I'm really just the village head

"He wants a motorcycle?"

Looking at Zhang Jianmin with a gloomy expression, Feng Songtao asked uncertainly.

"This turtle son took advantage of the fire and robbed him. It's a big deal. Let's not get the goods." Scar stood up angrily. "There is still nearly 10,000 yuan worth of materials at the linen workshop!"

These materials were collected by Kang Quanlin and Liu Junhua.

In order to calm the anger of Zhang Jianmin and others, they "actively" gave this material to them.

Liu Chunlai was too much.

"How much is a motorcycle?" Feng Songtao glanced at Scar, then asked Zhang Jianmin who was out of breath.

"You bought it together, 1200 yuan." Zhang Jianmin looked at Feng Songtao with a little puzzled.

Feng Songtao asked him, "Do you think Liu Chunlai can't afford it?"

"Regardless of whether he can afford it or not, this is to blackmail us by the opportunity. What the dog said is not a good thing!" Scar's anger was even worse than Liu Junhua.

"you shut up!"

The two shouted at Scar in unison.

"You mean, Liu Chunlai has other purposes? But what is his purpose?" Zhang Jianmin also realized the problem.

Liu Chunlai had more than 300,000 yuan in his hands, so he put them in a sack and threw them in the house. Everyday people came and went without worrying about losing money.

Any stack is one thousand yuan.

It stands to reason that he is not short of money for this motorcycle.

"I don't know yet. Even if we don't give the motorcycle, I think he will give us 100,000 yuan in the afternoon. Since the contract has been settled..." Feng Songtao said, "Even if there is no chance for cooperation in the future, If you can be friends, if you find it hard to accept, send him my car!"

Feng Songtao really couldn't figure out Liu Chunlai's purpose.

With hundreds of thousands in hand, it is impossible to afford a motorcycle.

There is no need to blackmail them a motorcycle.

"Just give him my car!" Feng Songtao said, what else did Zhang Jianmin say?

"I will also give it to me. This thing is worthless. Why not use a few motorcycles for his friendship? Maybe we can find some suitable electronic products and cooperate with him..." Feng Songtao said .

He knew Liu Chunlai was testing.

But why temptation, he still doesn't know.

Under the management of Liu Jiuwa and Sun Xiaoyu, the lunch was not richer than before, but the taste was much better.

The eyes of Liu Chunlai and Liu Zhiqiang looked back and forth between Sun Xiaoyu and Liu Jiuwa from time to time.

Liu Jiuwa's old face was red, and she immersed herself in grilling rice without picking vegetables.

Sun Xiaoyu was calm, and sometimes served Liu Jiuwa with vegetables, "Brother Nine, you have a hard time cooking, don't make it cheaper. These few turtle sons who are too lazy to get in the eyes of the snake all day and don't know what to say..."

Liu Long and Liu Zhiqiang look at me and I look at you. I don't know where they offended this woman.

Zhou Rong looked at Liu Chunlai with bitter eyes.

Liu Chunlai just curled his lips and ate his own meal without answering.

Sun Xiaoyu, this woman, obviously has grievances about her contracting factory regardless of the retired cadres and workers.

Li Hongbing is even more focused on picking up rice. Once he takes the conversation, he will become the target of everyone's attack. This is already a bloody lesson he has learned from his painful experience.

"Boom~"

Before I finished eating, there was a roar of motorcycles outside.

"MMP, what you said, a two-stroke motorcycle, you have to play a heavy motorcycle to show that you have money?" Liu Chunlai was speechless.

Put down the tableware and cursed at the few people who came in in the rain from outside.

"Brother Chunlai, let's bring this car to you. You want one, I think, one is not enough, three cars are for you!" Zhang Jianmin smiled and patted three red Jialing CJ70s to Liu Spring said.

Three?

Liu Chunlai had some doubts.

I just want to get my father one, and let him, the captain, make a mess.

"Is this motorcycle for Uncle Chunlai?" Liu Long didn't care if he wasn't full, put down his job, and rushed outside without even taking the raincoat.

Li Hongbing also came out with bright eyes.

Follow Liu Chun, he hasn't received his salary yet.

If he put one here, he would have a chance to ride it.

"Yeah. This way, you are in the mountain city, it is convenient and time-saving." Zhang Jianmin smiled and nodded.

Liu Chunlai sighed, these guys absolutely misunderstood.

However, one hundred thousand yuan must be given.

"I will go with Scar in the afternoon, and Song Tao will accompany you to handle the handover." Zhang Jianmin reminded Liu Chunlai that the motorcycle was delivered and it was time to pay.

"Okay, Zhiqiang, don't eat first, you and Liu Long will come out with hundreds of thousands of dollars." Even if there is no handover, Liu Chunlai does not mind.

"This car is one hundred thousand?" Liu Long immediately took away his hand touching the seat cushion of the motorcycle. "None of the four wheels is so expensive!"

"One hundred thousand is the contract fee for the Changfeng Hemp Mill. For this car, they watched us measure the mountain city with our feet every day. They couldn't see it and gave it to us for nothing." Liu Chunlai looked calm and looked at Zhang Jianmin.

Zhang Jianmin's mouth twitched, and the painful expression flashed from his face.

Then he smiled and said, "Yes, that's it!"

Hulu Village.

The brigade will meet the team headquarters.

The pleats on Liu Fuwang's face were completely screwed together.

In the pipe smoke pole in his hand, Ye Ziyan had long been extinguished.

"Captain, I have to think of a way. The rain has fallen for three days. Although the materials have been pulled back, there is no place to put the finished furniture." Zhang Changgui looked worried.

There are many houses in the brigade.

But woodworking cannot be done outside.

When the weather is fine, the sun is poisonous and the temperature is high. Although the wood is completely dry, it cannot be exposed to the sun.After applying clear paint, it can only be dried in the shade.

It's raining now, and it's even harder outside.

Several sets of furniture have been built using Liu Chunlai's assembly line production methods these days.

These pieces of furniture have been cleaned and cannot be stacked together. They take up too much space.

Originally, as long as the paint dries, it will be shipped to the mountain city gradually.

"The river is full of water, and it’s impossible to sail for at least half a month. Production can’t stop! In this way, I’ll go to the commune and discuss it with Secretary Yan. If it’s done, let’s take it to the commune’s auditorium. Lacquer, dry in the shade, and does not occupy space. When spring comes back, discuss with him and find a way to repair the factory..."

Liu Fuwang scratched his head with a cigarette pot and said.

"We still have to build the road first..." Zhang Changgui reminded Liu Fuwang.

Captain Liu gave an awkward smile, "This has to wait until the sweet potato buns are received. Now there is no problem, our team, there is more strength!"

Zhang Changgui had never thought of moving factories to places with inconvenient transportation.

After spending a long time in the village, he found too many problems.

There is no road, and everything is transported out, and people have to carry them shoulder to shoulder.

It was still raining outside, and Captain Liu, wearing a straw hat and clothes, headed for the commune.