funbook-pk Chapter 155 Good News
Chapter 155 Good News
As soon as these words came out, Wang Shufen wiped the sweat from her palms on her apron and asked nervously:
"What happened?"
Zhang Yang was also a little anxious. Why didn’t Jiang Jiang tell him just now?
He knew that Jiang Jiang was still studying and must have encountered some problems when he came back.
Seeing the worried expressions of the two, Jiang Jiang immediately explained:
"Nothing happened to me, I just had to come back for something."
Only then did Wang Shufen feel relieved.
"If there is anything I can do to help, I will definitely help."
"Well, wait until Uncle Zhang comes back and I'll talk about it together. It's a good thing anyway."
The more Jiang Jiang said this, the more curious they became.
Good thing?
What a good thing?
Not long after, Uncle Zhang came back with a handful of raw peanuts that he had just dug out of the ground.
As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Jiang Jiang sitting in the open living room, with Wang Shufen chatting happily next to her.
"Jiang Jiang, when did you come back? I'll cook you some peanuts later."
Jiang Jiang saw Uncle Zhang's trouser legs covered in mud and his face that looked older than he remembered, and smiled slightly.
"I just came back for something, and I don't know who to talk to first, so I can only ask you and Aunt Wang for advice."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang, who had originally planned to change his clothes, put the peanuts in the basin and came over immediately.
Wang Shufen saw his hurried look and laughed and teased:
"You are already in your forties, why are you in such a hurry? Jiang Jiang said that he has something good to tell us, but we have to wait until you come back."
Zhang Yang and Zhang Wang both sighed and said, "Mom (Grandma), you are still talking about Dad (Grandpa), but aren't you the same?"
Seeing that everyone was present except Zhang Wang's parents who were working away from home, Jiang Jiang stopped keeping the secret and said directly:
"Aunt, uncle, this is what happened. Wasn't I studying in a university outside? During the summer vacation, I went to a company for an internship. They wanted to invest in an environmentally friendly charcoal factory, and the location had to be in a poor mountainous area. I recommended our village, but they said they would consider it, so I didn't tell anyone."
Having said that, Jiang Jiang raised his tone.
"Just last week, they contacted me and said that they had held a meeting and decided to open a small factory in our village. They also let me handle this first and then send someone to inspect it."
Uncle Zhang was delighted at first, then he calmed down and thought for a while.
He suddenly asked:
"Jiang Jiang, it's not that I don't trust you, but they would let you do such a big thing as setting up a factory? Also, why did they choose our village? The transportation here is not convenient."
Wang Shufen, who was originally overjoyed, calmed down and felt that what her old man said made sense. She looked at Jiang Jiang with concern, fearing that she had been cheated.
I heard that people outside are all very clever and good at deceiving others.
Jiang Jiang had already thought of various excuses. Even though the people in the village were more simple and honest than those outside, the saying that old people become more cunning is not said in vain, and Jiang Jiang would not fool them like fools.
She first took out her new mobile phone and searched for Lin Group, a local listed company in Liaocheng that made its fortune from furniture.
Jiang Jiang claimed that he was interning at a branch of the group. In recent years, the federal government has issued a number of tax reduction and exemption policies for environmental protection and poverty alleviation.
Qingshan Village is a poor mountain village and is within the scope of poverty alleviation. Although transportation is inconvenient, there are abundant agricultural and forestry waste crops in the surrounding area and the price of raw materials is cheap.
Moreover, they decided to build such a factory in Qingshan Village not for the purpose of making money, but mainly to enjoy tax reduction and exemption policies.
Wang Shufen and Uncle Zhang were confused, but they both understood that this big company was building a factory in their village for its own benefit. It didn't matter where it was built. For example, the nearby Qingtu Village and Qingshui Village were also poor villages.
Jiang Jiang is really capable. He saved such a huge benefit for his own village.
"Zhang Yang, go call your uncle Qiangzi over and tell him that there is something very important. Ask him to come quickly!"
Uncle Zhang took a puff of his pipe, a look of delight on his face, and quickly asked Zhang Wang to call the village party secretary Zhang Qiang to his home.
Zhang Yang was also very happy when he heard what Jiang Jiang said.
Originally, he wanted to go out to work with other friends, but his father was in poor health and the fields at home had to be taken care of, so he had to stay.
If a factory opened in the village, maybe he could get a job there. If he could earn one or two thousand yuan a month and take care of the family's fields, then in a few years he would have enough money to marry a wife.
Zhang Yang was agile and soon he invited Zhang Qiang over.
"Zhang Yang, you kid, slow down, my old bones can't stand the torture."
"Uncle Qiangzi, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but a few days ago you boasted to me about how you took ten centimeters every day when you were young, didn't you?"
"I can't argue with you. Wait for me to catch my breath. What good news is this? You have to drag me over here while I'm eating."
As soon as Wang Shufen heard the sound coming from the door, she immediately went to the yard to greet someone with a smile.
"Quick! Secretary, come quickly! There's something good happening!"
Zhang Qiang was confused today. He had heard countless good things about Zhang Yang along the way, but when he asked, Zhang Yang was like a mute and said nothing.
When they arrived at the yard, Sister Shufen directly called him the branch secretary. Could it be that some important person had come?
With doubts in his heart, Zhang Qiang walked into the house.
"Jiang Jiang, weren't you in school? Why are you back?"
"Uncle Qiangzi, oh no, Secretary, I came back this time with a mission."
Jiang Jiang repeated to the branch secretary what he had just said to Uncle Zhang and Aunt Wang.
From the first sentence Zhang Qiang said, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together with laughter and never unfolded.
"Jiang Jiang, you've really made it!"
Zhang Qiang thought of Jiang Jiang's deceased parents and somehow sighed.
If the couple knew that Jiang Jiang is so capable now, they would definitely be very happy.
As the branch secretary, Zhang Qiang thinks more than others.
"They also asked, how much investment is needed for this factory, how big a site is needed, how long does it take to rent, whether the workers are recruited from our village, and how are the wages paid?"
As expected of the branch secretary, the questions he raised hit the nail on the head.
"Secretary, they need about 100 square meters of open space to build a factory. The construction team has been found. If people in our village are willing to help, it can be considered a part-time job. The salary is 150 yuan a day. They plan to rent it for ten years first. We will discuss the rent later based on the prices of several surrounding villages."
Then, Jiang Jiang explained to several people what a new type of charcoal factory was.
"They plan to recruit workers from our village, offering a monthly salary of 2,000 yuan, three shifts, and two days off a week."
It’s not that Jiang Jiang doesn’t want to offer a higher salary, the problem is that there are factories nearby, and I’ve never seen anyone offer a salary above two thousand.
So Jiang Jiang could only settle for the next best thing and have two days off a week and work in three shifts. This way, he could legitimately hire a few more people.
"Really?"
Zhang Qiang simply couldn't believe that such enormous wealth could actually befall their Qingshan Village.