Chapter 92: Hands-off Shopkeeper

An Zhixia hummed: "The chicken farm is being built, including the staff dormitory. With your help, it should be completed soon. Before that, you can just make do in the cafeteria at the foot of the mountain."

People nowadays are very easy to make do with, so when they heard that they had a place to live in the future, they all breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded in agreement.

The president opened his mouth. In fact, he wanted to ask, can a touring team afford to support more than 200 people? The monthly salary expenses alone are 2,000 to 3,000! But seeing that there was no reluctance on her face, he did not say anything more. He just thought in his heart that after the chicken farm was profitable, he would strive for more discounts and subsidies for the agricultural and sideline products factory.

After letting Brother Wang take them to the chicken farm to work, An Zhixia returned to the office and continued to study how to raise chickens in the wild. She finalized every detail clearly for the last time, entered it into the computer, printed it out, and bound it into a book.

She took out a book and walked up to Director Zhang, pushed the book toward him, and said with a smile, "Director, you have the experience and knowledge, so you should be the helmsman of our factory. We have the start-up capital and workers. Here, here are the various methods and details of raising free-range chickens that I have compiled, including how to establish a simple ecological chain with fruit trees."

After a month of getting along, she also figured out what kind of person Director Zhang was. Because he had been idle for more than ten years, he had no courage and was hesitant and not decisive enough in doing things. But at the same time, he had been tempered for so long, his temperament was calm, and he considered things comprehensively. He was more than enough to be a responsible person in a well-behaved chicken farm.

Director Zhang stood up quickly and said, "You are our factory director, and you have to be the one at the helm." He took the booklet and flipped through two pages, then asked in surprise, "I, I am just a director sitting on the bench. If I had the ability, I would have been transferred to another department long ago. How could I have stayed here for more than ten years? I have only been the director for seven or eight years.

However, you entrusted such an important matter to me instead of doing it yourself. Are you thinking of leaving?"

There was a glimmer of surprise in An Zhixia's eyes. She was preparing to withdraw in the future, and had handed over the matters to the corresponding persons in charge from the very beginning to avoid having to ask about everything. Once she left, there would be no one to take care of the matter, and all her efforts would be wasted.

I didn't expect Director Zhang to guess it so accurately.

She smiled and shook her head: "No, our factory is called an agricultural and sideline product factory, not a chicken farm, which means that the chicken farm is just a project for our factory to generate income. I am the factory director, I can't do every project myself, right? I have to wait until the chicken farm is on the right track and profitable, and then I can start other projects to make our agricultural and sideline product factory a cash cow for Wuqi Commune."

Director Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was excited. He straightened his back and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Director Xiao An, I will manage the chicken farm well and make it generate income for the factory as soon as possible!"

“You should study the free-range chicken manual carefully, which combines knowledge and practice perfectly.”

Director Zhang took out a pen and a notebook and began to read carefully, taking notes as he read. An Zhixia had been working with the office staff to review the process every day, so he read quickly at this time.

After a morning, when it was almost time to get off work, he packed up his things and asked An Zhixia for leave, saying, "Director Xiao An, I will stay at the chicken farm from now on. The construction of the chicken farm must be strictly controlled."

An Zhixia smiled with satisfaction and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Director Zhang. Don't worry, after our chicken farm produces chickens, your performance bonus will be very gratifying."

She was not idle either, and had already come up with the outline of the stage play.

After the busy spring season came to an end, many communes arranged to show movies to their members as a reward. The most played movies were war movies, such as Tunnel Warfare and Landmine Warfare. Everyone watched them many times and still carried stools to other villages and communes to watch movies.

Firstly, there is a lack of entertainment in this era, and secondly, war films always stir up people's dissatisfaction with mediocrity, just like a can of irresistible frozen Sprite in the summer, which intoxicates and cools you down the moment you take a sip.

As this is still a sensitive era, she directly brought some heroic deeds of the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression to the stage and made it into a patriotic drama series. She believes that the live performance by the actors, coupled with the lighting and stage effects, will make the audience excited, care about the country, love the hard-earned life, and be willing to work hard for their descendants!

There are the Five Warriors of Langya Mountain in elementary school textbooks, the soldiers who blew up the bunker, and the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to block the bullet holes. Of course, there are also the ancients who are praised by people: Yue Fei, who was loyal to his country, and Wen Tianxiang, who was a talented writer and died for his country. Each story is rendered by her in a modern way, adding many elements, which can make people laugh one moment and cry the next, feel inexplicably happy one moment and sad the next.

A stage play is like a complete person. The outline is the skeleton, the plot is the flesh and blood, the actors are the beautiful facial features, and the lighting, music, costumes and props are the clothes that the person relies on. A five-point appearance can become seven-point, or even nine-point!

This was not difficult for An Zhixia, who had been in the film and television industry for more than a decade. After working at her desk for a day, she rubbed her sore shoulders and carefully crafted a story.

She read it through again and put it in the supermarket with satisfaction.

When she rode her bike into the village, she saw a group of old men and women gathered under the old tree at the entrance of the village, including a woman holding a bowl of corn porridge that was difficult to dissipate.

"Director Xiao An is back?"

"Director Xiao An, you must have had a hard day. Come over and sit down!"

Someone with sharp eyes saw An Zhixia and shouted loudly, and the group of people surrounded her tightly.

Of course, the employees of the chicken farm went home yesterday and told the story. Everyone thought An Zhixia was just a temporary worker in the commune, but they didn't expect that she would turn around and become a factory manager who pays people in just half a month. She has the final say in the chicken farm, and she is the one who supports the popular touring troupe in the county!

An Zhixia's slender figure immediately became tall and brilliant in their hearts.

"Director Xiao An just came back, you may not know yet? Hongye, the person in charge of your tour group, has cleared the reputation of a pickpocket that he had led for eight years..."

Everyone rushed to tell her that it turned out that everyone was at work at the time, and Public Security Dong drove over and directly asked for Zhang Quan.

"Are you Comrade Zhang Quan?" Dong Gongan's face was solemn, his clothes were straight and bright, and the big hat on his head gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Yes," Zhang Quan said with a shiver and chattering teeth.

"Then come with me."

"Hey, comrade, what has my Quanzi done wrong? Why does he have to go to the police station?" Zhang Quan's mother suddenly jumped out from nowhere, stood in front of Public Security Dong, and asked in a stern but weak voice.

(End of this chapter)