Chapter 292 Even the pigs on the wind can fly (4000) Please give me the moon
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"I'm not a prodigal." Mengmeng was unconvinced.
She looked at her mother and said stubbornly: "Mom, you are the prodigal son. You have a lot of clothes and shoes, and you still buy them."
"Snapped!"
Cheng Xiaolin slapped Mengmeng on the butt. Seeing her daughter turning her head and looking at her with resentment, pouting and drooping her face, as if she was about to cry at any moment, Cheng Xiaolin said to her with a straight face: "Mengmeng
, you try crying for me, believe it or not I will spank you again!"
Mengmeng was frightened when she heard what her mother said. She immediately covered her buttocks with her two small hands and bit her lips for fear of crying.
Grandpa Cao Zhenghu saw this scene and stood up from his official hat chair and walked out as if nothing had happened.
He also said: "Mengmeng, grandpa will go out for a while."
"Grandpa, don't leave, I have to go too." Mengmeng looked at her mother. She instinctively felt that it was too dangerous at home and she should stay away from her mother.
Hearing this, Cao Zhenghu stopped and said, "You want to go out with me? But it's too hot outside. How cool can you be at home?"
"I'm not afraid of the heat. Grandpa, I want to go out and play with you." Mengmeng shouted.
A wise daughter is like a mother!
Cheng Xiaolin could guess her daughter's thoughts without even thinking about it, but she didn't point it out: "Mengmeng, if you want to go out with grandpa, why don't you change your clothes quickly?"
When Mengmeng heard what her mother said, she felt like she was being pardoned. She let out a loud cry of surprise, and then ran upstairs.
Not long after, she ran downstairs carrying another dress and asked her mother to change into it.
Cao Zhenghu felt very happy when he saw his great-granddaughter's cleverness.
Seeing Mengmeng getting smarter and more sensible day by day, Cao Zhenghu was happy from the bottom of his heart. He was very pleased, feeling that there was a successor to the Cao family.
As for whether it's a girl or a boy, he, an 83-year-old bad old man, has already seen through it!
If you don’t know if there will be an afterlife after death, why do you think about it so much?
After watching his granddaughter change her clothes, Cao Zhenghu stretched out his hand towards her: "Mengmeng, let's go!"
"Grandpa, hold me." Mengmeng ran to Cao Zhenghu and stretched out her hands for him to hug.
Cheng Xiaolin, who was sitting on the sofa, saw it and immediately said: "Mengmeng, you walk by yourself, or else you play at home."
Grandpa is getting older after all. If he is allowed to hold Mengmeng again, isn’t that causing trouble?
"I don't, I ride a bike." Mengmeng said despite her mother's stern gaze.
Cheng Xiaolin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the little devil riding a mini bicycle and following her grandfather Cao Zhenghu out.
But when she turned around and saw "Mr. Crocodile's Playhouse" split in half by her daughter on the sofa bed, she felt a headache again.
Cheng Xiaolin reached out and picked it up to take a closer look. She felt that if she stuck it with tape, she could still play with it for a few days. She went to pull the transparent tape again and tried to repair it.
A few minutes later, Cheng Xiaolin repaired it.
She looked at the "Mr. Crocodile's Game House" taped up with tape, and she felt that even if it was taped now, if she didn't pay attention, Mengmeng would be ruined again.
"Why is this naughty kid so naughty?" Cheng Xiaolin was puzzled.
She will definitely not admit that she was naughtier than Mengmeng when she was a child!
She still has a deep impression of fighting with other children of the same age with sticks when she was a child!
…
Cao Shujie went to the farm restaurant to find Wang Leigang.
Wang Leigang called him to share the profits for May.
When he came over, Cao Jianlong, deputy secretary of the village committee, and Cao Zhengyin, the accountant, were both there.
Cao Shujie walked directly to this table and sat down: "Grandpa Zhengyin, Uncle Long, you are all here."
"Shujie, you're here too." Cao Zhengyin smiled and nodded to Cao Shujie.
Cao Jianlong pointed at Wang Leigang and said: "Boss Wang called me over and said he wanted to share last month's profits. Shujie, congratulations on getting rich."
After Cao Shujie came over, the smile on his face never stopped. No matter how much he earned, it was another source of income.
And he also believes that during the May Day holiday, with so many people coming to dine, he will definitely make a lot of money!
"Uncle Long, we are all happy together. Are you free today? I'll invite you all to have dinner together." Cao Shujie asked him.
Cao Jianlong would not be polite to him, and immediately said: "This is what you said."
