The woman answered truthfully, "It was bought with money earned by Cheng Yuanliang."
Director Zhong gasped: "So what kind of work does he do now?"
"Sports car".
"Huh?" Director Zhong glanced at the file: "Cheng Yuanliang doesn't have one leg..."
The woman laughed and said, "I either drive a big truck or a small rickshaw, modify the clutch to make it manual, and then I carry passengers all over the city."
Xiao Wang suddenly realized: "It's like a tricycle, right?"
"Yes."
Director Zhong nodded. Recently, there have indeed been many more people driving tricycles to solicit passengers on the streets.
Not to mention Jiangcheng, even in my own Chishui County, there are many of these things on the streets, constantly shouting their wares.
However, Director Zhong hadn't looked into it and didn't know how much money one could make, so he asked, "How much can you make in a day?"
The woman thought for a moment and said, "Under normal circumstances, it's twenty to thirty. If you work hard and are willing to go to the trading city, you can earn fifty. After deducting expenses and maintenance, you can save six to seven hundred a month."
Xiao Wang was immediately dumbfounded.
This is insane...
We civil servants only make a little over 400 yuan a month.
Director Zhong was taken aback for a moment. No wonder they could afford new home appliances; if you can earn money, you have to spend it!
They even offered help and provided condolences! Turns out, they're richer than me!
However, Director Zhong thought of a question: "These tuk-tuks weren't given away for free, were they? How did you get the money to buy them?"
The woman said, "Old Cheng had some savings, so I took some of it and bought it with a loan. Besides, there are preferential loans for disabled people, so the interest rates are almost the same."
Director Zhong immediately nodded: "That's right. Self-reliance is much better than being given charity. We need to expand our publicity efforts in this regard so that all the poor families in Jiangcheng can become prosperous."
“Our government should not only provide guidance, but also offer policy support. This loan is a great option, Xiao Wang. You should definitely think about this.”
Xiao Wang nodded: "Okay, Director."
The group chatted for a while longer, discussing the government's care and concern, and encouraging the reporter to gather as much information as possible.
After saying goodbye to Cheng Yuanliang's house, Director Zhong and his group rushed to the next house without stopping.
When they arrived at Old Li's house, the scene was completely different.
They're really poor! They can't even afford to lift the pot.
After receiving the rice, flour, and cooking oil, Director Zhong felt much better.
It's finally been sent out! Cheng Yuanliang's family didn't want it at all. They didn't need government assistance in their lives, so naturally they didn't want to take up any supplies.
After exchanging some pleasantries, Director Zhong said to Old Li, "I just came from Cheng Yuanliang's house, you should know him, right?"
Old Li nodded: "I have met him once."
"He's self-reliant now. Goodness, he's got all the appliances and even got married."
Old Li's eyes widened: "Really? Didn't he break a leg? How did he get the money?"
"They're making money, you know they're driving a tuk-tuk to pick up passengers?"
Old Li said, "Bengbengche? You mean those three-wheeled vehicles that weave around on the streets? Can you make money from those?"
Director Zhong slapped his thigh: "Why not! Cheng Yuanliang can earn seven or eight hundred a month!"
Old Li said incredulously, "So many?"
"That's right, you're no worse than Cheng Yuanliang. Find a way to get one, go out and work, it's not tiring, you can earn your own money and spend it yourself, isn't that great!"
Director Zhong patiently persuaded him, explaining that in his mind, any disabled person in Jiangcheng who could move could make money by driving a car.
This would both alleviate the government's burden and create new jobs, achieving two goals at once!
Old Li was tempted. Making money, who wouldn't like that?
We're always relying on government relief; when will this ever end?
But Old Li said, "These tuk-tuk vehicles didn't come for free; where would I get the money to buy them?"
Upon hearing this, both Director Zhong and Xiao Wang fell silent.
Cheng Yuanliang's wife contributed part of the money he used to buy the car.
This is just an isolated case.
We can't expect all disabled people to have a family fortune.
Old Li said, "Director Zhong, what is the government trying to solve?"
Director Zhong grunted in surprise.
It feels like I've shot myself in the foot.
They were so focused on helping disabled people make money that they didn't even consider where the trolley, a means of production, would come from.
Even though you can get a loan, you'll still have to make the down payment, right?
This money is not something that families with disabled members can afford.
Are we expecting the government to foot the bill?
That's difficult, extremely difficult!
It's important to understand that Jiangcheng's current focus is on infrastructure development.
A large amount of funds has been invested in the construction.
That's still not enough. Asking Jiangcheng to come up with a sum of money to buy tuk-tuks for disabled people is unrealistic.
Xiao Wang was a little embarrassed: "Well, let's talk about this later."
"Don't talk about it later!" Old Li said, "Look, Cheng Yuanliang has already made a fortune, what are we lacking? We're just missing a tuk-tuk."
"You've already told me your methods for making money, and then you just leave it at that. What are you talking about?!"
"Aren't you just messing with us?"
Director Zhong said, "We're not messing with you at all; we're just offering a suggestion."
Old Li said, "That's a great suggestion, and it will solve the problem."
Director Zhong waved his hand: "Well, we won't stay for lunch. We have a meeting to attend at noon. Xiao Wang, I'll be going now."
Director Zhong immediately left.
Xiao Wang was dumbfounded. "Damn, Director Zhong, you're too cunning!"
Xiao Wang said to Lao Li, "How about this, we'll report this to our superiors and see what they think. Is that alright?"
"As long as the government continues to take care of us, that's fine." Old Li isn't an unreasonable person.
The group left immediately, not going to the next place.
Forget it, don't go around offering condolences only to end up with a mountain of debt; that wouldn't be fun.
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