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Chapter 1932

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"Chairman!"

"Chairman!"

"..."

Seeing Zhou Andong, the employees greeted him one after another. Among them, a young man of thirty-one or thirty-two, with dark skin and a short but very sturdy build, took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it for Zhou Andong.

"How is Uncle's health? When will he be back?"

This young man was named Han Jiashan, the son of Seventh Uncle, and he had a very good relationship with Zhou Andong's family.

"He's recovering very well. He can stand up on his own now, walk slowly, and can walk dozens of meters." Zhou Andong took a puff of his cigarette: "I reckon he'll be able to come back in September."

It was just the time when people were getting off work. Seeing Zhou Andong chatting under the small white building, everyone who was familiar with his family and had a good relationship with him gathered around.

"Brother Dong, when Uncle and Aunt come back, will they still live in Tanghezi?"

"You're asking that? Of course they'll live in the city. Why would they go back to Tanghezi?"

"Uncle Dong, when I save up money for two years, I'm going to buy an apartment in the city too. Can you give me a discount?"

The one calling him Uncle Dong was a young man who looked to be only twenty-one or twenty-two. He was very thin but quite tall, looking like he could be 1.8 meters.

He was wearing the farm's work uniform, which was baggy and loose, as if the clothes were hanging on a bamboo pole; it felt like a gust of wind could blow him away.

His name was Cao Baochun. He called Old Comrade Zhou 'Second Grandpa', and he even had to call Old Four 'Aunt'.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhou Andong had never figured out how this seniority was calculated.

"No need to buy a house in the city. In less than two years, the farm will build small Western-style houses. As long as you are a shareholder, every family will get one. If the efficiency is good, in a few more years, we'll give every family a small car."

Last year, Huaxi Village bought 250 Jetta cars to distribute to the villagers. Zhou Andong had seen this news in the Yangcheng Evening News when he attended the Yangcheng Entrepreneur Forum.

At that time, he was thinking that Huaxi Village was already on the fast track, and it definitely wouldn't be easy to catch up.

Since more than a hundred households of villagers had trusted him and handed their land over to him, he, Zhou Andong, could not have only money in his eyes.

There were some things Huaxi Village could do, and he, Zhou Andong, naturally couldn't fall behind. The small Western-style houses had to be built, and cars definitely had to be bought.

As for those villagers who didn't believe in him and didn't buy shares, then there was nothing to be done; they could only regret the wrong decision they made at the time.

"Uncle Dong!" Cao Baochun said excitedly: "Is it true? Don't lie to us."

Zhou Andong said irritably: "When have I ever lied to you?"

Han Jiashan slapped his thigh and said regretfully: "My family just built a house last year. If we're going to build small Western-style houses, the house was built for nothing."

"It's not for nothing!" Zhou Andong said: "In the future, when we build the small Western-style houses, we'll build them under the North Mountain, by the side of the Xiaoqing River, to create a brand-new rural area.

When everyone moves into the small Western-style houses, we'll renovate our village properly. The roads in the village will all be leveled, paved with cement, and every family's house will be well protected.

Whose house it is, we'll put up a sign at the entrance with their name on it. For example, for Cao Baochun's house, the sign will have Cao Baochun's name on it.

In the future, we'll create a farmhouse leisure resort. When tourists come, they can go to the farm to pick fruits and vegetables themselves, go fishing in the fish pond, and choose chickens, ducks, and geese in person. We'll charge by the catty and cook them for free.

Then, in the evening, we'll have programs, bonfires, singing, dancing, and fireworks. In short, we'll make tourists not want to leave once they come.

In this way, your old houses will have a use. People from the city all want something fresh and will definitely want to experience the rural heated brick beds.

By then, we'll charge twenty or thirty per person. Think about it, who goes on vacation alone? It's always a whole family, at least two people, right?

It's usually a family of three or five, and even more come with friends, so the number of people will be even higher. Charging twenty yuan per person, isn't it easy to make eighty or a hundred a day?"

Listening to Zhou Andong's description, imagining the future—farmhouses, resorts, living in small Western-style houses, driving small cars—everyone was filled with excitement.

They didn't doubt Zhou Andong's words at all. In their hearts, as long as Zhou Andong said it, it would definitely be realized.

At this time, General Manager Zhang Chaoming heard the commotion and also came out of the office building.

"Manager!"

Someone saw Zhang Chaoming and made way.

"Chairman!"

Zhang Chaoming said with a smile: "I heard people talking downstairs in the office. It sounded like you, and when I looked out the window, it really was."

"Alright, everyone go home." Zhou Andong said to the employees beside him: "Today was just a casual chat with everyone. Some things you just need to know; don't spread them."

"Rest assured, Uncle Dong." Cao Baochun patted his chest to guarantee: "I definitely won't talk nonsense."

Zhou Andong shook his head with a smile. He was just saying it casually; wanting this group of people to keep a secret, how could that be possible.

The employees dispersed, and Zhou Andong said to Zhang Chaoming: "What's for dinner in the cafeteria?"

"It seems there's pork stewed with green beans." Zhang Chaoming thought for a moment: "I don't know about the others."

Zhou Andong didn't ask further: "Have the cafeteria make a pot of iron-pot stewed goose, and add a stewed pork rib dish."

"Alright!" Zhang Chaoming called over a security guard: "Go to the cafeteria and say the Chairman is here. Have them make an iron-pot stewed goose and some pork ribs."

"Tomorrow evening, important guests are coming. We'll host them at your farm." Zhou Andong threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it: "Make a roast whole lamb, and then make two iron-pot stews, that should be about enough. As for what to stew, you decide."

After giving instructions, Zhou Andong looked at Sun Xiaohui: "Let's go, I'll take you to stroll around the greenhouse and pick some fresh vegetables for you to take back."

Then they went to the greenhouse. Zhou Andong's teacher, Jiang Gengping, was not there; he had returned to school a few days ago and wouldn't be back until the end of August.

He took Sun Xiaohui to visit the farm and picked a large nylon bag of vegetables, which made Sun Xiaohui worry.

"So many, how do you expect me to carry them?"

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Just have Yu Zhan send them to your house, won't that work?"

Sun Xiaohui blinked, tilted her head, and glanced at Yu Zhan: "You, as a boss, are really quite competent. Anytime, anywhere, you're creating opportunities for your employees."

"Isn't that the truth!" Zhou Andong looked exhausted: "Just say, how much I worry. When you two get married, you must let me, this matchmaker, preside over your wedding. That way it will have a beginning and an end."

"Get lost!" Sun Xiaohui refused without hesitation: "You can be our witness, but presiding over it, forget it."

"Don't you believe me?" Zhou Andong looked heartbroken: "Let me tell you, only if I preside over it will your wedding be complete."

Sun Xiaohui curled her lips: "I still remember, in the second year of high school, our class held a New Year's party. You insisted on presiding, and then the perfectly good party was turned into a mess by you. You still want to preside over our wedding? Don't even think about it."

Zhou Andong looked at Yu Zhan: "Yu Zhan, when you get married, can I preside over your wedding?"

Yu Zhan secretly glanced at Sun Xiaohui, then puffed out his chest: "At work, I resolutely obey the Chairman's arrangements. In private matters, I will also resolutely obey my wife's arrangements."

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