Cao Weidong walked to the entrance of the village under the leadership of Qin Xiangyang.
Several people were riding tractors towards the entrance of the village.
Qin Youliang led a group of club members to hold a welcome ceremony.
Everyone stands straight.
Lined up along the road.
There is a happy smile on the face.
"This..."
Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Cao Weidong suddenly felt a little confused.
Whether it was the standing posture, the slogans, or the enthusiasm of the applause, the members were exactly the same as they were when they greeted him.
Cao Weidong reacted immediately.
It turns out that this is the legendary saturated welcome.
Fortunately, he thought the folks here had a simple and honest character.
Nonsense.
They are just a group of old extras.
Shi Man touched Xu Aiguo's shoulder and said in a teasing tone.
"Hey, did you see the dragon this time?"
This is a satire on Xu Aiguo’s rainbow fart a few days ago.
Xu Aiguo's cheeks turned red.
He coughed twice and pretended not to hear.
Cao Weidong nodded secretly.
Xu Aiguo can now be considered a bit of a salesman.
Just at this time, the welcome ceremony was over. Qin Youliang accompanied these people to the village. When they were still some distance away, one of them shouted: "Comrade Cao Weidong, Comrade Cao Weidong."
Cao Weidong's eyes lit up and he immediately greeted him.
"Secretary Zhang, it's been a long time no see."
The person who came was none other than Secretary Zhang, the commune secretary of the Five Star People's Commune, and the man who introduced Cao Weidong to Secretary Sun of Wan'an County.
In this era, communes, production brigades, and production teams belong to the same administrative system.
The Five-Star People's Commune is equivalent to a town in the future, with several production brigades directly under its jurisdiction.
He has a good personal relationship with Cao Weidong and is one of them from Daying Production Brigade.
The Daying Production Brigade is in charge of the Qinjiagou Production Team.
Simply put.
Secretary Zhang is Qin Youliang’s final direct superior.
Cao Weidong wanted to promote biogas digesters. Because the product was in the Qinjiagou production team, the first person he notified was Secretary Zhang.
Secretary Zhang said with a smile: "I came here after receiving your letter. Recently I was thinking about how to lead the members to get rich, and you gave me a good idea."
Cao Weidong smiled implicitly: "Don't say that, it's just mutual benefit."
The two of them exchanged a look of understanding, with smiles on their faces at the same time, just like two foxes, one old and one young.
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After the greetings, Secretary Zhang pulled Cao Weidong back and introduced several fellow travelers to him.
"Comrade Cao Weidong, let me introduce you."
"This is Secretary Xie of the North China People's Commune, this is Secretary Ma of the Heyong People's Commune, and this is Secretary Wei of the Wenchuan People's Commune, and this is Secretary Hai of the Xiaoyanshan Appointed Commune..." p>
"They are all my good friends."
Then Secretary Zhang pointed at Cao Weidong and said proudly.
"Everyone, this little comrade is amazing. He is already a 17th-level cadre at a young age. He is also the director of our biogas plant in Wan'an County. His name is Cao Weidong."
Several commune secretaries looked at Cao Weidong with shock on their faces.
"So young? You're not even twenty yet, but you're already a 17th-level cadre?"
"You're still the director of the factory? If you're at the professional level, it must be a large factory with at least a thousand employees, right?"
No wonder several commune secretaries were so shocked.
In terms of administrative level, the commune secretary is an official, just the same level as Cao Weidong.
But how could they get to where they are today without working hard in the organization for many years?
How could Cao Weidong be so virtuous and capable that he is on an equal footing with them at such a young age?
Could it be that he is the son of a certain elder?
The surname is Cao...
Is there a big shot named Cao in the organization?
Several commune secretaries began to think about it.
Some of them are more diplomatic.
He greeted Cao Weidong in a friendly manner and quietly obtained useful information.
And some people are more blunt.
Such as Ma Guanghui of Heyong People's Commune.
He is a very pragmatic semi-part-time cadre and looks down upon young people who rely on the support of their parents to become cadres. Therefore, he only nodded to Cao Weidong and shouted to Secretary Zhang impatiently.
"Lao Zhang, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? Why do you have to bring us here?"
Secretary Zhang smiled mysteriously.
"Old Ma, why are you so impatient? I must have called you here because of something good."
Cao Weidong also walked out with a smile at this time.
"Actually, I asked Secretary Zhang to invite you here. It is true that our factory has a good product. I want to show it to you. Please give me some time."
As soon as he heard what Cao Weidong said, Ma Guanghui became even more angry and glared at Secretary Zhang and said.
"I said, Lao Zhang, you are a bit unreasonable. We came here because we believed you, and you just deceived us like this?"
Secretary Zhang said confidently.
"Don't worry, if you feel dissatisfied with this trip, then just tell me, I will cover all your tobacco and alcohol for the next month."
Ma Guanghui turned from anger to joy. "Are you telling the truth?"
Secretary Zhang patted his chest and said: "How can it be false? You don't know who I am, Zhang Defa? And so do you. If you are not satisfied, I will also cover all the tobacco and alcohol for this month."
Seeing Secretary Zhang's confident look, the other commune secretaries were stunned and felt a sense of expectation in their hearts.
What is it that makes Lao Zhang, who has always been stingy, so generous?
Ma Guanghui's tone had slowed down a lot, and he said to Cao Weidong: "Comrade Cao Weidong, if you have anything good to show us, please show us."
"Then let's come this way."
Cao Weidong walked in front and led these people to the east end of the village.
Soon, several people arrived in front of the pig farm.
Several commune secretaries frowned.
Why bring them here?
Ma Guanghui couldn't help it anymore and asked directly: "Comrade Cao Weidong, is it possible that the product you mentioned is related to the breeding farm?"
Cao Weidong nodded firmly.
"Yes, our factory's products are in front."
Ma Guanghui grinned, looked at Secretary Zhang and said, "Okay, there's no need to go in. I'm definitely not interested in the products you recommend. Let's redeem our promise."
"I won't cheat you, just calculate it as one pack of cigarettes every three days and one bottle of wine every five days."
Xu Aiguo couldn't help but speak: "Why?"
Secretary Xie of the North China People's Commune explained: "Secretary Ma's commune is famous for its breeding hometown. The pigs produced in their commune are strong and healthy, and are unmatched by others."
Cao Weidong explained.
"If this is the case, then you should come and take a look. You will definitely not be disappointed."
Under Cao Weidong's persuasion, Ma Guanghui reluctantly agreed to take a few more looks.
After entering the breeding farm, Ma Guanghui looked around with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.
From his perspective, he can certainly see that this breeding farm is not simple.
Neatness and cleanliness are the first impression you get.
Moreover, the piglets living here are very healthy and are not covered in disgusting mud or feces.
How did they do it?
Ma Guanghui's eyes widened and he wanted to steal something and take it back.
Xu Aiguo took the opportunity to ask at this time.
"How do you like this place?"
"Barely okay."
Xu Aiguo suddenly stiffened his mouth.
You can't even pull it out when you look at it, but you just commented that it's barely okay?
Cao Weidong smiled at this time, pointed forward and said: "We are here, and this is what I want to introduce."
"This...this is..."
Ma Guanghui was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he was stammered and speechless.