Of course, everyone had no objection. Zheng Qiang pulled Huo Qianli out first, and then everyone went out one by one in order, without any mistakes.

When the town leaders arrived, the village committee members who originally had seats on the rostrum had to sit in the first row below.

At the invitation of Huo Qianli and everyone else, everyone quickly sat down in an orderly manner and waited quietly for the meeting to begin.

Although Huo Qianli was sent directly by the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, and although his prestige in Hushan Village, especially in Group 3, was not inferior to anyone else, he was not the actual leader of the village committee, and the opening speech was given to Gu Guangfu.

Fortunately, he had already written the manuscript for Gu Guangfu last night.

Well, in order to train Gu Haitao, this manuscript was actually written by Gu Haitao, but Huo Qianli made some minor modifications.

Billions of bits and pieces.

Gu Guangfu moved the microphone wrapped in red cloth in front of him, looked at the beginning of the manuscript, "Dear fellow villagers", cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Dear Secretary Zheng, Mayor Zhang, and leaders..."

Huo Qianli grinned.

"Getting rid of poverty is the common wish of several generations of people in Hushan Village. We have tried hard to do this, and the government has given us a lot of help, but the results are hardly satisfactory..."

"This time, under the call of the provincial party committee to coordinate urban and rural development and to vigorously promote poverty alleviation in poor villages, after sufficient preliminary research and investigation, combined with the actual situation of Hushan Village, we finally found a practical path..."

"After all three groups agreed, we were able to promote the centralized transfer of land in the three groups, with a total of 299 mu and 20 mu of land, and the initial plan is to use nearly 200 mu of contiguous land. On this basis, we successfully signed a contract with Wenxing Pharmaceutical Group in Jincheng. In the contract, Wenxing Pharmaceutical promised..."

"Against this background, the village committee decided..."

Gu Guangfu looked up at the audience, then at Huo Qianli, and said loudly: "Establish the Hushan Village Qianli Medicinal Materials Professional Cooperative to coordinate the planning and handling of Hushan Village's medicinal materials business."

Huo Qianli, who was standing below to maintain order in the venue, opened his mouth but ultimately did not speak and just smiled slightly.

During last night’s communication, the name of this cooperative was revealed to be [Hushan Village Medicinal Materials Professional Cooperative].

There's nothing much to say about what happened next.

"The founding meeting of the Hushan Village Medicinal Materials Cooperative is now being held. The first batch of members are all the villagers from the three groups, with households as units, and the principle of voluntary admission and voluntary withdrawal is implemented. In the future, based on the operation of the cooperative, we will strive to promote coverage to all villagers in the village. Now, the villagers from the three groups come forward one by one, sign, and press fingerprints!"

With previous experience as a guide, no one caused any trouble.

The three groups of villagers were so excited that they stepped forward one by one and put their bright red fingerprints on a large prepared agreement.

According to the usual procedure, we would just strike a gong or cut a ribbon to announce the establishment, and then take a few photos.

Wang Wei, the town propagandist who followed the leader below, was ready to raise his camera, but he didn't expect Huo Qianli to quietly come on stage and invite Zheng Qiang, a senior town official, to say a few words to everyone.

When Zheng Qiang heard this, he thought, okay, let’s say a few words.

So he patted the red cloth microphone, smiled and spoke to the villagers.

After all, he was the town party secretary, so his speech level was high enough, but the villagers of Hushan Village could hardly hear it. They just stared with eyes wide open and listened with ears pricked up.

After Secretary Zheng finished speaking, Huo Qianli scratched his head and walked to Mayor Zhang to ask him to say a few words.

Mayor Zhang was stunned for a moment, then felt that it was not impossible, so he walked up and said some empty words like "strong support" and "hard work".

By the time he finished speaking, everyone's enthusiasm had slowly faded and their energy had been somewhat exhausted.

Huo Qianli checked the time, scratched his head, and looked at Wang Anquan, "Deputy Mayor Wang, do you want to say a few words?"

A group of town leaders were stunned. What was going on? Did everyone have to speak?

Zheng Qiang also looked at Huo Qianli in confusion. In his impression, Huo Qianli was a very sensible and emotionally intelligent person. What happened?

Wang Anquan didn't think it was a big deal. He just wanted to say a few words and confirm that he was in charge of Hushan Village.

So he took the microphone and gave a passionate speech, which made the people below feel uneasy.

But he didn't have much ink, so it only took three or five minutes.

Huo Qianli sighed. If nothing worked, he would just have to bite the bullet and say a few more words.

Just as he took the microphone, a figure in a yellow jersey rushed into the dam, shouting excitedly, "Brother Qianli, here we come!"

Huo Qianli breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Secretary Zheng and others with a smile: "Leaders, shall we move to the door and take a look?"

Secretary Zheng asked in confusion: "Xiao Huo, what is this?"

Huo Qianli smiled slightly, "The material truck of Wenxing Pharmaceutical has arrived. Is there any better material than this for the founding conference?"

It turned out that he was waiting for this... Everyone suddenly realized, and their perception of Huo Qianli immediately changed. They all felt that Huo Qianli was sensible and reasonable!

Then they all got up and walked to the roadside outside the village committee. Then they saw a dirty motorcycle carrying a dusty fat white man appear in their sight.

Everyone was instantly disappointed. How much supplies could this motorcycle carry? It was all in vain.

The fat white man jumped off the motorcycle, took out ten yuan from his pocket and slapped it into the master's hand, "No need for change."

Then he looked around the crowd and quickly ran to Huo Qianli, "Hello, Mr. Huo."

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