Transmigrated as a Vicious Old Man in the 60s, Crushing Ungrateful People at the Start!

When a promising young man from the 21st century transmigrates to the 1960s, he transforms into the notoriously vicious old man Zhao Youcai. He finds himself surrounded by a horde of troublesome de...

Chapter 60 Hit a brick wall

"Which village is your eldest son-in-law from?"

As for who her eldest son-in-law was, Zhao Yanfeng didn't care.

Anyway, when the steel factory handles matters, they can just contact the village head directly.

Even the brigade leader didn't need to inform anyone; he could go to the commune's higher-ups to reprimand the brigade leader.

They really have guts to bully the VIPs of their steel mill.

Zhao Youcai then mentioned Sunjia Village, and even blurted out the name of the village's brigade leader and the commune to which Sunjia Village belonged.

After all, the villagers need farm tools to work, such as hoes, plows, shovels, etc., which can only be produced and purchased with approval from the steel factory.

And the big iron pots used for cooking in every household, the bicycles that every household wants to buy—which one can do without steel mills?

Not to mention the steel mill's enormous influence in the town, with strong connections and networks in the supply and marketing cooperative and the grain bureau.

If the village head of Sunjia Village wasn't a fool, he would know what to do.

There aren't many troublemakers these days, and the villagers are generally very obedient. They basically do whatever the village head tells them to do.

Who gave the brigade leader control over how many work points they could earn each day, and whether to deduct more or less?

"Yanfeng, thank you so much for your help this time. If it weren't for you, I, a vegetable grower, really wouldn't know what to do."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, as the two were about to take their leave, Zhao Youcai said with a smile.

"You're too kind, Brother Zhao. Your business is my business, after all, our factory is so big, and we're still waiting for the vegetables you bring us."

Zhao Yanfeng's words were sincere and heartfelt, and then Zhao Youcai waved goodbye.

A short while later, Zhao Youcai arrived at the textile factory again.

He then repeated the same thing to the textile factory manager. But unlike with the steel factory, Zhao Youcai didn't forget to fan the flames.