Building madman

The "fire fighting" in Sun Ju's mouth is not about firefighting, but about being quickly promoted from the local area or seconded from another place after a vacant leader in a certain area.

The position that needs'rescue' is basically the same as that of Shao Baitou or Yu Zong.

But there are always exceptions.

For example, when there is a vacancy in Bianzhou, the leaders of Nanhe negotiated internally and decided to promote a person who can manage the economy, or promote a veteran and respectful person, or negotiate with Dongshan to second such and such.

During the firefighting period, the position remained basically unchanged, the firefighting ended and the level was greatly improved.

Although Sun Ju was in charge of resources before, he also managed the Canal Development Zone. If there were no one or two in Bianzhou, he used to be a deputy, which was not abrupt and had real power.

Of course, this is not the only good thing.

The Canal Development Zone was officially incorporated into the'Roster' and became a municipal district, representing the city of Jishi with an additional team.

The choice will definitely give priority to Xiang County, where the local economy develops the most.

For Xiangxian vacancies, Sancha Township is given priority...

Walking around and watching the flowers, Ge Xiaotian went round and round. With the example of Sun Ju, the atmosphere became more and more active. The more the two parties chatted, the happier and happier the wine became.

I woke up the next day and opened my eyes. At first sight, I saw a dishevelled thing hanging down on my face, and subconsciously threw a fist...

After 0.2 seconds, Ge Xiaotian gave a violent excitement, forcibly pressed his arm, and gently held the soft long hair.

Fortunately, I didn't fight, otherwise I would cry for a long time...

"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing here?"

"Huh, who is your wife!" Li Xiuxiu was unaware of someone's actions, smiling at the corners of her mouth, and handing a glass of warm water, "Sister Xu called last night and said you drank too much!"

"Um..." Ge Xiaotian felt a little bit of an impression of last night. He drank his love and left it cold and boiled. He got up and prepared to take a bath, "Are you going back to your hometown today?"

"I went back to sweep the grave the day before yesterday. I just came back yesterday." Li Xiuxiu yawned and lay down on the bed. "I was tossed by you all night, I want to sleep first!"

"Okay!" Ge Xiaotian rubbed his head, and then called the negotiation area of ​​Crescent Office. "At noon, I will let the four little girls call you to eat steak?"

"No need!" Li Xiuxiu shrank into the bed, covered her head, and said dullly: "I can just go to the cafeteria and eat anything."

"I feel that the atmosphere of the company is a bit weird recently, you help me to test..."

"Ok!"

After Ge Xiaotian washed his hair, he drilled his head into the bed, "Mu, I'm leaving!"

"another one!"

"Wooden ah!"

"Hmph, I'll tell you the surname Ge, don't think you are looking for a wife for my dad, let's just forget it, I am always, far, all, no, will, compromise!"

"……""Wooden ah!"

"another one!"

…………

Back in Gejia Village, three uncles and four uncles, as well as the old village head, and several elders, were smoking cigarettes at the entrance of the village security office.

Ge Xiaotian said hello one by one, "Where are Da Mao and Brother Lei?"

"They went to cut their hair, and they will be back later!" The third uncle dropped his cigarette butt, "You talk, I'll go to the supermarket to move some grave-sweeping stuff."

"Okay!" Fourth Uncle handed a cigarette, "Little God, in June, summer cotton will receive wheat stubble and harvest quickly. You are very familiar with Da Liuzhuang, and help Fourth Uncle borrow some machines."

"Small things!" Ge Xiaotian found Da Liu's mobile phone number, "We also need machines to grow cotton. You can contact Da Liu directly. Don't worry, you are your own person. If you don't rest assured, let Qi Ye accompany you. They are brothers. "

"Then it's okay."

During the chat, on the cement road from Sancha Township to Gejiacun, a few red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple... more complete than the little yellow brothers, and even pure Afro.

The headed person is his elder brother, the storm green version of Ge Wangwang!

Almost at the same time, a background music sounded in Ge Xiaotian's mind.

The South Vietnamese version is wrong...

'Broth girl, Naihe beautiful color'

'Sister has such powerful legs'

Too late to stop, the old village chief supported the ground on one leg, the golden rooster was independent, and rushed up with his shoes...

"Grandpa, don't, I'm making makeup for the movie. It's expensive!"

"Really?"

"Really, if I lie to anyone, I can't lie to you!"

Hearing the dialogue between the two sides, Ge Xiaotian's eyes turned and he immediately decided to use all the resources of Tianyu to shoot a MV for Ge Wangwang.

Gejiacun Records are not well-known locally, but they sell well overseas!

In the future, Ge Wangwang will also break out of the Asian region and embark on the international scene!

"Big brother, I have a big business, why not do it!"

When Ge Wangwang came back this time, he wanted to take advantage of the Ching Ming Festival to bring the management of the funeral family to meet his younger brother named Dongshan.

What do you mean...

'Look, this is my brother, Ge Baiyi!If you follow me in the future, you can't treat you badly!'

Now that the rich brother wants to give business, there is no reason not to accept it.

"Definitely do it!"

"Well, we will finish sweeping the tomb later and go to Tianyu Film and Television Base!"

"no problem!"

After talking a few words, Comrade Ge Feng called.

"Hey, old man!"

"Quickly pack up, go to tomb sweeping swiftly, but the Spring Festival didn't go, the old lady of the province missed you!"

When the voice came, Ge Xiaotian didn't respond, but Ge Wangwang paled with fright.

Others don't matter, the head must be knocked every year, in case the old lady misses the hoof of the donkey again, it is him who suffers 80%.

only……

White face, smoky eyes, pure green explosive head...

