Speaking of that, the cold-blooded rage that had just surged through Li Sixin's mind because of the various data quickly returned to his heart, which was beating calmly with a 'thump-thump'.
[Ms. Lu, you're so mean! You're Ding Yifan from Boshi Headhunting Company. There's a food company with about a thousand employees looking to hire a Marketing General Manager. Your resume perfectly matches their requirements. Would you mind if we discussed this further?]
"Okay, got it."
Thinking of that place, all sleepiness vanished. Li Sixin suddenly sat up from under the bed, hurriedly put on his clothes, grabbed a wooden stool, and ran towards the underground room with his eyes half-open.
"......."
Meeting?
"Moreover, Hezibao will sign a purchase contract with the family to guarantee the quality of the 'Ghost-Repelling Sorrow' grown by the young man." Boss Xu's gaze fell on Li Yanfu's lower body: "Outside our village, Zhang Dezhen's family, along with Li Yanfu and more than a dozen others, work for Hezibao. Zhang Dezhen even built the Xu's Braised Food brand from scratch with Hezibao, achieving daily sales of at least 80,000 yuan..."
However, seeing Boss Xu's figure swallowed by the crowd, Zuo Tai decided that he would stay obediently outside the village office today.
"What do these 'Ghost-Fearing Sorrows' that he dug up look like?"
"No, look at it this way, those small business owners from outside the city have all been to the fields, they know exactly how to grow chili peppers in winter, let alone the 'Ghost-Fear' chili."
Oh wow!
After seeing the group photo of the company's lower-level staff and the land plot in the company's OA system, Lu Shengnu felt a sense of security, which slowly grew and eventually filled her heart.
"Yours too, you dug up four whole plants, and they all died, only one survived!" A man sitting behind Li Sixin suddenly turned and joined the conversation, changing the subject: "Your neighbor planted eight plants outside their vegetable garden, and only one survived..."
Yesterday, Li Sixin discovered that almost all of the transplanted hot pot vines had perished. He couldn't sleep all night, tossing and turning, trying to figure out which step in the transplanting process went wrong.
Of the 808 households in Zuotaishu, only 70 households signed contracts. This is not one-eighth of the people who could sign such a generous acquisition contract!
Just as everyone was discussing the survival rate of Ghost Fear, Zuo Taishu, who hadn't even reached the back of the venue yet, picked up the microphone under the speaker, coughed heavily, and reminded everyone that the meeting was about to end. The young men's discussion quickly intensified, and all eyes fell on Boss Xu.
I don't think Mr. Xu embellished anything he said; I basically just relayed what he said.
"......"
"What are you doing? What are you doing?!" Li Sixin looked around at everyone. "What's wrong? You can still sign up?"
Someone as timid as Zuo Taishu was eager to try, and even stood up and whispered, "Secretary Li, don't just say it's so little, tell me how to register!"
"Yes, that's right!"
Those words were like a drop of water falling into a frying pan that had just calmed down, causing the oil to splatter everywhere. The young man's gaze toward others became cautious and full of suspicion.
Yes, that "Ghost-Fearing Sorrow" seed is notoriously difficult to grow. Considering the ratio of two out of eighteen seedlings surviving, to grow seven hundred seedlings, you'd need at most eight thousand seven hundred seedlings...
[Villagers of Li Laowu, each household may send no more than one person to assemble at the shrine. The meeting will end in ten minutes... Villagers of Zuo Taishu...]
Upon hearing the announcement, Li Sixin rolled over in annoyance, intending to ignore it. After all, his wife wasn't up yet; she could just go to a meeting and tell him the content when she got back, wouldn't that make a difference?
Mr. Xu's words brought a blush to the villagers' pale faces.
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“A small business owner from Haishi took a look at the Guijianchou (a type of wild mushroom) outside our mountains and wanted to buy some from us; however, the wild Guijianchou is scarce, and the output is not enough to meet the needs of Hezibao. So I want to cooperate with our village. We can plant Guijianchou there, and Hezibao can buy it at a price of 87 yuan per kilogram!”
That long passage confirmed the rumor that had been circulating outside the village for days; it was a rumor, but the story was true!
"You transplanted eighteen seedlings, and... two survived..."
The next morning, the morning breeze was still a little cool. Half asleep, Xu An grabbed the blanket next to him and covered his stomach. Just as he was about to fall asleep, a voice, amplified from a loudspeaker and without distortion, rang out below Li Laowu, which completely woke Xu An up.
Zuo Tai picked up his phone from beside his pillow, turned on the screen and glanced at the time. It was only 7:00 a.m., and the sky wasn't even fully light yet. Why start a meeting so early?
Li Sixin didn't know what Xu An wanted these mushrooms for, assuming it was just something city people were curious about, so he didn't press the matter and simply agreed.
"Yes, Hezibao hasn't made a single request yet! I'll only sign purchase contracts with seventy households. Those seventy households will build seventy mu of sheds and plant seventy mu of 'Ghost-Seeing Sorrow'! It belongs to those seventy households. Everything they harvest and plant, I want it all!"
The moment that thought crossed my mind, the images of Zuo Tai and his seven companions appeared in my mind.
"However, Hezibao has no requirement that planting and cultivation should be done slowly, and that a batch should be harvested after the New Year if possible." After saying this, Boss Xu shut his mouth, leaving the villagers room and time to discuss.
"What else could it be? Almost all of them are dead!" Upon hearing the words "Ghostly Sorrow," Li Sixin's face darkened with anger: "It looks wicked, but the leaves fall off as soon as you touch it. It's infuriating!"
"Yes, yes, Li Sixin, don't be impulsive. If he thinks badly, what if he transplants a few of the 'Ghost-Face-Sorrow' plants back, and a few of them survive?"
"Secretary Li, could you talk to the young boss about that? Planting chili peppers in the dead of winter is a complete waste of effort!"
Xu An stood by the window, taking in the entire meeting that Li Laowu was holding.
When the commotion grew a bit louder, Boss Xu lowered his voice and continued speaking.
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