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Chapter 468: A carrot and a pit

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    This night, Chen Yang¡¯s mind was filled with ambition, struggle, and wolf nature.

    After drinking Qin Suyue¡¯s chicken soup for the soul, no matter whether it is the mud that cannot be held up on the wall or the beggar on the street, she has the urge to stand up and work hard.

    Especially when she unbuttoned the buttons on her delicate little shirt one by one, took off her high-end silk panties in a charming way, and finally entrusted herself to him as if she was throwing herself into his arms.  I left Chen Yang, and let the two of them grow the bud of love under the dim candlelight on this spring night

    When he woke up the next day, what Chen Yang saw when he opened his eyes was that it was already a very busy morning outside the central business district. No matter how expensive the car was on the overpass with cars passing by, it was only the size of a matchbox.

    Qin Suyue has changed into a silk robe and is sitting by the window, holding freshly ground coffee in one hand. The crystal spoon is stirring back and forth in the porcelain coffee cup, making a pleasant tinkling sound.

    "Good morning." Qin Suyue saw Chen Yang waking up, with a smile in her eyes.

    "It has been more than two years, and you are still the first man to ask me to say good morning in the bedroom." Qin Suyue said with a smile.

    Chen Yang stretched out, fell on the bed, and opened his eyes.

    Last night, Chen Yang was exhausted until about three o'clock in the morning. When he woke up, he found that he had not slept for long.

    "Have you slept enough? If you haven't slept enough, sleep a little longer. You don't have to go to work anyway." Qin Suyue said with a smile and looked at the time. It was after eight o'clock.

    ¡°Five hours of sleep is usually enough for me,¡± Chen Yang said lightly.

    "Get up when you've had enough sleep and have some breakfast." After saying that, Qin Suyue had already picked up the phone and dialed the hotel kitchen.

    The most luxurious suite, a breakfast can be said to be rich in choices.

    Chen Yang usually likes light meals in the morning, so he ordered porridge and fried dough sticks, along with a boiled egg.  A very Chinese breakfast, much better than Qin Suyue's coffee bread.

    Qin Suyue left for the company after breakfast, while Chen Yang checked out of the room and drove back to Qinghe Village alone.

    On the way back, Chen Yang felt that the day had been like a dream. He originally wanted to make an appointment with Wang Jianan for dinner and thank her and her company for their suggestions for planning this scenic spot. However, he did not expect that he accidentally ate the ecstasy soup.  Likewise, following Qin Suyue's advice, she will set up her own company when she returns home.

    It is very dangerous to drive without thinking along the way. Fortunately, Chen Yang was careful enough and rushed to Qinghe Village during lunch that day.

    The first thing I did when I returned to the village was not to go home. Instead, I parked the car at the door of Song Guojun's house and pushed the door open. Song Guojun was sitting on the kang with a bowl of braised noodles with tomatoes in front of him.  Cover with red and yellow tomatoes and marinate them.

    Song Guojun held half of the garlic in his hand and ate it happily.

    Most northerners like to eat noodles with garlic. Song Guojun is a northerner born and raised in Qinghe Village. This bowl of braised noodles may not seem big, but this guy can also eat a whole head of garlic.

    "Xiao Chen, what brought you here? Haven't you eaten yet?" As soon as he saw Chen Yang coming to the door, Song Guojun immediately invited Chen Yang to take a seat. At the same time, he arranged for his wife to take a seat and said: "On this point,  Come to the door, you must not have eaten yet. Old lady, hurry up and give Xiao Chen some hand-made noodles and let her have a taste of your craftsmanship."

    "Know it!"

    Song Guojun¡¯s wife¡¯s shout came from the kitchen.

    It is strange to say that Song Guojun can be regarded as the first generation of intellectuals in Qinghe Village. He has the unique temperament of those intellectuals who did not receive higher education because they went to the mountains and countryside in the 1960s and 1970s. He speaks softly and logically.  Clear, but also rigid and lacking in tact.

    In Qinghe Village, Song Guojun's status in the eyes of the villagers is probably second only to the old village party secretary, but for such a golden pimple in the eyes of the old people in the village, his daughter-in-law is the Hedong Lion of the Eighth Village in Qinghe Village.

    She was born with a good voice, but she couldn't sing any tunes. She was very good at roaring, with a high voice and a loud roar. Everyone in Qinghe Village knew that the wife of the Song family had an amazing voice.