Cao Shujie smiled, it was just a meal, nothing.
Next to him, Wang Leigang called for someone to bring them tea and cut fruits: "Secretary Cao, even if you treat guests today, I will be the one to do it, but it won't be Boss Cao's turn."
"If we have enough food here, we can go to a hotel in my town today, or find one in the county."
"Haha, you're kidding, Boss Wang, this place has only been open for a month, and we have to pay dividends. Don't we need money here?" Cao Jianlong asked him.
It's not that Cao Jianlong doesn't understand everything. The hotel makes money quickly and can still see cash, but that doesn't mean it doesn't need money.
Whether it is initial investment, equipment purchase, food purchase, employee wages, etc., these all require money.
Wang Leigang said: "It's okay. Don't worry, Secretary Cao. I have already set aside the money for turnover."
Hearing what he said, Cao Shujie and Cao Jianlong were relieved.
Thinking about it carefully, Wang Leigang also has a restaurant that has been open for many years in the town, so he would not make such a mistake.
After he finished speaking, he took out a black-covered accounting book from the narrator's chair: "Secretary Cao, Boss Cao, this is the accounting book. Take a look at it first."
Cao Shujie didn't rush over to take a look. He looked at Cao Zhengyin and said, "Grandpa Zhengyin, you are an old accountant. You will have to work hard today."
At this time, Cao Shujie didn't pretend to trust him and didn't need to look at it.
In business, there is no need for that.
The purpose of Cao Zhengyin coming here today is to look at the account books and collect money for the Caojiazhuang Village Committee.
He took the account book, lowered his head and looked at the records above carefully, calculating each item.
Cao Shujie, Cao Jianlong and Wang Leigang were chatting.
Wang Leigang mentioned something: "Boss Cao, I distributed the beef to the Fuxing Hotel in town. The business there has been much better recently than before. Some people suggested that I serve hot pot and make beef rolls."
"But I think even that little cow is not enough to eat." Wang Leigang said with a smile.
Cao Shujie raised his eyebrows and said with a smile on his face: "How about I sell you the remaining 36 cows?"
"I can't support it." Wang Leigang didn't joke.
But he said: "Boss Cao, why don't we wait for the remaining cattle?"
"I don't have a big problem, but it took too long and the meat tasted bad." Cao Shujie reminded him.
Wang Lei just understood a little bit.
The taste of beef cattle that is one year old and beef cattle that are three years old is definitely different.
Most people can't tell the difference, but some customers can taste the difference as soon as they eat it.
Seeing Cao Shujie and Wang Leigang discussing what to do with the remaining beef cattle, Cao Jianlong felt that this was all a trivial matter.
He mentioned something: "Shujie, our village is about to hold re-elections. Do you really not think about it?"
Even Wang Lei was stunned when he heard this. He put down his own affairs and listened carefully.
Cao Shujie really didn't pay attention to the election. He subconsciously asked: "Uncle Long, when will the election be held?"
"At the end of August, Shujie, what do you think? Think about it?"
Cao Jianlong wanted Cao Shujie to participate from the bottom of his heart. He knew in his heart that Caojiazhuang was still too poor: "Shujie, if you miss this time, you will have to wait another three years."
When Cao Shujie heard what he said, he hesitated for a while: "Uncle Long, I'm always afraid that my ability is limited and I won't be able to make everyone rich."
"But you are now the best in our village." Cao Jianlong said seriously.
"It's no use comparing Gao Weimin to you."
"That bitch of his can't speak smoothly in critical situations, and he can't do anything with his little brain."
At this point, Cao Jianlong was silent for a moment, and then continued: "Besides, the people in the village are calling for you very much now. You can go and ask. Everyone hopes that you will stand up and guide everyone."
"Shujie, Uncle Long, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Everyone is scared of being poor. I won't tell you how much money you have to earn with your help. As long as your life is a little better than now."
What Cao Jianlong said was very sincere, Cao Shujie could hear it, and Wang Leigang could also hear it.
He said: "If you think you can do it, I will go door to door to canvass votes for you without you having to step forward."
"After the election, we and I will cooperate and I will listen to you. We will do whatever you say. Can it be done?"
This is the second time Wang Leigang heard Cao Jianlong say similar words.
Last time, he remembered that Cao Jianlong said that as long as Cao Shujie agreed to be the village director, he would step on and shit on his head!
Before Cao Shujie gave a direct answer, Cao Zhengyin had already finished calculating the account books. He looked at Cao Jianlong, Cao Shujie and Wang Leigang: "I don't think there is any problem."
