I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

Comrade reporters were arranged to live in the back room, while Chen Mu moved to the living room to be the minister.

There are only three rooms in the living area. One belongs to his former parents. Chen Mu didn’t want to use it. The other was given to Chen Xiwen early. Chen Mu lived in the one of his own. Now that the reporter is here, he can only let him Give it to him.

Fortunately, the other party only stayed for a few days, and Chen Mu, a young man, would sleep on the sofa in the living room for a while.

"Should a house be built specifically to entertain tourists?"

Chen Mu thought as he moved his bedding and pillows to the sofa.

With more and more passengers coming to the gas station, this is indeed something he needs to consider.

Chen Mu's current itinerary is mainly for the tourists to arrive at the gas station in the afternoon, and then immediately set off for the Yakash village to try to let them stay overnight. This is the most ideal state.

However, sometimes things like flight delays and road accidents are completely uncontrollable. If tourists arrive late, the entire trip must be delayed. There is no way to set off immediately. They can only travel until the next day.

At this time, tourists need to settle down at the gas station.

The situation at the gas station is that there are not enough rooms, so Chen Mu can only let the tourists lay on the floor in the business room, or sleep in the living room, anyway, just make do.

When there are few tourists, it is good to say that as more and more tourists come here, Chen Mu can feel the pressure from this matter more and more, so he must solve it as soon as possible.

Of course, it’s not difficult to build a house. He has already asked the elderly Uighurs. Anyway, there is no money to build the house. As long as there is two or three hundred thousand yuan, the house can be built. If you can hit the foundations next to it first, it will be very easy to expand at that time.

In the end, money can solve the problem.

But Chen Mu didn't have the money on hand now, and there was nothing to do.

"Come slowly. You have to eat one bite at a time. Don't be anxious."

After Chen Mu arranged arrangements for comrade reporters, he drove the small golden cup to go to Alimu Mullah.

But not long after the car had just left the gas station, he suddenly changed his mind. He felt that instead of looking for help as soon as he came, he might as well go to the town to find out about the situation. Maybe things were easier to solve than he thought.

Therefore, he drove the car all the way to Bahe Town.

Three hours later, Chen Mu finally came to Bahe Town. He stopped the car to the town government and walked in alone.

As before, the town government's compound was deserted and there were not many people.

Chen Mu asked the guard and asked about the location of the Office of Land and Resources, and touched it on his own.

In the office, he was received by a fat aunt, very similar to the one from the afforestation office last time.

The fat aunt looks like a Xia, but she wears a Uyghur headscarf on her head. Looking at the whole dressing style, she has the customs and habits of Uyghur women.

"Where do you want to contract? How much do you want to contract? Is it an individual contract or a company contract?"

The fat aunt is a bit lazy, but three consecutive questions are very accurate.

Chen Mu hurriedly reported the location of his gas station, and then said: "I'm a company contractor, I want to contract 100..."

When the words were over, Chen Mu felt that the number reported was a bit too small, and quickly changed his words: "Well, I want to contract two hundred mu."

The fat aunt asked Chen Mu's company name and name, and learned a lot about it.

Chen Mu answers every question, just like an elementary school monk who answers the teacher's questions in class.

The question session is over, it is already more than ten minutes later.

The fat aunt put on presbyopic glasses, clicked on the work software in the computer, and checked the information about the land that Chen Mu wanted to contract.

Chen Mu waited quietly, thinking that in fact, his own "two hundred acres" would be less. With his current tree planting speed, the two hundred acres of land would not last long.

But he didn't dare to ask for more. After all, he hadn't figured out how much the contracting fee would cost. If someone reported a sky-high price, wouldn't he be killed on the spot?

After waiting for a while, the fat aunt finally found out the result. She looked at Chen Mu very seriously and said, "The plot of land you want is not ours."

"what?"

Chen Mu was taken aback.

The fat aunt said again: "The land parcels on the Jijiang Highway are all under the management of the X City Land and Resources Bureau. If you want land, you have to ask them."

Fog grass...

After so long, did you give me such an answer?

Chen Mu was speechless.

I have asked so many questions before, and I have been asking for nothing.

Quite helplessly, he left the National Land and Resources Institute. He checked the time. At this time, it was unrealistic to rush to City X. Even if he went to someone's house, he would be closed for get off work, so he could only drive his own little golden cup to the gas station.

"Go back tomorrow!"

Back at the gas station, Chen Mu stopped Xiaojinbei and said to himself.

Entering the door, Chen Muzheng wanted to hand over with Alekun and let the child go home. He didn't expect to see Chen Xiwen in the business room as soon as he arrived, seeming to be eating instant noodles.

Chen Mu was taken aback, and asked, "Why are you back so soon?"

I originally thought that the female doctor would have to go for at least three or five days, but I didn't expect to return after only one night.

Chen Xiwen took the aspect to the table and ate at the same time, "I just went to a village, and found that two of the elderly people were in very serious condition. Depending on the situation, I don’t think it can be delayed. They must get their blood test results as soon as possible, so I came back first."

"Oh!"

Chen Mu thought for a while. In the past, the female doctor walked down and said in a low voice: "A reporter from the City Evening News came to see you, do you know?"

"I saw it just now."

The female doctor nodded disapprovingly: "Just talked for a while, um, I'm all about the two old people now, I'm really not in the mood to talk to him more, so I dealt with it a few words, and it was over."

"what?"

Chen Mu blinked his eyes and tentatively persuaded: "If someone reporter comes to interview you, can you make you famous? Wouldn't you waste this opportunity in vain?

"I really didn't want to put it on this."

The female doctor didn’t lift her head, and said, “You don’t know. Although I only went to one village this time, I found that the situation here is really serious. Many people in the village seem to have no problem, but their health In fact, there are more or less problems, especially those elderly people... Well, it is really dangerous, so I have to deal with this matter first."

After a slight meal, the female doctor filled herself with saliva and said: "Tomorrow, I will go to X City for a hearing and send the old man's blood sample to the hospital's laboratory. Well, let me use your car."

After thinking for a while, Chen Mu said, "Tomorrow, I will accompany you. Anyway, I have something to go to City X."

"Thank you, Chen Mu."

The female doctor continued to finish eating the noodles, and then dragged her tired body back to the room to sleep.

...

The female doctor’s next room.

The comrade reporter was facing the laptop, crackling crazy writing.

Although Dr. Chen was indifferent to him just now, he had already obtained the information he wanted, which gave him a thorough understanding of his in-depth report this time.

Moreover, the fatigue on Dr. Chen's body is visible to him, making him more and more respectful of this "most beautiful doctor for poverty alleviation". It is this kind of person who can do such touching things.

How can those people who are keen on fame and fortune stay in this desert and toil for ordinary and ordinary people?

Yes, this sentence should be used.

Crackling...