After chatting with Comrade Ge Feng, Ge Xiaotian put down his cell phone and forced a smile, "Brother, I suspect that you are going to Lao Lin, and you can hook up all the little widows who hanged themselves in our village over the past few years!"

"..."

When the third uncle brought offerings from the supermarket, Da Mao and Brother Lei also returned from the hometown with broken bread.

Seeing Ge Wangwang's appearance, the three people were stunned...

………………

In the millennium, Tomb-sweeping Festival is not a legal holiday, but the custom of tomb sweeping has been around for a long time, and there are not a few employees who have taken leave to return to their hometown in recent days.

However, since childhood, Ge Xiaotian discovered that it would rain every Qingming Festival.

Just like today, when I left Xiangxian in the morning, it was still sunny. After 8 o'clock, the sky was full of humidity, clouds and drizzle...

That's weird!

The rain is not heavy, and there is no need to hold an umbrella. The old village chief leads the team. Seventh master and his second grandfather accompany him, gather the descendants of the same tribe of Gejia Village, and a group of people kill Xiang Laolin mightily.

If you follow the local customs of tomb-sweeping, you can go back three generations from your parents' generation and only pay homage to your own grandfather.

However, Gejia Village belongs to the same ancestor, and there is an old village head. The cohesion will not dissipate for the time being. Now, with the addition of Ge Xiaotian, the “big boss of ten billion” who took the lead in getting rich, the concept of clan is stronger.

Thus, the tomb sweeping in Qingming Dynasty became the ancestor worship of the clan.

Burning incense, burning paper, folding willow branches...

Cultivating soil, weeding, repairing tombstones...

After finishing all these tasks, Ge Xiaotian and Ge Wangwang went to Huanggang, Nanwa, to pay homage to his grandmother, and to take a look at the Nanwa Animal and Plant Cultivation Base.

There is no shortage of houses. Trees can be spawned from farmland in Daqingshan. The zoo uses modified animal pens and occasionally dragged it to Base 2 for operation. Dried fruits, beverages, and dairy products, as long as they fall into the category of'in season', are basically not problem.

On the way back to Sancha Township, I passed the brick kiln of Yuanfang Sanjiu.

The chimney was demolished and the brick kiln naturally ceased to exist. Now this place has become the largest local concrete brick and tile production plant.

With the research and development test, Tiancheng's cement has broken away from the six categories, and began mass production of waterproof cement, elastic cement, conductive cement, ceramic cement, glass fiber cement, color-changing cement, luminous cement, etc.

The scope of application has increased, and the types of prefabricated parts have also risen rapidly. From hollow bricks, they are divided into lightweight aerated blocks, fire-resistant ceramsite bricks, load-bearing multi-empty bricks, fly ash blocks, permeable paving tiles...

Different prefabricated parts require different machinery. Increase the investment in production equipment, increase the contracted area of ​​the factory, and increase the business coverage...

Basically all the profits from external sales of the brick factory have gone in.

The third uncle Yuanfang has grown from a small brick kiln owner to a big factory manager.

The workers are all natural. Apart from public relations and getting some salary, he has almost nothing to do. The last time he was accidentally injured by a pure gold fitness ball, he was honest for a while, and now he likes the root carving again.

People have no pursuit, what is the difference with salted fish?

Ge Xiaotian admired the mentality of the third uncle from the far house. He asked Ge Wangwang to go back first and stay alone to learn the most basic knowledge of root carving. At noon he called the brick kiln owners from several other townships to have a meal together, and returned to the Tianyu Film and Television Base in the afternoon. Five o'clock.

That night.

Ge Wangwang started his'first singing'.

'Find an American girl, hug and hunt sex...'

'...Oh monster, how beautiful it is'

'My girl will get GOOD soon...'

"Fuck, brother, I only found out now that you actually sing better than the four heavenly kings!"

"Huh? No? I sing the sailor in the school dormitory, and they all say I cry and howl..."

"How is it possible!" Ge Xiaotian pressed the play button...

The sound is pure, the emotions are sincere, the skills and music are all superb...

After listening to it, Ge Wangwang almost doubted life, "Is this what I sang?"

"Ok!"

"Except for not understanding, it's really great!"

"Congratulations to your eldest brother, a natural music genius, who has the capital to enter the peak of the Chinese music scene!"

"But, this voice...not like me!"

"Equipment problem, distortion, garbage equipment, ruining my elder brother's future, I will smash it later!"

"Forget it!"

Ge Wangwang suddenly became a little bit worried about gains and losses. Women were afraid of marrying the wrong man, and men were afraid of getting into the wrong line. No wonder they could not find a way out of learning computer.

"How about I sing another sailor?"

"Well, but, brother, if you really want to be a singer, you must sing with your heart... Well, it means, don't yell, but ah~~~, this kind, or bass acridine~~~"

"What is bass..."

"???"

At this moment, the tuner in the recording studio waved his hand quietly.

Ge Xiaotian calmly asked Ge Wangwang to learn how to sing with Shuai Bo and the little star, then turned and walked into the recording studio.

The tuner wiped his sweat, "Boss, the workload is too much to tune!"

"Huh?" Ge Xiaotian's face sank, "At that time, you were recruited, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands. You gave me a guarantee. Even if you saw the wood, you could tune me into a beautiful melody. , Are you planning to fight against me today?"

"No...no, boss!" The tuner was sweaty on his forehead, and his lips sighed, his complexion flushed, and he gestured for a long time, and said dejectedly: "Forget it, it's too difficult, I'll go to Siberia to move rocks!"

"???"