The secretary told Shirley that Chaha County’s annual Sheep Catching Conference will be held in advance to tomorrow. After the conference, there will be a bonfire party.
Shirley was no stranger to the Sheep Catching Conference. When she heard the news, she shouted on horseback: "Oh ho ho, the men of the prairie are showing off their prowess. Shirley likes it."
The fear that the black wolf brought to Shirley was instantly dispelled by the secretary's news.
"We have already tied up the felt bag by the lake, and we will live in the felt bag tonight." The county magistrate urged his horse to go ahead, riding alongside Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun said calmly: "The county magistrate is determined. It seems that you must get this investment."
The county magistrate said eagerly: "We are afraid of being poor. Even if there is a chance, we will not let it go. Hey, Director Chen, what do we need to do to develop the tourism project you mentioned?"
"Do your own thing well, show sincerity, and don't do things like opening the door to attract business and closing the door to beat the dog." In front of the impoverished county magistrate, Chen Qingyun's tone was a little arrogant.
The county magistrate didn't think there was anything wrong with Chen Qingyun at all, but tolerated his arrogance. If Chen Qingyun was humble, the county magistrate would not be practical.
Among the various groups of Chinese people, officials are actually the most servile. Few officials can get rid of this problem.
Jiang Ying knew nothing about the grassland. On this trip to the grassland, the happiest person was Jiang Ying: "Miss Shirley, do you know about the Sheep Catching Conference?"
"Of course, this is an activity for prairie warriors." Shirley's eyes were full of fascination: "Sheep-catching activities are held in grasslands all over the world. But in terms of form, there are actually only two types: individual competition and team competition.
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Before Shirley and Jiang Ying finished chatting, the team had already arrived at the Prairie Lake. On the other side of the Prairie Lake were the mountains. The colorful flowers beside the lake competed for beauty in the sunshine. They were described as clusters of flowers.
Not too much at all.
"Secretary, it's a great place. The lakes and mountains are so beautiful." Chen Qingyun was riding on horseback, looking far into the distance. There were many large birds circling in the sky above the lake. On the grassland on the other side, there were groups of cattle and sheep.
Horses are dotted among them, forming a beautiful picture.
The secretary said meaningfully: "Director, if there are really investors to develop tourism in Chaha, they will find that the tourism project in Chaha is no different from a money printing machine."
Chen Qingyun nodded and said: "Secretary, don't worry, as long as the traffic problem can be solved, investors will definitely come. Maybe, investors will come in when we leave."
A rostrum was set up by the lake. As soon as the sun rose in the east the next day, Chen Qingyun and others were sitting on the rostrum. Before the conference started, several horses galloped towards the rostrum.
Under the rostrum, there were already crowds of people, shouting for their children and daughters, and on both sides were horse teams eager to try. The prairie men loved this activity very much, and they all arrived at the lake to set up camp last night.
Chen Qingyun had the best eyesight, and he saw from a distance that the person at the front was Yang Zhuo from Yanjing.
Chen Qingyun's spiritual consciousness faintly sensed that there were two faint cold breaths in the undulating grass tens of meters behind Yang Zhuo, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
Not long after, the cold atmosphere disappeared. In the distant Chaha County, someone spoke softly in Yanjing dialect: "The two of them have met and will proceed to the next step immediately."
The secretary and county magistrate of Chaha looked at the visitor in astonishment. Only the commerce director of Province Z excitedly jumped off the podium to see Yang Zhuo greet him.
Chen Qingyun did not deliberately inquire about Yang Zhuo's purpose, but the soft conversation between Yang Zhuo and the director clearly reached Chen Qingyun's ears.
"Mr. Yang, why are you here?"
"We have already communicated with the provincial governor, and the fine breeding farm is located in Chaha. We were waiting for data in Urumqi the day before yesterday, and we just left yesterday afternoon, and today we caught up with the sheep gathering conference."
"Let's watch the game first, and then communicate with the leaders of the Ministry of Foreign Trade."
"It doesn't matter, just say hello to Director Chen, he will be fine."
Only then did Chen Qingyun learn that Australia had come to Chaha to investigate, and among them there was an aristocratic family making a sound, and it was the Yang family among the top forces in Yanjing.
"Qingyun, I finally caught up with you." Yang Zhuo pretended to have just seen Chen Qingyun and took three steps at a time to reach the rostrum.
The secretary and the county magistrate didn't know where this young man came from. The Minister of Commerce lowered his posture and welcomed him so warmly, and they definitely couldn't afford to offend him.
Yang Zhuo really restrained himself from the habits of the children of the aristocratic family. When he passed by the secretary and the county magistrate, he took the initiative to extend his right hand and greeted them before walking towards Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun took all Yang Zhuo's actions into consideration. Now he understood: The Yang family has put a lot of effort into introducing Australian high-bred dairy cows.
"China will produce a high-quality breeding farm, and Brother Yang Zhuo is indispensable." Chen Qingyun squinted his eyes and teased Yang Zhuo.
Yang Zhuo cursed: "I am a good breeder. Look at your pretty face. I will drag you to breed. It's weird if the cows don't fight."
