I'm really just the village head

The next morning, the rain was still falling.

Liu Chunlai was sleeping soundly and was awakened by the sound of the motorcycle engine outside.

"MMP, think it's great to have a broken motorcycle?" Liu Chunlai, who was too sleepy, got up, having a great resentment towards Zhang Jianmin and several other goods.

Thinking about getting their motorcycle in hand.

Didn’t you say that you get a motorcycle for your father?

Liu Fuwang lost six toes on the battlefield. On the surface, it seemed that walking had no effect. In fact, Liu Chunlai knew that the old man was very inconvenient to walk.

In order to maintain balance, so go faster.

Coupled with so many years, it is not easy for ordinary people to find it.

With motorcycles, it will be convenient to go to the county in the future.

"Brother Chunlai, didn't Miao, the deputy director of the Light Industry Bureau, call us to find him today..." Zhang Jianmin, wearing a raincoat, entered the yard, standing outside looking at Liu Long who was still lying on the purse, his eyes hot.

Unfortunately, he did not dare to grab it.

Can't beat Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long, and there is an old guy who is said to have practiced boy skills for decades.

"What time is it? Nobody else goes to work." Liu Chunlai didn't have a watch on his wrist, which was inconvenient at all.

It does not prevent him from estimating time.

The sky was still dripping with light rain, terribly gloomy, and it was not long after it was lighted, it is estimated that it was just after six o'clock.

"Don't you have to have breakfast. Let's go, I know that the small noodles of the family are very good..." Zhang Jianmin wanted to get Liu Chunlai out. If he can't get the contracting work today, he has to find a way to get the Changfeng hemp spinning workshop Borrow money from Liu Chunlai.

Thinking of the sanitary conditions of the place where the goods brought him to eat, Liu Chunlai shook his head, "Forget it, I'll eat at home."

"..." Zhang Jianmin really couldn't help it.

Liu Chunlai was unwilling to go out, and he was not dragging it hard.

I took the initiative to ride the bike and didn't know where I went and bought a big bag of buns.

"Meat stuffed, it's fragrant!" When she came back, Liu Jiuwa had already cooked a big pot of noodles.

In Shancheng, I didn't do much for a day, but life was much better than that of Liu Jiapo.

Of course, everyone else only had noodles, only Liu Chunlai’s bowl, Liu Jiuwa gave him two kangs and buried them in the bowl, and no one said anything.

"Don't eat it. The bread inside is collar meat!" Liu Chunlai shook his head.

Don't eat it no matter how fragrant it is.

The feeling of diarrhea after eating hot pot the night before yesterday is still clear, and even the chrysanthemum still feels hot.

In case of bad stomach eating again...

Liu Long was also welcome, holding a bun with a big fist and biting off half of it.

"You are not afraid to pull in your pants anymore." Liu Chunlai looked at him with a look of evil interest.

Liu Long was stunned, looking at the half-bitten bun, and then at Liu Chunlai, still reluctant to let it go.

Steamed stuffed buns were eaten in the army.

"Liu Chunlai, you don't hate it. For this early morning meal, you have to talk about Liu Long pulling his pants..." Sun Xiaoyu cursed Liu Chunlai, who was not something.

Last night, she and Zhou Rong said something to each other, and their voices were not small. They scolded Liu Chun until they fell asleep...

Liu Chunlai ignored the two, he had adapted to this era.

I didn't look, when his big yellow dog snatched an egg from his chopsticks, was my old lady preparing to snatch the egg back from the big yellow dog?

"Let's pull it, let's talk about it after eating... I just said not to eat hot pot, and I didn't say not to eat steamed buns. Besides, the collar meat is also meat." Liu Long looked indifferent and continued to destroy the steamed buns.

The others didn't say anything, they just chuckled noodles.

"Are you so early?" As soon as Miao Shilin entered the office building, he saw Liu Chunlai and Zhang Jianmin waiting at the top of the stairs, "Go, go to my office."

"I had a meeting with the leaders of the bureau last night to discuss, and everyone agreed to your plan in principle. However, there is no fixed number for the contracting fee. How much do you think is appropriate for each year?"

Miao Shilin said as he walked.

"Director Miao is indeed a good leader in the new era, and he does things so fast!" Zhang Jianmin happily slapped him.

Unfortunately, no response was received.

This doesn't affect Zhang Jianmin's excitement, he can get his 100,000 yuan back.

Liu Chunlai couldn't help being surprised. How efficient can the Light Industry Bureau be so high this year?

As if seeing his doubts, "Don’t you know that when we were engaged in the third line, we established a lot of units here because we had a good foundation and a good foundation, and many units have expanded in scale. If we want to arrange employment for family members, there will be More tertiary production units..."

Miao Shilin's explanation is reasonable.

The whole country is engaged in reform and opening up and economic development.

The provinces and cities on the east coast have been surging economically over the past few years. As the largest city in the southwest, both economic and industrial strength are not bad, but there is not much economic improvement.

The leaders are also under pressure.

Especially for the Light Industry Bureau, many of its subordinate units are tertiary production units that cannot operate.

"If you have to contract other factories, you can do it in the same way." Miao Shilin wished Liu Chunlai would contract all the factories with poor efficiency in the Light Industry Bureau.

At that time, they can ignore the fact that the factory cannot afford to pay.

"Leader, I don't have that strong ability. There are only 170 sewing machines at the Sequoia Garment Factory. If it is based on the market price, this is only a cost of tens of thousands of dollars... The only high-quality asset is more than two hundred. Skilled workers...If the contract fee is too high..." Liu Chunlai brought the topic back directly.

"This is indeed the problem. I specifically talked to Director Fang about this matter last night. The wages of retired cadres and workers cannot be used as the contracting fee. At present, we are considering this way. We will expand the scale of the factory to 300 sewing machines. The size of the sewing machine, led by the Bureau of Light Industry, will help you advance the funds. These equipment belong to you, and the skilled workers and masters in the factory will help train your newly recruited workers..."

Liu Chunlai looked at the deputy director and almost scolded him.

"Leader, the sewing machine, the brand designated by the Light Industry Bureau?" Liu Chunlai directly asked the core.

"No, it's up to you to choose. The Light Industry Bureau will help you. Of course, the best sewing machine brand in Shancheng. We value the jobs created by those 170 sewing machines." Miao Shilin did not hide it.

This is the condition of the Light Industry Bureau.

"What about the contract price?" Liu Chunlai asked.

"Fifty thousand a year, a ten-year contract can be paid once a year. In the future, the light industry bureau will also help organize unified arrangements for the employment needs of your factory. Raw materials and transportation capacity are needed, and they will also help with scheduling."

Miao Shilin's conditions can be said to be very good.

If you change to someone else, it is estimated that you will immediately agree.

Unfortunately, Liu Chunlai is in front of him.

"Is there no tax concession? The equipment we purchased in the factory belong to the newly recruited workers?"

If you don't figure out these issues, you will be troubled by the subsequent wrangling.

Liu Chunlai didn't want the Light Industry Bureau to stab himself at the most critical time.

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