Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Volume 2: Happy Urban Life Chapter 188 Ah Qiang's Real Skills(1/2)

Xiaomei heard what he said. She immediately remembered that it was Zhang Yang who indeed saved the life of Chunhui Caohui Company. She had seen this with her own eyes and there was absolutely no way it was false, so she said what Zhang Yang said

Yes, I gradually came to believe it.

In fact, this is what she thought in her mind. These must be new varieties that Zhang Yang found from somewhere. Or maybe he has a top scientific research institution in his hands, and these so-called new vegetables are all from that scientific research institution.

What comes out is probably some kind of genetically modified crop.

This kind of situation is not uncommon in daily life. The most famous one is Yuan Longping's hybrid rice. Although this hybrid rice is not a genetically modified crop, it is not an ordinary crop that originally existed in nature. There are also comparisons

Typical ones are those space vegetables. The seeds of these vegetables are taken to outer space by satellites or spacecrafts, and then the genes mutate to form new varieties. They all have some very special characteristics, such as their fruits can grow

They have to be big! For example, they are cold-resistant than ordinary vegetables, etc. Xiaomei can easily attribute the radishes Zhang Yang mentioned to this.

Xiaomei is actually not wrong in thinking so. Wangcai originally reorganized the genes of these vegetables according to Zhang Yang's request, but this recombination is not equivalent to the normal mutation of vegetables. No matter how the mutations of ordinary vegetables change, they are still the same.

A kind of vegetable, but the genetic recombination of Wangcai is different. It can basically be said to be another kind of plant, not another variety of the same plant.

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry. I will work hard!"

Xiaomei listened to Zhang Yang's words for a long time before nodding her head. She was very serious about doing things, so it took Zhang Yang a long time to explain to her clearly.

"Haha... Yeah. That's good! From now on, you don't have to be my secretary, and you can concentrate on helping me with farm affairs. Your position and salary will be raised to a higher level..."

After Zhang Yang and Xiao Mei explained clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he happily talked about the matter with Xiao Mei.

"Mr. Zhang, if you raise a level, how much should you raise?..."

Zhang Yang was not happy for long when Xiao Mei's words choked him again.

"Here, the monthly salary is as high as 6,000! The position...well, what should I call it?..."

Zhang Yang mused with a headache. He had not had many opportunities to come into contact with the senior management of ordinary companies before, so he was not very familiar with the specific positions in ordinary companies.

"Well, it's called 'Director'..."

Zhang Yang thought for a long time and only came up with such a name. Xiaomei was full of doubts at that time. How can she say that she will be a senior company executive in charge of dozens of people and be called "Director"? This is too unimpressive.

, too vulgar? A lot of words

"Mr. Zhang, this name is too vulgar? There are so many words..."

Xiaomei has been Jiang Gan's secretary for so long, she knows when to be serious and when to joke with the boss. She now knows that there is nothing wrong with saying this, so she complained to Zhang Yang.

"Uh...too tacky?..."

Zhang Yang sweated, and after thinking about it for himself, it seemed that it was really not that good, so he thought about another one.

"Well, that's called the deputy manager of the production department! In the future, our company will continue to establish other farms, and all the farms will be summarized under this production department. Xiaomei, you have to work hard. As long as you do well,

, the position of department manager will definitely be yours from now on..."

Zhang Yang didn't think for too long this time. What he suddenly said made Xiao Mei's heart skip a beat. From an ordinary secretary to a department manager in charge of an important department, this was a rocket-like upgrade speed!

….

"Yes! Mr. Zhang, I will try my best to do a good job!" Xiaomei said excitedly.

--------------------------------------------------

-----------------------

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yang, Xiaomei and Aqiang began to walk into Hongmei Village. The other villagers in the farm had already gone home early in the morning, and they were also led by the village head Zhou Zhiqiang at this time.

I am also going to go to the new ancestral hall to watch the ceremony.

The site of this new ancestral hall is about a hundred meters east of the old ancestral hall. Zhang Yang has also been to that place before, and it is a large open space. There is nothing blocking it in front, and you can even see Zhang Yang at a glance.

"Country Bumpkin" vegetable planting base.

At this time, hundreds of villagers have surrounded the new ancestral hall. The sea of ​​people is very spectacular at first glance. In addition, there is a dragon and a lion in the center of the new ancestral hall.

They were dancing excitedly there, the gongs and drums were noisy, it was so lively.

"Mr. Zhang, welcome, welcome!"

As soon as Zhang Yang and the other three arrived, the head of Hongmei Village, Zhou Zhihan, came to greet them.

"Haha! Village Chief Zhou, you're welcome. When will the foundation laying ceremony start?..."

Seeing this lively scene, Zhang Yang became interested for a moment and asked enthusiastically.

"It will be soon. Mr. Zhang, there are VIP seats over there. Let's go and sit there..."

Zhou Zhihan pointed to a place not far ahead and said.

Zhang Yang was a little curious, VIP seats? For such a small ancestral hall to lay the foundation, could there really be any VIPs coming? He looked in the direction pointed by Zhou Zhihan, and after seeing clearly what the so-called VIP seats were, he

It was really a bit dumbfounding.

What kind of VIP seat is this? There's not even a table, just a few stools. And the stools are the kind without backs. I don't know if Zhou Zhihan just moved them from their house.