    "Come on, I happen to be hungry." Chen Yang touched his stomach and watched Song Guojun sucking the chopstick-thick hands to roll the noodles. His cheeks bulged, but he was also a glutton making a fuss in the temple of the five internal organs.

    While he was eating, Chen Yang told Song Guojun exactly what Qin Suyue had told him in the provincial capital this time. He almost said it.That night hand-rolled noodles in small enamel basins were also served on the table.

    ? Tomatoes and eggs, topped with a little home-made soybean sauce, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and placed on chopstick-thick white noodles.  The noodles that have been soaked in well water are firm and have distinct layers.

    Add a chopstick and put it into your mouth, and then imitate Song Guojun and put a piece of garlic into your mouth.  The sweetness of the white noodles and the mellow aroma of garlic create a strange but very spicy taste bud impact.

    "I can't say much about my aunt's craftsmanship. This mouthful of noodles and garlic is really comfortable for the eater." Chen Yang stuffed a big mouthful of noodles into his mouth and his cheeks bulged, but he was still full of praise for this kind of craftsmanship.

    "If it tastes good, eat more. The noodles are braised enough. When you come to our house, you will treat it as if you have entered your own house. Don't be polite. If your uncle knows that you left without enough food, he will blame me for being stingy."  !" Song Guojun's daughter-in-law, Luo Huiru, is known as a warm-hearted person in the village.

    The husband-and-wife team of Song Guojun and Luo Huiru also proves the old saying that if a good wife is at home, her husband will not get into trouble outside.  Although Luo Huiru was not the Xiaojiabiyu type when she was young, she was a virtuous wife who was both internal and external, diligent and thrifty and managed the family.

    Precisely because of this, and Song Guojun¡¯s temperament, they already had this model couple in Qinghe Village.

    "It's not that we can't do business. Now that we have a market economy and society, we, the farmers who rely on the mountains, the water, and the sky, can no longer live on one-third of an acre." Song Guojun's mouth was filled with noodles, and he clicked three times.  Five divided by two was swallowed wholeheartedly, and after wiping his mouth, he took out a box of cigarettes and put it into his mouth.

    "In my opinion, this matter is feasible. However, we have to consider some human factors in it. After all, there are so many people, and everyone has different ideas. A thousand acres of land was not blown by the wind.  The work of so many people is a very difficult task in itself." Song Guojun squinted his eyes and said seriously: "However, there is an old saying in the business world that risks and benefits coexist."

    "I also think we should give it a try. But, Teacher Song, I'm not here mainly to discuss the feasibility of something with you today." Chen Yang took a mouthful of noodles and put a clove of garlic in his mouth.  said.

    "It seems that you are confident and are planning to do something big? Now that you are sure, I won't remind you of the details. You are smarter than others, clever and very knowledgeable." Song Guojun was full of praise, as if  I have special affection and expectations for Chen Yang, a student in his last class.

    "I want to ask the teacher for help." At this time, Chen Yang had finished eating the noodles in front of him. He rejected his aunt Luo Huiru's invitation for another bowl of noodles. Chen Yang said while touching his round belly.

    "Help, what help? I am an old man, and there is only one place where I can use my spare energy. If you need me to stand up and persuade you, there is still hope for the villagers to support you." Song Guojun smiled.  said.

    "I can do the work of the villagers myself. This is what I am taking the lead in doing. It should be me who tells everyone." Chen Yang wiped his mouth, followed Song Guojun's example and smoked a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

    Chen Yang doesn¡¯t like smoking. The reason why he followed Song Guojun¡¯s practice is because he felt that the cigarette he smoked after meals was too comfortable, and he wanted to try the taste.

    "You don't need me to do the work of the villagers? Then I really don't know what else I can do to help you." Song Guojun scratched his head, not sure what medicine Chen Yang was selling in his gourd.

    Chen Yang pretended to be mysterious and approached Song Guojun and said: "Since we want to contract individual land and expropriate it to become collective property, then we have to have a name. A collective organization named Qinghe Village Collective, in other words  , is actually a joint-stock company. If the villagers who contributed the land are shareholders, then there should be various leadership levels. I hope Teacher Song can be qualified for the position of general manager."

    As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, he suddenly heard hearty laughter coming from the side: "Hahahahahaha! Chen Yang, you are a carrot and a pit. Do you think our old Song is business material? He is still the general manager. He  The ones who have the most control are your students back then!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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