Chapter 175 These bastards are finally gone



At this moment, Zhao Youcai was a lifeline in the eyes of the brigade leader, since these distinguished guests had stayed in Zhaojiagou for too long and had seriously affected the daily lives of the villagers.

Even though he had finished all the work in the fields, in order to leave a good impression of being hardworking and capable on the leaders, he insisted on carrying a big hoe to the fields to kill ants in the middle of the day.

Now that the big bosses have finally returned, they no longer have to stand in the scorching sun and can finally find a way to mention to Zhao Youcai that they are working and earning money in the factory. Who wouldn't be excited?

Zhao Youcai was also surprised that the people of Zhaojiagou were even more welcoming to him after he returned this time.

The captain's behavior is clearly abnormal. Has something serious happened?

The city's top leader was also excited.

Before Zhao Youliang, the brigade leader, could offer to help with the introduction, he stepped out of the crowd and grabbed Zhao Youcai's hand with great excitement.

"You must be Comrade Zhao Youcai. I am the vice mayor of your city."

Zhao Youcai understood.

On the way back after the Thousand Ears Festival, the other factory managers in my group gave me a lot of information about the power and influence of our province.

The mayor of Jilin Province has been transferred, and a new mayor has not been appointed for the time being. It is said that the plan is to select a good performer from the province to take over.

The deputy mayor in front of us had a very bumpy road to promotion. Other officials take turns serving every three to five years, fearing that staying in one place for too long will lead to the formation of a new faction that can amass wealth.

This deputy mayor, however, seemed to be sitting on a torture rack, remaining in his position for over a decade without any change.

You might say he has no connections, but he's sitting comfortably in his position as deputy mayor.

If you say he has connections, then why has he remained completely still all these years, like a living turtle whose life is frozen in time?

Zhao Youcai couldn't understand it at first, but after the vice mayor held his hands tightly, he suddenly seemed to understand.

The thick calluses on his index finger and the web of his hand are clearly the result of years of holding a gun.

Is the deputy mayor a retired or active-duty military officer?

How did this person manage to keep politics and military affairs completely separate?

But upon further thought, Zhao Youcai smiled faintly.

Yes.

Kyrgyzstan is currently secretly developing its military industry, while its neighboring provinces on both sides are also busy with their respective heavy industry pillars.

Being geographically located in the middle, in this turbulent era, being a little special isn't a big problem.

"Hello, Mayor."

Zhao Youcai knew what the other party liked to hear.

If the top supervisor isn't present, the title "deputy" can be completely omitted. Besides, the position of the person above them is vacant.

Sure enough, the vice mayor smiled even more broadly and pulled Zhao Youcai toward the factory that had already been built at the foot of Zhaojiagou Mountain.

“I was so busy with my own work that I didn’t have time to learn about the affairs of the counties and towns under my jurisdiction. Your factory is quite large. Please show me around.”

Zhao Youcai remained silent, only internally ranting:

You talk like you know nothing! I wasn't involved in building the factory at all. And you want me to give you a tour? I know less than you do, except which way the main gate faces. What kind of tour are you talking about?!

Although he was inwardly complaining, he remained outwardly calm.

After all, this is Zhao Youcai's factory. He can't go to the Thousand Harvest Festival and make a fool of himself when he gets home.

"Third brother!"

Just because I don't know what's going on in this factory doesn't mean my third son, who's been keeping an eye on things, doesn't know.

The third brother, Zhao Jianhua, appeared out of nowhere, gave a cheerful "Hey!", and darted quickly to Zhao Youcai's side.

If Zhao Youcai hadn't instinctively taken a step back, his nose would definitely have been in trouble.

"Mayor, my father just returned from Beijing. He must be exhausted from the journey. Could you please let him go back and rest first, considering his age? I'll take you inside for a tour, is that alright?"

Deputy Mayor: ...I forgot that Zhao Youcai is a sixty-year-old man. Just looking at his appearance and demeanor is really too deceptive.

Come to think of it, even I, the deputy mayor, am too tired to move after going to the countryside, let alone an old man who has traveled all the way to Beijing to outwit and outmaneuver foreigners for so many days.

"Oh dear, I didn't think of that. Comrade Zhao, you should go back and rest. We can take your son to see the sights."

As he spoke, he winked at his secretary, signaling him to personally help Comrade Zhao back.

Zhao Youcai was nowhere near needing help. He quickly waved his hand with a smile, refusing the other person's offer, and ran briskly towards home.

The vice mayor and other leaders toured Zhao Youcai's new factory for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion that made their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys ache terribly.

The factory is quite large, but there are too few machines. There are only three small machines, which are located in Zhao Youcai's yard.

How can you do such a big business entirely by manual labor?

However, Zhao Youcai did not have that much capital. If he wanted to get the factory up and running as quickly as possible, he needed a lot of support from higher authorities.

The deputy mayor is worried.

Their revenue was already low, and they still had to engage in research and development everywhere.

Furthermore, due to the unique soil conditions in Northeast China, particularly the high nutritional value of the black soil, it is essential to ensure that the majority of the land area is used for cultivating grain crops.

As a result, even less of the support funds could be allocated to Zhao Youcai.

He can't make this decision alone; he has to talk to his superiors first.

If possible, the higher-ups could simply bypass him and allocate funds to Zhao Youcai's factory, since it would be within their jurisdiction anyway.

"It's getting late, you should all go back and reunite with your families. I'll come back in a while."

Everyone was smiling on the outside, but they were probably devastated inside.

This trip was already quite a big fuss, why do we have to come again?

Why don't you just move your office to Zhao Youcai's village?

The best solution would be to move to Zhao Youcai's house, weld a gold-plated plaque onto his front door, and simply write "Deputy Mayor's Office" on it.

But these thoughts are only dared to be muttered in one's heart; who would dare to bring them out into the open and make trouble for themselves?

After the deputy mayor left, leaders from several nearby counties and towns also slipped away.

After everyone left in a grand procession, the captain finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally managed to send these bastards away in a good manner. He was really afraid that if he didn't serve them well enough, Zhao Family Village would be disbanded and reorganized into another village.

People these days still value territoriality and family ties. If they're separated, they're bound to be bullied.

Now, all is well, a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

At this moment, Zhao Youcai felt no discomfort whatsoever. He was full of energy, picking through the finished products in his small storeroom at home, euphemistically calling it "random inspection."

Well, he actually discovered something was wrong.

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