, and you sighed again..."

Originally, my son was not good at it and hid in school every day.

As soon as he mentioned his son, the old man sighed, scolded him for being incompetent, and even scolded Yang Aiqun for spoiling his son too much.

Now……

"I know, isn't this the secretary of my country? These dogs said, I used to be the captain and the secretary of the country, and I came to ask me everything. Now, I've said that no one listened to me after I've arranged the matter and nodded when Chunlai!"

Only in front of the boss can Secretary Liu express his inner depression.

Can you tell me when you go out?

"Chunlai is the captain of the team. As the branch secretary, you just need to grasp the direction of development. How can Chunlai not listen to you? Will you not discuss anything with you?"

Yang Aiqun looked at the old man and wanted to smile.

But I couldn't laugh.

If you laugh, the old man will feel uncomfortable.

"I said that, but when encountering these things, I feel uncomfortable!" Liu Fuwang was open-minded.

It’s not that I can’t accept it, but that it’s like this for a short time and I’m very disappointed.

"Okay, I'll fry two eggs for you later, and you can place wine..."

"Chunlai called me to go to the Eighth Master's house to drink." After that, he got up and walked, and walked a few steps before speaking, "No drinking is gone! This dog said, he eats delicious food every day!"

"It's just like my son didn't ask Liu Jiuwa to buy something for us. You have grown fat on your body, but didn't notice it?" Yang Aiqun despised Liu Fuwang.

Old thing, I don't admit it after eating it.

After his son started to work hard in the brigade, Liu Jiuwa bought all the food and drinks at home.

Now, not only does it have meat every day, but even when cooking, Yang Aiqun dares to cook a dry meal every day.

It’s not that there is not enough rice at home and I can’t cook it at night.

I don’t work at night, so I go to bed after eating. What do I do?

"Old Liu, are you?"

Yan Jinsong and Ma Wenhao had just arrived at the pass and watched Liu Fuwang climb up from one side, he couldn't help but wonder.

Shouldn’t the secretary Liu Fuwang be busy organizing the acquired path ceremony?

The audio recorder factory and color TV factory will be held on that day.

All kinds of preparations are not young or old.

Liu Fuwang obviously came from below Mopan Village.

"Isn't this Yang Aiqun going to plant wheat? I'll go over and see if there is any problem with the canal." Liu Fuwang made an excuse casually.

"Tomorrow morning, Secretary Xu and County Mayor Lu are coming, and it seems that Hong Kong businessmen are coming too?" Ma Wenhao asked Liu Fuwang, "This reception arrangement..."

Several people chatted while walking.

Since the founding of New China, the Fourth Brigade has never been so lively.

There are major leaders from the county, journalists, Hong Kong businessmen, and investors from outside.

But there is no reception here at all.

"The house in the brigade headquarters has been built. I will prepare it tomorrow. I will pull some beds and mattresses from the furniture factory, and make some sheets and quilt covers at the garment factory. I can directly serve as a guesthouse."

Liu Chunlai only said that he had two rooms as a guesthouse. Liu Fuwang felt that if he wanted to entertain so many people, he would do the job first.

As for the brigade headquarters, after such a long time and no office, wouldn’t it be too late for any work?

"The brigade headquarters is a guesthouse?" Yan Jinsong felt it was too wasteful, "There are not many people coming to you."

"That's okay, the guesthouse will charge money anyway."

The more Liu Fuwang thought about it, the more he felt that this was feasible.

MMP, it’s not OK if I don’t do anything to make money as a branch secretary.

Tomorrow, I will rent three cars from the county and pay once a month.

Not tied?

The car drove back and stopped there!

"Change the brigade headquarters into a guesthouse?" Liu Chunlai did not expect that his father would come out one after another.

"Yes. Anyway, there are so many houses built, more than ten! Just leave two or three offices to make offices. In the future, no matter whether the customers or the leaders come, you can't live for free, right?" Liu Fuwang didn't care whether Yan Jinsong and Ma Wenhao were there.

When leading cadres come, they have to pay for accommodation.

"Dad, Qingmei and the others live, you won't be planning to collect their money, are you?" Liu Chunlai's lips twitched a few times.

When everyone around heard it, they were all looking at Liu Fuwang.

Liu Zaihou was also present.

"This is not necessary, but it won't work over time!" Liu Fuwang said, "Either they move out, or you give money."

The arrangement was arranged by Liu Chunlai.

All brothers have to settle the score clearly, and the father and son must settle the score.

"Dad, I'll give you a hundred first, don't do this time!"

"Who wants your money? That's the brigade's property!" This time, Secretary Liu is no longer able to buy it for one hundred yuan.

As the branch secretary and the top leader of the brigade, he must ensure his position.

"Okay, just be happy. I'll get a charter tomorrow..." Liu Chunlai didn't want to waste his energy on arguing with his father about these things, "Let's just explain the reception issues tomorrow."

Tomorrow's reception is more critical.

Zhang Jianmin and others will appear as investors, and the reception arrangements cannot be arbitrary.

Colt and others, even Zheng Tianyou, would also be present as foreign businessmen and could no longer arrange them at will as they did before.

Originally, Liu Chunlai planned to let them go to the county after they finished work.

The guesthouse built by the county government office is naturally better than theirs.

Now the old man wants to prioritize the brigade headquarters into a guesthouse, at least it can provide furniture, bedding, etc., and it is still on the top of the mountain. The environment is also good, which looks much better than the guesthouse that was renovated by the county office.

"Actually, there is no reception. Many activities are all in one day, so you have to arrange and coordinate various things..." Yan Jinsong didn't think there was any problem with the reception. "Our commune factory building will be put into use in a few days..."

"I won't talk about these today." Liu Chunlai shook his head directly.

Last time his father gave him 50,000 yuan in quick money, but the money was intercepted by the two of them and they directly repaired the factory.

Now I’m waiting for Liu Chunlai to rent a house and pay for it!
Chapter completed!