I'm really just the village head

Liu Fuwang's reason is very good.

It was so full that Lu Hongtao couldn't refute it.

They didn't take back the land that was contracted to each household. The right to use the land of each household is still in their hands, but the brigade has unified scheduling and planning.

What can he say?

No policy violation at all.

Although it shows that this kind of thing is wrong and it is contrary to the policy of household guarantee, there is no reason to refute it.

Prevent Liu Fuwang from contracting textile factories and machinery factories?

The production capacity of the hemp spinning factory that Liu Chunlai contracted in Shancheng is simply not that a garment factory can digest. If Liu Chunlai really puts all his focus on Shancheng, their county will completely lose such an opportunity.

Xu Zhiqiang has already prepared to report this matter to the city, or even to the province, as a pilot for reform and opening up.

His wife simply ignored him, and no one communicated with him.

"It seems that I have to talk to Secretary Xu tomorrow." Lu Hongtao made a decision.

Early the next morning.

Liu Chunlai was still called by Liu Jiuwa.

The old rules are still the same, and the lard steamed egg mixed with dry rice in the morning.

In the morning, Liu Chun came to the Sequoia Garment Factory to take a look. Because they are all dance lovers, some Western movies have spread in the past two years, and some songs have become popular. People who dance ballroom Quite a lot, but for conservative young people, the kind of hugging between men and women is offensive.

For this reason, the dance halls organized by many people were reported by the aunts of the neighborhood committee during the crackdown. Many people were even sentenced for this.

Therefore, they prefer mechanical dances and the like.

Not only is it good-looking, it can attract people's attention, but it can't be accused of being offensive.

Therefore, in the morning, the movements of more than a dozen people began to become more neat.

The Sequoia Garment Factory has become accustomed to Liu Chunlai’s style of not asking about the process as long as the result is finished. After the proofing is completed, it is directly manufactured according to the batch, perfected the process, and handed over to the factory for production. All the styles in the morning are produced. Twenty sets.

Naturally, Liu Chunlai will not give all of these clothes to the dancing models. The staff of Wu Erwa and other sales companies are still waiting for samples to explore the country.

"Everyone should prepare carefully. At six o'clock, gather at Jiefangbei on time. Please have hot pot in the evening!"

It is Liu Chunlai who hates hot pot, but after consulting everyone, everyone's opinion is to eat hot pot. Liu Chunlai can only hold back the chrysanthemum and agree.

"Yeah~"

The girls cheered.

Liu Chunlai asked Liu Zhiqiang to find Old Man Meng to fix the position, and the time was set to eight o'clock in the evening.

In an era without nightlife, eight o'clock is already very late.

"Let's rehearse and rehearse again, don't go wrong. Bring all the clothes, and then change them at nearby people's houses!" Bai Ziyan suggested to everyone.

No one opposed it.

Liu Chunlai wanted to communicate with Zhou Jianwei, a reporter from the Shancheng Evening News, who Wu Erwa was talking about, but he didn't have time and didn't want to see Liu Chunlai.

Said that he would go to Jiefangbei.

If it does meet the requirements, the manuscript will be written.

Liu Chunlai just curled his lips, the dog said that he was pretending to be noble.

Jiefangbei, as the most prosperous commercial street in the mountain city and even the entire southwestern region, this prosperity has lasted for many years.

Sunday is the time when most units are closed.

On this day, there are naturally many people at Jiefangbei.

The summer sun is very poisonous. Although Jiefangbei is also visited by people during the day, after six o'clock, although the sun has not set, the temperature has dropped a lot.

There will be more people here.

As for dinner?

Is it important to have a late meal?

The people around even had dinner and wandered around the Jiefangbei for digestion.

"Yang Yi, you girl, why are you dragging us here? The electric fan at home is uncomfortable?" Yang Yi's mother Miao Xiaofang wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at her girl with dissatisfaction.

This is a hot day, and you don’t buy anything or visit Jiefangbei!

"Mom, my uncle and aunt will come here too soon." Yang Yi turned to look at his father Yang Wenbo.

"I'm going back first." Sure enough, when he heard that his uncle and aunt were coming over, his father Yang Wenbo showed dissatisfaction on his face and turned around and was about to leave.

Miao Xiaofang looked at him, "Civil Bo, work matters that make trouble at home? Besides, you are not willing to assign Yang Yi to the Textile Bureau because of principle, but he was assigned to the Light Industry Bureau! Otherwise, she would follow him. The educated youth who returned to the city should be blind streamers and second-class traffickers..."

"What's wrong with Erdao dealers? Don't steal or rob!" Yang Yi suddenly became unhappy.

Especially Liu Chunlai is a business man...

She didn't even realize that she was thinking of Liu Chunlai's identity at this moment.

"Xiaofang, Wenbo, are you here too?" At this moment, Miao Shilin came over from one side.

Although his brother-in-law was dissatisfied with him, he didn't care, took a cigarette, and passed it over.

Although Yang Wenbo was reluctant, his elder brother couldn't help but pick up the cigarette.

"Aunt did not come?"

"What's wrong with your aunt. You have to call me to come to Jiefangbei at this time. Isn't it just for me to set up a farm with you?" Miao Shilin also ignored Yang Wenbo.

"Liu Chunlai and they are going to show here, saying that they are going to sell their new clothing abroad to earn foreign exchange for the country's export!" Yang Yi hurriedly reported, "Did you not let me stare at him?"

"Catwalk?"

"Export to earn foreign exchange?"

Especially for foreign exchange earning through export, this shocked Miao Shilin.

"What do you export for foreign exchange?" Even Yang Wenbo was excited.

"Don't you know? He also contracted the textile workshop of the Changfeng Hemp Mill, a subsidiary of your Textile Bureau." Miao Shilin's expression was a little weird.

The leaders of the Textile Bureau did not know that their subordinate industries were contracted?

Yang Wenbo coldly snorted, "Why don't we know? The contract fee of 600,000 yuan a year! Don't worry, your equipment will be paid back soon. In addition, if your Light Industry Bureau wants to get free from our Textile Bureau Materials, don't even think about it!"

Seeing that they were about to quarrel again.

"Boom boom boom~"

In the distance, the sound of a motorcycle engine came.

Suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Seven or eight CJ70s produced by the Jialing Factory, which most people in Shancheng are familiar with, slowly rode over here from a distance.

On the back seat of each car, two young men in weird costumes, with toad mirrors still attached to them, came towards the Jiefangbei.

Pedestrians who were originally on the street, attracted by this weird motorcycle team, came here one after another.

"Jialing Factory is doing this trick again? Isn't their products selling very hot?" Miao Shilin was a little confused.

"These young people don't do their jobs all day, and they wear fancy clothes to attract people! Sooner or later they will be sent to the labor camp!" Yang Wenbo took another view.

Look at the young people standing behind the motorcycle. Their sleeves are so big that their trouser legs can be used as brooms!