"Okay! Okay!"

Although Zhang Yang felt a little bit dumbfounded, he still followed Zhou Zhihan in the end. Otherwise, this was Zhou Zhihan's general kindness after all, and he couldn't help but give him face no matter what.

After several people walked over, Zhang Yang discovered that there was only one person sitting on the stool. He had seen this person before, the "third uncle" he had seen with Zhou Zhihan at the old ancestral hall every time. Zhang Yang

If you could match Zhou Zhihan's attitude at that time, you would know that this old man must be a highly respected person in Hongmei Village. When I saw him today, he was indeed like this.

"Hello, old man!"

Zhang Yang had his own way of communicating with the older generation, but now he immediately used it, greeting the "third uncle" with a smile.

"Oh? Young man, is it you?...Haha, I heard the little man say that our ancestral hall can be rebuilt thanks to you!"

The old man was wearing a brand new set of clothes, and Zhang Yang could tell that he was very happy today.

"Haha, you're welcome, old man. The village can rent the land to me, which also helps me a lot! I should rebuild an ancestral hall for the village..."

Zhang Yang estimated that if he didn't sit on these stools, there would be no one to sit on, so he sat down calmly and talked to the old man.

At this time, Zhou Zhihan saw that the time was almost up, so he walked up with a piece of paper. After reaching the center of the crowd, he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Dear villagers, please be quiet!"

"Today is a good day to officially lay the foundation stone for our new ancestral hall in Hongmei Village. Here, first of all, on behalf of all the villagers, I would like to thank Mr. Zhang Yang, the general manager of the Country Bumpkin Co., Ltd., for his strong support in the construction of our new ancestral hall..."

When Zhou Zhihan said this, he motioned in the direction of Zhang Yang. When Zhang Yang saw it, he stood up a little flattered. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. The surrounding villagers saw that he was a little confused.

Even though he looked panicked, he smiled kindly...

"Secondly, on behalf of all the villagers, I also want to thank Mr. Zhang Yang, the general manager of Country Bumpkin Co., Ltd., for his investment in our village. Because of this investment, more than 80% of the fields in our village have been leased to Country Bumpkin Co., Ltd., and we

All the villagers have benefited greatly..."

Zhang Yang had just sat down on his butt, but he had no choice but to lift it up again because of Zhou Zhihan's words. After getting up, he also knew that he was now the center of attention of all the villagers, so he raised his hand and bowed it to the surrounding villagers.

"Thirdly, on behalf of all the villagers, I still want to thank Mr. Zhang Yang, the general manager of 'Country Bumpkin' Co., Ltd. Because Mr. Zhang Yang's planting base recruited dozens of laborers in our village at one time, which provided many idle workers.

The folks who came down solved the employment problem..."

Depend on!

Zhang Yang really didn’t know what to say this time! Did the old man Zhou Zhihan deliberately mess with him? Why did he always wait for his butt to sit back on the stool before he said the next sentence? He was standing again and again.

Even though he was sitting down, he got up three times, and he didn't behave like this.

He saluted everyone around him again. After sitting down this time, Zhang Yang stared at the old man Zhou Zhihan with his eyes fixed on him. If the old man asked him to stand up again, he would not sit down at all.

Fortunately, the development of things was different from Zhang Yang's imagination. Zhou Zhihan never mentioned Zhang Yang again. He kept rambling here and there. In the end, it took almost ten minutes for him to put down the manuscript.

"Okay, now the foundation laying ceremony of our new ancestral hall in Hongmei Village has officially begun. I would like to invite my third uncle and Mr. Zhang Yang to break ground and lay the foundation stone for our new ancestral hall."

Zhou Zhihan finally said what Zhang Yang wanted to hear most. It turned out that before he came, he thought this groundbreaking ceremony would be interesting. However, Zhou Zhihan's lengthy speech made him a little sleepy. If he didn't do anything else,

For other things, he really had no energy at all.

"Come, old man, let me help you..."

Of course Zhang Yang knew that the "third uncle" Zhou Zhihan was talking about was the old man who was over seventy years old and had white hair and beard sitting next to him. After he stood up, he helped him up.

"Haha...young man, thank you..."

The old man was in good spirits, and he walked slowly towards the center of the crowd with Zhang Yang's support in high spirits.

In the center of the crowd, a piece of marble with the three characters "New Ancestral Hall" carved on it had already been placed there early in the morning. The foundation laying ceremony was just to bury the marble deep into the soil. It was buried.

Later, the workers who have been prepared nearby will immediately start building the main structure of the new ancestral hall behind the marble.

"Third uncle, Mr. Zhang, please!!!"

When Zhou Zhihan saw them approaching the marble, he quickly handed them new shovels hung with red cloth.

What happened next was a bit scripted. How could Zhang Yang and "Third Uncle" actually bury the entire marble? They just shoveled the soil twice with a shovel and made a show of it.

That's it. Other villagers will help with the subsequent burying work. Zhang Yang and "Third Uncle" handed the shovels to others and walked back to where they were sitting.

"Mr. Zhang, be careful..."

Zhang Yang was walking cautiously while supporting his "third uncle", when suddenly a loud shout sounded behind him. He quickly raised his head and looked around, only to see a man in a gray shirt directly in front of him.

Holding a bottle, he fiercely rushed towards him.

"Uh...what's going on?..."
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage