Although I didn’t have in-depth communication, I felt that I had a lot of understanding.

Many cadres have always rarely done things in order not to make mistakes.

"Our place is different. Secretary Xu and the others came back from the battlefield."

Liu Chun said.

Maybe Song Yao couldn't understand this.

But Liu Chunlai really felt it.

His father came from the battlefield of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea.

It is precisely because of what they showed that Liu Chunlai was able to be the captain with peace of mind.

Don't think about the branch secretary.

Secretary Liu said that there is no reason why his son cares about me.

Secretary Liu will never die for a day.

Captain Liu can only be the crown prince.

Can't become the emperor of their brigade.

Seeing Song Yao confused, she even more confused.

Liu Chunlai smiled and sighed.

"Do you think my identity as a captain is incredible?"

Song Yao nodded violently like a chicken pecking at rice.

Liu Chunlai is different from other bosses.

Those who introduce themselves will always be the captain.

Not a certain boss or a manager.

Not only Song Yao.

Anyone who is familiar with Liu Chunlai is puzzled by the identity of this captain.

With Liu Chunlai's ability to get involved in the system, it is not enough for a county magistrate.

A capable person, regardless of whether he has a background or not, will rise rapidly these days as long as he can do economic development.

Economy determines everything.

How could you become a captain with an income of tens of millions a year like Liu Chunlai?

Isn't it nice to be a boss?

Nowadays, no matter where the bosses go, leaders from all over the world always welcome them with a smile in order to attract investment.

All kinds of generous conditions promised.

Liu Chunlai sighed again.

"My father is also a veteran. He joined the Red Army at the age of 14. He chased the Red Army from the Long March, beat the Japanese, beat Chiang Kai-shek, and fought with the American imperialists on the Korean battlefield..."

Song Yao looked at Liu Chunlai and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Liu Chunlai's father is such a hero.

After so many years of war, it actually...

And, just an ordinary old farmer?

Even if Liu Chunlai could not take her to see his father.

It can't stop her from admiring the old man.

"If the old man didn't come back then, he would at least be a senior official leader now. But he refused the country's retention and went home."

"Why didn't he stay?"

Song Yao asked.

If Liu Fuwang stayed, Liu Chunlai would have to be a second-generation official now.

“My hometown is very poor.”

Liu Chunlai said casually.

"The kind of poverty you can't imagine..."

"I can imagine." Song Yao was despised by Liu Chunlai and waved her fists dissatisfied: "I have experienced a lot."

Liu Chun looked at her and smiled.

Continue to say calmly:

"The production team I first became the captain, with a total population of 327 people, 37 households, 26 elderly people over 60 years old, 178 people in the total labor force, and 123 people in the semi-labor, including 63 adult women in the semi-labor, and 115 bachelors! I went, and I was ranked 116th."

Liu Chunlai didn't say why he became a bachelor.

That thing is not glorious.

Song Yao's eyes widened even more incredibly.

"This is a bachelor's ratio..."

"The entire brigade has less than 2,000 people, of which 348 are bachelors."

Song Yao covered her mouth in surprise.

She could not imagine it at all.

The poor she came into contact with was far from this level.

"I think it's incredible? Not only that. I can't eat enough for more than half a year. Red potato leaves and sorghum rice will cause nausea in my mouth, sorghum rice will prick the throat..."

Song Yao felt that Liu Chunlai was making up stories.

She grew up in Xiangjiang and has heard of it when she came back.

But I've never heard of such poor.

"Is Brother Jiu awesome? He used to be a bachelor. He has practiced boy skills for fifty years..."

"Don't Brother Jiu have a wife? He was so mean as he spoke. I knew you were made up."

Song Yao and Liu Jiuwa have a lot of contact.

Liu Jiuwa made Song Yao worship him.

Martial arts.

Traditional Chinese medicine.

Massage.

Fortune telling…

Usually, he always wears a gray cloth gown and stands behind Liu Chunlai with a stern face. Almost no one will ignore his existence.

Expert!

"I'm almost 60 years old now, can't I tell you? When I was the captain, he was 54."

"Brother Jiu is almost 60 years old?"

Song Yao looked incredible.

"It looks like I'm less than 50 years old."

"That's a ruthless man. I just went to be the captain. In order to make them obedient, I swear in front of them that I would let them get rid of the bachelor and be the last one. My mother got it, and then she clamored to jump into the river... Brother Jiu took the lead in kowtowing to my mother, and didn't want to be over..."

Song Yao was stunned.

This story made my eyes sluggish.

"We have not had a new wife in our place for ten years, and the girls in the village will always be married."

Song Yao felt that Liu Chunlai was really making up stories.

She could not imagine such a living environment.

"In such an environment, nothing happened?"

"At the beginning, we had an old patriarch, the last scholar of the Qing Dynasty. Later, we joined the Lu-Protection Army and went to the martial arts lecture hall. We were considered senior generals of the Sichuan Army..."

Liu Chunlai told these stories in a casual manner.

Song Yao burst into tears without realizing it when she heard it.

This is the story.

I don't even dare to write novels like this.

She suddenly understood.

Why can Liu Chunlai be considered the richest man in the country with such strong abilities and still be in front of the captain?
To be continued...