When Director Xiang and Director Wang raised the issue of everyone vying to become vegetable vendors, Zheng Ya fell silent. This was a real problem.
Modern people are extremely frugal, splitting every penny in half.
Even earning just one or two cents selling vegetables would make it an attractive and sought-after job.
If everyone follows suit, the situation will be difficult to control.
This is a major problem that cannot be ignored. After pondering for a moment, Zheng Ya said, "I think this problem is easy to solve."
First, the supply and marketing cooperative allocates a certain number of slots to each subdistrict office to limit the number of vegetable sellers.
It is also necessary to define the areas of responsibility for vegetable vendors.
Secondly, the subdistrict office should conduct a comprehensive evaluation of the vegetable vendors' character, reputation, and family background to select the vendors.
Finally, an additional public review provision is added: if a vegetable vendor receives a certain number of complaints from residents in their designated sales area, their vegetable vendor's license will be revoked.
By implementing public oversight, establishing a supply and marketing cooperative management system, and improving governance, the phenomenon of everyone scrambling to buy vegetables that you are worried about will no longer exist.
“Yes, that way the number of vegetable vendors is completely under control. I think it’s a good idea,” Director Xiang affirmed.
Seeing that Brigade Commander Lei had returned to the meeting room, Director Wang stood up to take his leave: "Comrade Zheng Ya, we will report your proposal to our superiors and make a decision as soon as we get back."
Thank you for your valuable feedback. Goodbye.
"You're too kind. Take care, we won't see you off!" After seeing the two off, Zheng Ya returned to the reception room, where Brigade Commander Lei grabbed his arm and tried to persuade him, "Little Zheng, how's our relationship?"
"Haha, stop with the nonsense, get to the point." Zheng Ya was a little uncomfortable with his shameless behavior, which gave her goosebumps all over.
Commander Lei released his arm, sat on the sofa, and said, "I just called the relevant departments and came to a conclusion."
The Scud rocket is the latest air defense weapon.
"I want a rocket production line?"
"Hmm, that's a good idea. The blueprints for rocket production technology are in the next room. You can take people back and process them right now."
As for the equipment for producing rockets, drop it at the East Suburbs Granary Square in the middle of the night, and then you can send vehicles to transport it to the arsenal for production.
Finally, there is the issue of training personnel for rocket production.
"You'll have to apply to your superiors for assignment for this step; I can't help you with that." Zheng Ya simply threw the rocket data he needed into the next room.
The supernatural space contained various documents and blueprints, which Zheng Ya had no use for and disposed of as waste.
The cerebellum's memory space stores relevant technical knowledge, which is equivalent to possessing everything!
I took these documents and drawings with me so that I could save the national technical staff some time and give them more time to direct the workers to start production as soon as possible.
Upon hearing this, Brigade Commander Lei jumped up and ran outside, saying, "Young Zheng, let's talk next time!"
"Haha, you only use people when you need them, don't bother coming back, you're not welcome here." Zheng Ya laughed angrily. Getting what you wanted and then running away, what kind of person is that!
She was acting all clingy just now; it was all a lie.
Commander Lei didn't mind and ran out to gather more than a dozen soldiers to carry the data and blueprints for producing rockets, keeping them very busy.
When Fu Qingyao approached them, they blocked her from looking out of the door, as if they were afraid of revealing state secrets, making her very nervous.
If Brigade Commander Lei hadn't spoken to Fu Qingyao, the soldiers might have arrested and interrogated her as a spy.
Fu Qingyao didn't care and was quite pleased with the soldiers' vigilance. She went straight into the reception room to cause trouble for someone: "You brat, what have you done?"
"Oh, Mom, what did I do?" Zheng Ya was puzzled. What had he done to offend his mother? He couldn't think of anything.
Fu Qingyao took the cup of tea he had personally brewed and brought to her, sat down on the sofa, and said, "How dare you say that?"
Why did you come up with such a crazy idea for your neighbors? Selling vegetables?
Do you know how much trouble they caused by selling vegetables?
"Uh, I really don't know. What happened?" Zheng Ya was puzzled. If something really happened, why didn't Director Xiang and Director Wang mention it?
Fu Qingyao placed the teacup on the coffee table, extended her index finger, and said, "First, it disturbs people's minds."
The entire street was motivated by the vegetable-selling business.
It seems like a good thing, but everyone is fighting fiercely for a few more cents, and five bloody incidents have already occurred.
Fortunately, you only suffered some minor injuries; otherwise, you would have been the culprit who disturbed people's peace and caused a brawl.
Second, it disrupts the market.
Take Qin Huairu as an example. In order to make money, she instigated her neighbors in the street to help her buy vegetables from our planting base so that she could make money by selling vegetables alone.
She gave them a kickback, so it's perfectly reasonable for them to buy our vegetables for her.
The problem is that Qin Huairu gives people benefits, so she has to raise the price of vegetables in order to make money, which disrupts market prices.
Third, the public's constant criticism has damaged the good reputation of our planting base.
If someone with ulterior motives deliberately pushes things forward, stirs up trouble, and seeks revenge.
That would sow the seeds of instability and disaster for our planting base.
Tell me, isn't this a mistake you made?
"Mom, it's mediocre not to attract jealousy. You just need to know that your son is doing things that are beneficial to the country and the people."
"If I worry about all that, even if I do nothing, I'll still attract people's schemes and attacks, only the form of those attacks will be different." Zheng Ya was frustrated by her overreaction to her question.
Are people in charge of security really that cautious?
Little did he know that Fu Qingyao had done this on purpose; intimidating him would make things easier: "Hmph, you brat, you think you're right after making a mistake?"
"Okay, okay, I admit I was wrong, alright?" Zheng Ya admitted his mistake reluctantly, otherwise his mother would nag him until his ears were calloused, which would be torture.
Fu Qingyao reluctantly accepted: "Fine, since you've admitted your mistake, you should accept the punishment..."
"Huh? Punishment? What kind of punishment?"
"Hmph, you have a problem with me punishing you?"
"No, Mom, just tell me how you want me to be punished. I'll accept the punishment, okay?" Zheng Ya replied dejectedly. Fu Qingyao smiled faintly and said, "That's more like it."
Listen up, get me started on developing anti-aircraft missiles that surpass world-class technology...
"What? How do you know about missiles?" Zheng Ya jumped up in surprise. Oh no, his wife had betrayed him. He had casually mentioned to her how powerful missiles were in the future, and now his mother was causing trouble.
This is what they got for their own actions!
Why are you bragging for no reason?
Fu Qingyao scolded him with a stern face: "You brat, your ideological awareness is a bit low."
What's wrong? Is it because your wife is too enlightened and ruined your secret plan? Are you planning to bully my daughter-in-law?
You better tell me the truth!
"Uh, I didn't. I don't even dare to touch my pregnant wife. She's a national treasure!" Zheng Ya complained, feeling frustrated. How can you say that? We can't even touch our wife. Who can we complain to?
Fu Qingyao dared not let him throw a tantrum: "You brat, you're asking how the missile heavy industry will be implemented, right?"
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