Dawa Village.

Fang Xiaolin rode her bicycle to the autumn harvest site and found the village chief Sun Shengli.

He was speaking in a loud voice and organizing the villagers to divide the work.

As the autumn harvest begins, we need to have first-hand information.

Fang Xiaolin is a popular figure who is expected to be promoted to deputy director of the office.

The four traditional large villages with the highest production were allocated.

Xiaoheyan Village, Dawa Village, Xiaowa Village, and Qiangang Village.

She has visited Xiaowa Village and Qiangang Village. The situation this year is average, basically the same as last year, or even slightly lower.

Fang Xiaolin was a little worried.

One of the most important considerations for the county is grain production.

If the overall output declines, all party cadres will lose face and their vital interests will be affected.

When she looked at the scenery of Dawa Village, she felt a little hopeful.

The villagers were well organized and moved quickly.

The corn in the fields is also growing very well.

After this period of training, she can already see some of the tricks.

"Director Xiao Fang, welcome."

Sun Shengli shouted in a loud voice.

His nickname is Sun Dapao, because he has a loud voice. When he raises his voice to speak, it sounds like a cannon.

Fang Xiaolin's ears hurt from the shock and she quickly got out of the car.

"Village Chief Sun, I'm not a director, I'm just an office clerk, please don't flatter me."

Fang Xiaolin lowered her head embarrassedly and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Hey, it's only a matter of time..."

Sun Shengli was well-informed and knew a little about Fang Xiaolin's background.

He has old information and likes to joke when talking to young people.

"By the way, Village Chief Sun, I'm here to learn about the production situation."

Fang Xiaolin took out a notebook from her messenger bag and pulled out the pen inserted in it.

"How many villages have you conquered?"

Sun Shengli's heart moved when he heard this.

"Two, Qiangang Village and Dawa Village."

"Oh, how are they?"

Sun Shengli's eyes rolled.

"Village Chief Sun, this is spying..."

Fang Xiaolin asked back with a faint smile.

"Hey, we'll know sooner or later, why keep it a secret?"

"To be honest, I am very confident this year."

Sun Shengli looked proud.

"oh?"

Fang Xiaolin was a little surprised.

I felt reassured.

Dawa Village once achieved a yield of 80 kilograms per mu.

Sun Shengli is so confident, can he achieve it again this time?

Even if the overall output in the next year is not good, as long as there is a village that is good enough, the result will be achieved.

So as not to lose face in the county.

"The yields of their two villages are similar to that of the previous year, with the yield per mu slightly less by a few dozen kilograms."

Fang Xiaolin talked about the recorded data.

"Hehe, Lao Feng and Zheng Jun were bragging to me a few days ago."

"Now that the time has come to show the truth, you should show your weakness!"

Sun Shengli curled his lips.

"Village Chief Sun, what is the per-acre production capacity of your village?"

Fang Xiaolin's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Hey, follow me and see."

Sun Shengli waved his hand.

Fang Xiaolin pushed the bicycle and followed him forward until they came under a big tree.

There are bags of grain and a scale here.

"Look, this is the record."

Sun Shengli asked the accountant for the account book and handed it over.

When Fang Xiaolin took it, a hint of pride appeared on her face.

Sure enough, after seeing this, Fang Xiaolin's eyes widened.

"Eighty-eight pounds!"

"Village Chief Sun, are you remembering correctly?"

Fang Xiaolin cried out in surprise.

"Director Xiao Fang, I have been the village chief for more than 20 years. How could I have remembered this per-acre yield incorrectly?"

"Report this to Chief Wang when you get back. If anything goes wrong, have him shoot me!"

Sun Shengli is a former soldier. He speaks simply and directly, although a little rude.

Fang Xiaolin paused and felt that Sun Shengli could not lie.

This is not the 1990s, when everyone was making false claims and exaggerating production figures to the sky.

Since Sun Shengli dares not say so, then the data is absolutely reliable!

"Village Chief Sun, I'm really sorry. I was too excited just now."

"But the production in Dawa Village is so high. I am really happy for you. When I get back, I will tell the mayor to ask for credit for you."

"The best harvest village this year is none other than your Dawa Village."

Fang Xiaolin quickly wrote down the good news in her notebook.

The yield per mu is 80.5 kilograms, which is ranked among the best not only in Hongqi Town but also in the whole Huangqi County.

At least it proves that this year's autumn harvest was a success.

"Hey, don't talk so early. Isn't there still a village that hasn't been checked yet..."

Sun Shengli changed the subject, crossed his arms and laughed dryly.

However, there was a hint of sarcasm in the words.

"You mean Xiaoheyan Village?"

Fang Xiaolin looked at Sun Shengli's mischievous expression and came over.

"Village Chief Sun, you really know how to tell a joke."

Fang Xiaolin shook her head.

"Why, Director Xiao Fang looks down on Village Chief Chen?"

Sun Shengli asked with a smile.

"I don't know Chen Jianan."

"This guy has a lot of personality, but he's too young. How can he be better than an old village chief like you when it comes to farming?"

"I think we should be thankful that he can keep Xiaoheyan Village's annual output."

Fang Xiaolin sighed.

After all, Xiaoheyan Village is the largest village in Hongqi Town.

The output of this village is directly related to the total output of the entire village.

She experienced two incidents: Chen Jianan confronting Wang Defu and Li Bin refusing to obey orders.

Chen Jianan already had an irreconcilable conflict with Wang Defu.

The final outcome will depend on the yield of this autumn harvest.

Once the autumn harvest in Xiaoheyan Village was poor.

No one could stop Wang Defu from removing Chen Jianan.

"Director Xiao Fang, when you are in Xiaoheyan Village, you must be careful about what you say and do."

"Village Chief Chen is young and energetic. What if he can't handle the low production?"

"You need to guide him properly and don't be stupid."

Sun Shengli obviously felt that he had won the game.

He had a good impression of the young man Chen Jianan.

But that doesn't mean he will be let off on such an important matter as the autumn harvest.

He has determined to take over Fengshou Village this year.

However, after all, Chen Jianan fired the first shot in refusing to pay excess grain at the conference.

Sun Shengli decided that if Chen Jianan was really dismissed, he would help if he could.

His words made Fang Xiaolin feel less confident.

Chen Jianan wouldn't cheat, right?

What if he is afraid of being dismissed by Wang Defu and launches a big satellite?

It is time to increase the output.

Even if I can pass the test of 䭹䛌, can I pass the one of the county?

Not to mention, Wang Defu is watching them eagerly.

Fang Xiaolin's delicate eyebrows frowned.

Thinking about how to deal with it.

Sun Shengli had a good harvest this year and was in a good mood.

Seeing that Fang Xiaolin was worried, he did not force her to stay for dinner.

Fang Xiaolin exchanged a few pleasantries and then continued on her way.

Looking at the golden fields on both sides, feeling the refreshing autumn breeze.

Fang Xiaolin had a lot of thoughts.

She didn't like old officials like Wang Defu and her father.

But I prefer energetic young people like Chen Jianan.

However, this does not mean that she will abuse her power for personal gain or commit fraud.

She has always been serious and responsible about her work.

Fang Xiaolin decided that no matter what, she must investigate the actual output of rice in Xiaoheyan Village.

Sometimes when Chen Jianan was really blamed by Wang Defu, she would help plead for him.

But she hoped that Chen Jianan could be realistic and not falsify production figures.

With mixed feelings, she finally arrived at Xiaoheyan Village.

I heard that Chen Jianan was organizing the harvest in the first team area.

Fang Xiaolin gritted her teeth and rode over.