I'm really just the village head

"It has something to do with the four teams? What did they do? Is it because of road construction and land occupation?"

Yan Jinsong was puzzled.

He wondered why the county informed him to come over before 8:30 this morning.

He didn't come here specifically to sue Captain Liu's black form.

"Aren't the four teams planning to contract a garment factory?" Lu Hongtao rubbed his head and looked at Yan Jinsong.

Obviously, Yan Jinsong didn't know this.

At first, Liu Fuwang mentioned it to him. He thought Liu Fuwang was joking.

"They really want to contract?"

"Not only to contract, but also to disregard retired cadres and employees, but also to contract a garment factory larger than the Jiangnan garment factory in Shancheng, as well as a hemp spinning factory..."

Lu Hongtao obviously knew that Liu Fuwang would not disclose this to Yan Jinsong.

Yan Jinsong will urge them to pay the bill.

Sure enough, Yan Jinsong's eyes widened, "Aren't they engaged in a furniture factory?"

Lu Hongtao sighed.

"It's not a question of what factory they are engaged in. What the county is arguing about is whether it is appropriate to contract the garment factory to a production team. And they have also implemented a shareholding system that many units are afraid to engage in..."

"This dog, Liu Fuwang, has a son more tossing than him!" Secretary Yan burst into foul language in front of the county magistrate.

This kind of thing is no less serious than Liu Fuwang's repossession of the land he has contracted.

Why is Liu Liuchun's courage so fat?

Lu Hongtao did not explain. If there is no agreement at today's meeting, Liu Fuwang and the others will basically have no possibility of contracting a garment factory.

Moreover, it is estimated that these poorly profitable factories in the county will continue to be unable to pay wages.

So the two of them finished their breakfast and headed directly to the conference room.

Liu Chunlai, who caused all these things, had no idea that his hometown had become a mess.

He didn't know that the cheap old man took his chicken feathers as an arrow, and not only had already begun to take back the land that he had managed to produce to the household, he had also arranged another 44% of the shares for him.

I don't even know that because of his work in Shancheng, Sun Xiaoyu sent a telegram back to the Jiangnan Garment Factory, making many county leaders unable to sleep at night.

In the past two days, he has slept well.

The rain has stopped, and the turbid floods of the Jialing River are about to spread to Binjiang Road.

As soon as the sun is shining, the water on the ground evaporates directly, making the mountain city even more muggy.

Fortunately, it will be cooler sooner or later.

The sequelae of the previous drunkenness have disappeared.

"Sister Sun, our place is too small, there are so many people, and such a good opportunity in the morning, you don't even want to start..."

Liu Jiuwa and Sun Xiaoyu were busy in the stove, so Liu Chunlai, who woke up early, put on a small bench and sat at the door of the stove to watch the excitement.

The fact that the two of them didn't make any small actions made Liu Chunlai a little regretful.

Life requires gossip.

So, Liu Chun came to take Sun Xiaoyu to get a kick.

The thick-skinned Sun Xiaoyu blushed and gritted his teeth at Liu Chunlai, "You kid can't spit out ivory, do you want to have breakfast?"

It was nothing.

Let Liu Chunlai say this, it will become a melon field.

All day long yesterday, Liu Jiuwa was used by a few juniors to have fun, and there were people in the kitchen staring at them from time to time, unable to say a few words.

Liu Jiuwa looked at Liu Chunlai, her old face became darker.

Walking out, "Spring is here, it's still early, and it's chaos outside these years, you follow me to practice boxing. As the standard bearer of the Liu family, safety must be guaranteed and you can fight..."

"Brother Nine, I'm past my age..."

Liu Chunlai looked at Liu Jiuwa's gloomy expression and suddenly realized that it was not good.

Looks honest Liu Jiuwa, this is revenge!

Definitely revenge!

But he couldn't resist at all. Before he had time to slip off the bench, Liu Jiuwa's iron-like hands had grabbed his wrist.

"Brother Nine, lighten it, it hurts..."

Where does Liu Chun want to practice martial arts?

No matter how high martial arts is, he is afraid of choppers.

When you are old and learn Tai Chi, it is good to pretend to be forced.

Liu Jiuwa pulled Liu Chun into the yard that was not completely dry. Regardless of Liu Chunlai’s objection, she stretched out one leg and kicked left and right between Liu Chunlai’s two legs. Liu Chunlai involuntarily separated her legs, and then felt a wave of shoulders. Vigorously, he squatted down involuntarily.

"To practice, you must first practice stances. Whether it is hitting, kicking, or throwing, or being beaten or thrown, anti-beating or anti-falling, you must first pay attention. machine……"

Liu Jiuwa instantly became a martial arts master.

When Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long saw this situation, they drew back as soon as they stretched out their heads.

But Liu Jiuwa was also called over to accompany Liu Chun to zha the horse.

"Brother Nine, it's too unscientific to practice martial arts..."

Just as Liu Chunlai wanted to stand up, his legs were still closed. Liu Jiuwa's feet didn't know when they got between his legs again and kicked left and right. Liu Chunlai felt a tearing pain between his thighs.

The feeling of broken eggs!

Big beads of sweat popped up from his forehead instantly.

"It's okay, the ligaments are already rigid. Later, I will grab some medicines for you, take them internally and externally, and quickly pull the ligaments away..." Liu Jiuwa pressed Liu Chunlai's shoulders and prevented him from getting up.

"Brother Nine, I want to practice internal strength!"

Liu Jiuwa ignored him.

Instead, looking at Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long, seeing that their postures were relatively standard, they ignored them.

Within a minute, Liu Chunlai's legs began to sore and shivered.

No matter what he said, Liu Jiuwa stayed behind. As long as Liu Chunlai got up a little bit, she would slap a slap on his shoulder.

The legs were sore and the shaking became more and more severe. Liu Chunlai thought, and simply fell down. As a result, as soon as he fell backward, Liu Jiuwa's feet reached his back...

This Nima is not a human life.

Sun Xiaoyu saw Liu Chunlai suffering at the door of the stove with a smile on his face.

Too much relief!

Li Hongbing originally wanted to learn martial arts with Liu Jiuwa. When Liu Chunlai squatted with his legs half-squatted, his arms stretched out, his whole body was like a pendulum. He tried it and turned away.

Zhou Rong, who was still waiting for samples and wagon skins, sat on the threshold and took out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket. Seeing Liu Chunlai wanted to stand up, she reminded Liu Jiuwa: "Uncle Jiu, Liu Chunlai is up again!"

MMP!

Sure enough, only villains and women are difficult to raise.

Liu Chunlai had never thought that Liu Jiuwa looked honest and had such serious thoughts of revenge.

"Uncle Chunlai, stick to it, start suffering, just get used to it..."

"That is, if you don't practice, the Bazuzu will force you to practice when you go back. The Bazuzu explained it when we came before..."

"Then you don't tell me sooner!" Liu Chunlai scolded the two angrily.

If the two told him earlier, they would not bring Liu Jiuwa to death.

"Don't talk when you are struggling with your horse. Ning Xin calmly, hug Yuan Shouyi, and sink your dantian..."

"Brother Nine, you are retaliating against retaliation, and you have a complete set, as if you are really a martial arts master." Liu Chunlai was not happy.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jiuwa carried a bench to Liu Chunlai, holding the bench in one hand.

Liu Chunlai's eyes widened, what is he going to do?