"Everything is going smoothly, the municipal party committee is providing strong support..."
Zhou Yuanhang reported to Zhang Cheng respectfully, while Zhou Dashan stood aside, completely dumbfounded.
"Mr. Zhang, everything else is fine, it's just... we're a little tight on funds." Zhou Yuanhang said, looking slightly embarrassed.
“I’ll transfer another 100,000 yuan tomorrow. If you need any laborers, just ask the village chief to arrange it.” Zhang Cheng’s gaze swept over the dazed old village chief.
"Boss Zhou, do you know... Zhang Ergouzi?" Zhou Dashan leaned forward, full of suspicion. Wasn't Zhang Ergouzi the one who traded clothes in the county?
"Zhang Ergouzi?" Zhou Yuanhang's smile froze instantly. He then coughed and said solemnly, "Mayor Zhou, this is my boss."
"Huh?" Zhou Dashan stared at Zhang Cheng with his mouth agape in disbelief.
"Mayor Zhou, let me write you the IOU first." Zhang Cheng picked up the pen.
"No, no, no!" Zhou Dashan jolted awake and quickly stepped forward to grab Zhang Cheng's hand, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Mr. Zhang, how could I not trust you for a mere 20,000 yuan? Forget about the IOU, forget about it!"
"Boom boom boom—"
The roar of a motorcycle approached from afar.
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhao Daming, dressed in a police uniform, riding a motorcycle along the rugged mountain road.
Zhang Cheng's eyes narrowed. If it weren't for an extremely urgent situation, Zhao Daming would never have ridden his motorcycle along this dangerous road to find him in the village.
The mountain path is difficult to traverse, and a slight misstep could lead to a fall off a cliff.
Zhao Daming spotted Zhang Cheng in the distance at the entrance of the dealership, slammed on the brakes, pulled out the keys, and wiped the cold sweat from his brow. This damn road was terrifying; he'd had to push his bike across several sections.
"Brother, what brings you here?" Zhang Cheng quickly greeted him.
Zhou Dashan adjusted his glasses, looked at Zhao Daming, then at Zhou Yuanhang, and then at Zhang Cheng. His mind was completely in a mess. He turned to Zhou Yuanhang and lowered his voice: "Boss Zhou, what exactly does Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang do in the county?"
Zhou Yuanhang simply shrugged and didn't reply. He turned to the old village chief and smiled, "Village chief, the project to bring electricity to the village will start immediately. How many people in the village are available? Please give me a count so I can make arrangements."
"Ah? Oh, oh, oh! I'll go ask right away!" The old village chief seemed to wake from a dream, and hurriedly agreed, his eyes filled with awe as he looked at Zhang Cheng.
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