From early in the morning, many people gathered towards the farm nearby.

The advertising effect of the poster is still very useful. With the promotion of the town government, the farm's sickle opening ceremony spread throughout the town.

It has been so many years since the desert can actually grow grain seriously, which is something that locals have never heard of.

Recently, rice has entered its maturity stage. Many local people will come to the near farm if they have anything to do, watch the yellow rice fields, and even take photos.

For them, who doesn’t have a few acres of land, but because they are all deserts, they can’t grow things.

If Mu Ya can really grow it into food on the farm, then they may have the opportunity to plant it in the future, which is definitely a great thing.

Therefore, I heard that the farm's sickle opening ceremony was about to be held, and most of them were willing to join in the fun.

The opening ceremony is scheduled to be held at 10 o'clock. It is said that it was calculated by someone and it is auspicious.

Chen Mu didn't know who calculated this, but since Sadik personally notified him, he certainly understood it and decided to wait until the auspicious time to start.

It was less than seven o'clock in the morning, and the people around him had come one after another.

Because of the poster promotion, they all brought their own small stools, rushed from their respective villages to the farm, and then sat down in front of a large stage temporarily built by the farm.

At about ten o'clock, tens of thousands of people came to the farm, which made the whole scene a bit crowded.

It was officially ten o'clock and the leader's convoy finally arrived.

Chen Mu was already ready, and the leader of thinking must come again, and the leader of agriculture and rural chrysanthemum should also come.

But what he didn't expect was that the convoy had more than ten cars, and it seemed that the entire thinking leadership team had arrived.

What big scene?

Is it too shameful?

Chen Mu muttered in his heart, feeling something was wrong.

After the convoy stopped, everyone in the car got off, and Chen Mu finally knew why.

because

The provincial supervisors are also here.

All the big bosses from the province have come, so the leaders of all sizes in the city naturally have to accompany them, so there is such a long convoy.

This was really a bit flattered, and Chen Mu hurriedly pulled Cheng Zijun forward to greet him.

At the same time, he secretly made a gesture to Kurbanjiang who came to help. The musicians who had been waiting for a long time immediately played enthusiastic music, creating an atmosphere of greeting the leaders on the spot.

"Welcome to the leaders to guide."

Chen Mu shook hands with the provincial supervisor in the past, with a sincere tone.

"The guy is doing a good job."

The provincial supervisor was very familiar with Chen Mu. After praising him, he criticized him very bluntly: "But your new rice harvest is the first time you have, so why don't you tell me at such an important moment? Don't you know that our provincial leaders have always been concerned about this matter?"

"No, leader, I didn't expect this... The main reason is that you are busy with work. We have just started to plant large-scale plants. There are only these 3,000 acres of land, so I dare not disturb you. I plan to wait until 10,000 acres of land will be planted in the next season before reporting to you."

This time, Chen Mu had already sent the invitation letter to various units and departments in the city. He thought this was thoughtful enough.

Unexpectedly, there was still a "missing" incident. The provincial leaders said that they had not received the invitation letter and were very dissatisfied. What should I say?

The provincial leaders actually had no intention of accuse Chen Mu. After hearing Chen Mu's words, they accepted his reasons, and smiled and said, "Three thousand acres are already a lot. If you can plant 3,000 acres, I believe that in the near future, you can plant 300,000 acres, 300,000 acres, or even 30 million acres... So, today I want to come and see it myself, cheer you up and cheer you up, and hope you will continue to work hard in the future."

"Thank you for your support."

Chen Mu immediately agreed loudly.

The leader’s words sound nice, and the person is in the place. When it comes to cheering up, it’s easy for people to feel like they’re injected with blood.

The provincial supervisor turned his eyes, looked at Cheng Zijun, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Hello, Xiaocheng, Cheng Buchang is in good health recently?"

"Thank you for your concern, my dad is in good health."

Cheng Zijun quickly reached out to hold his hands and replied at the same time.

The provincial supervisor said with a look of reminiscing about the past: "Chengbuchang and I worked together in Lunan for only two months. Although we only had a lot of contact with each other, we know each other well. After so many years, we have never had the chance to see each other again, but I still miss you very much. If you have the chance, you will say hello to me."

"Okay, leader, I will."

Although Cheng Zijun doesn't like social engagements on such occasions, he is very decent and does not look like he is usually careless. He said seriously: "Before I came to Xinjiang Qi, my father also told me that he and his leader had some of the things he worked with you back then. Although... he couldn't contact you more because of work, he always remembered you and respected your personality very much."

The provincial supervisor waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, let's stop talking, hurry up and go in so as not to miss the auspicious time to drive the sickle."

Cheng Zijun led the provincial supervisor to the farm first, while Chen Mu was guarding the door and greeted the thinking leader behind him one by one.

"The provincial supervisor is coming, and with so many leaders coming, you won't tell me... Tsk, Brother Qiu, you're not doing this right."

After Chen Mu welcomed the leader of Mind and others into the farm, he couldn't help but complain to Qiu Yuanguang.

Qiu Yuanguang smiled and said, "I didn't know that the provincial supervisor was coming before. The leader only received the temporary notice yesterday. You can't blame me for this."

Chen Mu asked: "What's the arrangement today? After the sickle ceremony, the leaders will be arranged to have a meal in the town. How about it?"

Qiu Yuanguang shook his head: "Don't think too much about this. The provincial supervisor has already said that he will leave as soon as the opening ceremony is over. Our leader has other itineraries."

"I'm so anxious to leave, and I won't give you a chance to receive."

Chen Mu said something complaining, but his heart relaxed.

Suddenly, so many leaders came, but they didn’t know how to arrange for people to have dinner. The conditions on the farm were simple and it was really hard to entertain.

Qiu Yuanguang said: "Start quickly. It is best to get the yield data out today so that the leaders can witness it with their own eyes."

After a slight pause, he lowered his voice and said, "Today, while the leaders are all there, we can get the preliminary data out, and the publicity portal can start publicity. This matter must be taken seriously, and it is a stewardship task."

"Okay, I get it."

Chen Mu and Qiu Yuanguang said a few words, and then got busy again.

While he was busy, the Uyghur girl suddenly came over and called him, calling him aside and said, "There is something wrong, and there may be no way to harvest it today."

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Mu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help looking at the large combined harvester parked beside him.

These large combine harvesters were rented early and transported them yesterday. Today, they were just waiting for a command to start immediately. Why can't they be harvested?
Chapter completed!