At this time, Cao Jianlong's mind was not at all on the matter of dividing the money. He kept staring at Cao Shujie.
There is very little time left in this round of elections.
According to relevant policies and regulations, rural elections are held once every three years. If he missed this time, Cao Shujie figured out that if he wanted to participate in the election again, he would have to wait three years.
In Cao Jianlong's opinion, three years is too long.
If Caojiazhuang was still like before, with no capable people, forget it, but it is not the case now. Cao Shujie has appeared in Caojiazhuang!
He definitely wants to compete for the position of village party secretary.
Privately, there are several people in Caojiazhuang who want to compete for the position of village director, but Cao Jianlong knows that compared with Cao Shujie, those people are useless!
Too bad!
In addition, after Cao Shujie came back last year, the results of his efforts this year are obvious to all. As a true Caojiazhuang native, Cao Jianlong really wants to develop this place.
You can't work in this position for three years, and then three more years, eating and drinking like Cao Jiangang, and finally being poked in the spine and scolded!
In that case, if he dies and is buried in the Cao family cemetery one day, he may not even be able to survive!
"Uncle Long, please let me think about it again. Can we talk about this some other time?" Cao Shujie said.
In this moment, perhaps because Cao Jianlong was too excited and spoke a little louder, several Caojiazhuang villagers working in the farm restaurant nearby came over.
Cao Shujie raised his head and glanced at the elders who came over. He found that their faces were full of encouragement, expectation, contradiction and other complicated thoughts.
Wang Leigang also saw that the atmosphere at the scene was not good, so he interrupted and said: "Secretary Cao, Boss Cao, Accountant Cao also looked at the account book just now. How about we divide the profits first and talk about anything later?"
"Let's divide the money first, but we agreed that after the money is divided, we can have a nice drink tonight." Cao Jianlong did not continue the topic.
"No problem, I'll arrange it." Wang Leigang answered with a smile.
Cao Shujie didn't speak at this time, he was still thinking about what Cao Jianlong just said.
This is the second time Cao Jianlong discussed this issue with him.
Cao Shujie's parents also discussed it with him, and some people in the village also talked about it.
But Cao Shujie is lazy now, and he wants to live a more relaxed life. If he really becomes the village director, he will have to bear too many things.
"..." Cao Shujie was so silent that he didn't even pay attention when Wang Leigang handed him the money.
"Boss Cao, Boss Cao..." Wang Leigang called him.
Cao Shujie came back to his senses, looked at Wang Leigang, and then looked at the wad of money in his hand. It was really a lot.
"So many?" Cao Shujie asked subconsciously.
Wang Leigang nodded. When he first started working, he didn't expect that the farm restaurant he invested in Caojiazhuang would be so profitable.
Most of the money here is mainly earned during the three days of May Day holiday.
If nothing else, there was too much traffic during those three days.
Wang Leigang still remembers the scene where the tables and chairs in the restaurant were full of people.
This situation lasted for three full days!
Compared with the revenue of the farm restaurant in those days, Wang Leigang felt that the Fuxing Hotel he opened in the town was far behind!
Even after the May Day holiday, there were an average of twenty or thirty tables at the farm restaurant every day.
This farmhouse restaurant is finally established!
After deducting various input expenses and employee wages last month, and deducting turnover expenses, they still had a profit of 154,050 yuan.
Among them, Wang Leigang received 69,322.5 yuan, and Cao Shujie received 53,917.5 yuan.
The Caojiazhuang Village Committee received 30,810 yuan.
Wang Leigang said: "We mainly took advantage of the May Day holiday this time. If it were normal times, we wouldn't have so much money."
Wang Leigang is very satisfied with this income.
This is more than he earns in a month at the Fuxing Hotel in town.
At this moment, Wang Leigang had no complaints at all about the shares he had given away.
To put it bluntly, he was still in Cao Shujie's favor. Without the traffic attracted by Cao Shujie's orchard and the beef cattle raised by Cao Shujie, no matter how capable he was, he would not be able to make this kind of money.
As the saying goes, making money does not depend on how hard you work, but on whether you are in the spotlight!
Just like now, the wave of people attracted by Cao Shujie's orchard is the gust of wind. Wang Leigang knows very well that no matter who is standing in the wind at this time, even if he doesn't know how to cook, as long as he finds a few decent chefs, he can
You can make some quick money!
This is a saying that many people keep talking about. Standing on the wind, even a pig will still take off!