Chen Qingyun pulled Yang Zhuo to the corner of the podium: "Brother Yang, you have a good vision. Control it from the source. You want to occupy China's dairy market."
Yang Zhuo said in surprise: "Qingyun, how did you know that this is my project?"
"It's all written on your face." Of course Chen Qingyun would not tell Yang Zhuo that he could hear the conversation a hundred meters away: "If it's convenient, tell me how you operate it."
Yang Zhuo did not directly answer Chen Qingyun's question: "Several big families are making a fuss about seeds. Some start from space breeding, while others ignore the health of the people and promote genetically modified soybeans."
"It seems that the Yang family is not willing to lag behind and does not want to do anything unconscionable, so they started with improving dairy breeds, which is a good topic."
Yang Zhuo said quietly: "Qingyun, can you not talk about my affairs? Let me tell you something. The He family hates you to the core. This time Chen Kun failed to win the election in Anping. They will target you. You have to be careful.
point."
Chen Qingyun said boldly: "The soldiers will block me, and the water will cover me. I walk upright and sit upright. Whatever tricks they have, they will follow."
"Okay, Qingyun is courageous, and the Yang family will support you." Yang Zhuo said solemnly: "Qingyun, I'm afraid that he is not using real swords and guns, but is playing dirty tricks secretly."
Chen Qingyun knew that this was a signal sent by Yang Zhuoxiang to his family. It seemed that the senior officials were playing some kind of conspiracy.
Among the four major aristocratic families in Yanjing, the Wang family has deep roots, and the Huang, Yun, and He families are only slightly different from the Wang family. Chen Qingyun has the support of the Wang family, so he is not afraid of the He family making things difficult. This is Yang Zhuo's understanding.
Of course Chen Qingyun didn't care about the He family. After participating in Tang Yu's ancestor recognition and return ceremony in the Lieyan Guardian Area, Chen Qingyun realized that one day he would embark on the road of spiritual cultivation.
The Yang family is slightly inferior to the four major aristocratic families, but their hidden power is not much weaker than the four major aristocratic families. Among the four major aristocratic families, the Wang and Yun families are closely related; the Huang and He families are relatively close.
Outside the Yang family, there is not much bias, but it has risen rapidly in recent years.
"Look, the sheep hunting has begun. These prairie barbarians are quite impressive." Without waiting for Chen Qingyun to answer, Yang Zhuo immediately changed the subject.
Chen Qingyun looked up and saw a horse galloping forward. In the knight's hand was a big fat sheep that had lost its hair, had its head removed, and was covered in oil. The fat sheep shone dazzlingly in the sun. Waiting.
The two rows of players were already shouting and shouting.
Following the host's command, all the contestants spurred their horses and rushed towards the big fat sheep that was thrown hundreds of meters away. On the grassland by the lake, the sound of hooves suddenly sounded like thunder, and the ground trembled.
Twenty or thirty horses were mixed together, the big fat sheep changed its owners several times in the blink of an eye, and the big cowhide drum next to the rostrum was beating loudly.
Jiang Ying had never seen such a shocking scene. Her little hands were red from clapping, and the young woman in her thirties looked like a little girl.
Shirley approached Chen Qingyun: "Director Chen, if you go to compete, these people will definitely be in trouble."
"You have so much confidence in me?"
Shirley's deep blue eyes shone with a trace of divine light: "You are so mysterious. I have never lacked confidence in you."
The foreign beauty's emotions were too direct, which made Chen Qingyun a little afraid of Shirley and deliberately avoided her. Just when Yang Zhuo came over, he pulled Shirley aside and whispered.
Shirley's project had little to do with Chen Qingyun's responsibilities. Seeing Yang Zhuo's mysterious appearance, Chen Qingyun simply closed his six senses and was too lazy to listen to their chat.
After Yang Zhuo came to Chaha, the project negotiations advanced quickly. Chen Qingyun did not participate in their negotiations and simply went to the depths of Prairie Lake to practice quietly.
After arriving in Yanjing, Chen Qingyun has never calmed down and practiced properly. The spiritual energy in Yanjing is far behind that of Yizhou. It is difficult to capture much spiritual energy even after practicing for one night. No wonder Chen Qingyun is very interested in practicing.
Practice breeds laziness.
In the depths of Prairie Lake, the amount of spiritual energy of heaven and earth is at least a hundred times that of Yanjing. Chen Qingyun was immersed in training and only returned to Chaha County every morning.
No one expected that Chen Qingyun would travel more than a hundred miles alone to the sparsely populated Prairie Lake.
After four days of meditative practice on a small island in the lake, Chen Qingyun did not use the spiritual liquid in the gourd. Chen Qingyun refined the muscles, bones and internal organs of his whole body. The sea of qi was also filled, and the whole person's energy and spirit seemed to be watered.
of flowers.
"Qingyun, we will sign the contract tomorrow, and then we will return to Beijing." Yang Zhuo saw Chen Qingyun and shook his head: "Qingyun, it's really uncomfortable to be soaked in a vinegar vat all day long. I shouldn't have come to Chaha."
Before leaving Chaha, Yang Zhuo called Chen Qingyun and relaxedly enjoyed the tranquility of this paradise.