The strongest village official starts with a debt of 500 million

Chapter 37 The Head of the Construction Team

After leaving the farm, Chen Yu called Hei Laosan.

"Third...why is this name so awkward? What's your last name?"

Hei Lao San smiled wryly on the phone: "Brother Yu, my surname is Zhang."

"Zhang San? It's a pity that your name is not an outlaw fanatic."

"..."

"Have you thought it through?"

"Brother Yu, I've already asked those few people of mine, and several of them were hesitant, so I didn't ask any more. Only one little brother is willing to come with me."

Chen Yu couldn't help laughing: "I didn't think how many of you would be willing to do this job, and Sun Dahu probably dragged the rest of you back, right?"

"This one……"

"That's it, we all know it in our hearts. It doesn't matter, everyone has his own ambitions."

"Brother Yu, I plan to go to your place within two days."

"Now that you've made up your mind, let's come."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yu found Siming's house.

"Brother Siming, how is the organization of the construction team going?"

Siming said lightly, "I don't know."

Chen Yu frowned: "I don't know?"

"My house is still collapsed, and my old uncle is still lying in the hospital. How can I have time to think about the construction team?"

Chen Yu let out a long breath.

Siming's original name is Zhao Siming, Zhao Zhenhua's nephew, and one of Chen Yu's sufferers...

"Brother Siming, I have a little work to do, and the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields. I hope that the people in our village can make more money by themselves."

Siming's face moved slightly, and then he straightened his face again: "That can't be helped, I don't know about the construction team."

Chen Yu was lost.

He can fight against the third black boy, he can say that against Zhao Zhenhua, and he can't scold him if he doesn't get into it...

He turned away.

Without Zhang Butcher, do you still have to eat hairy pigs?
Ten minutes later, Chen Yu was standing in the middle of the village with a tweeter.

After the village headquarters collapsed, this was the only propaganda tool in the village...

"Hey, hello, I'm Chen Yu, the acting village head. The village department has informed that all those who are capable of construction work will come to Liu Cheng's farm at [-] am the day after tomorrow, and come to Liu Cheng's farm at [-] am the day after tomorrow!"

When Chen Yu shouted heart-piercingly, Siming rushed out with a bad expression.

"Chen Yu! You are an ass village chief!"

Chen Yu took a breath and looked at him sideways: "Your uncle accepted his fate, do you have an opinion?"

Siming choked on his chest, and said for a while, "Even if it is, you can use the name of the village department to benefit yourself?"

"What am I gaining?"

Seeing that there was a dispute, the surrounding crowd gathered in twos and threes.

Seeing this, Siming said loudly, "You sent people to the farm, so why don't you work for yourself?"

Someone in the crowd whispered: "Yes, Chen Yu and Liu Cheng are working together."

"I heard that the farm is very hot, but I don't see you paying back the money."

Chen Yu glanced around, saw that no one was talking, and said lightly: "Zhao Siming, you have to give evidence when you speak. Should I not pay wages, or not arrange meals?"

Siming sneered and said, "If I hadn't spoken out, who knows how far you can go?"

Chen Yu smiled: "Ah, so I just invited you to host this matter, just talk to me, why didn't you come?"

Siming was at a loss for words for a while, and said forcefully: "I'm going, are you going to pin these things on me? You have a good idea!"

Chen Yu nodded: "Your concerns are not unreasonable, so how about it, when you, Zhao Siming, come to my supervisor, the wages will not go through you, you can supervise, I will find someone to cook, you can try it, how about it?" ?”

Siming hesitated for a moment, then said again: "Then I will stop doing my own work and watch you every day?"

Chen Yu smiled: "You can find a few people to supervise together. I think there are still several old people who are highly respected in Murakami. They come in rotation."

"Then how do I..."

"Zhao Siming!" Chen Yu's tone suddenly became harsh: "You don't want to make money, don't block others from making money!"

"If you say that, it's okay."

"Yeah, never mind what's going on, it's better to earn money than to stay at home..."

Hearing the crowd's discussion turned towards Chen Yu, Siming couldn't bear it any longer: "Okay, Chen Yu, I'll see what tricks you want to play."

Chen Yu laughed: "Siming, if you don't come the day after tomorrow, I will look down on you."

Siming didn't answer, and turned to go home.

Someone asked: "Chen Yu, how much can you pay?"

Chen Yu thought about it for a while: "It must be more than you do outside, but I don't raise lazy people here, the more I do, the more I have unique skills, the more I earn."

"Is this a big job? If it's just a few days, I can go out to work. The contractor in the county is recruiting people!"

Chen Yu secretly gave this person a thumbs up.

This is trustworthy, professional!
"Now this job is generally big, not too big, but this is not the only job for me! I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it, and you won't be able to do it well!"

"Where did you get the job?"

Chen Yu grinned: "The job from the county is done in our village, so I asked you if there is any better job than this?"

The crowd's reaction was not as good as Chen Yu expected, and the atmosphere that had gradually become lively suddenly became deserted.

It was the same young man with disappointment in his tone: "A job in the county? Then when can I pay the bill?"

Chen Yu suddenly woke up.

Now that the grassroots are struggling financially, the project payments often take several years, or even several years, to be settled. The project funds have not been settled, and of course the workers' wages have to wait. These people have lingering fears.

Chen Yu said decisively: "I don't care when the funds are allocated from above, I guarantee that your wages will be paid on time! If you don't believe me, as long as you don't mind the trouble, we can send it every day!"

The young man looked at Chen Yu: "I'll call you Brother Sheng Yu too, Brother Yu, you still owe a lot of debt, how can you guarantee it?"

Chen Yu was embarrassed, forgetting that the whole village was his creditor.

"What's your name?"

Young people are not stage fright: "My name is Liu Wei, and Liu Cheng is my cousin."

Chen Yu nodded: "Liu Wei, if you have the heart, why don't you organize people to do it? You, Siming, and Uncle Zhou, your cousin, four people are staring at me, don't you feel relieved? I guarantee that the salary will be in place every day, and it depends on your personal choice whether to save it and pay it or pay it daily.”

Liu Wei stared into Chen Yu's eyes: "It's a deal?"

Chen Yu stretched out his fist and touched him: "It's meaningless to rely on lip service, let's see later."

Liu Wei rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Yu, if I can organize people, can you give me a commission?"

Chen Yu smiled: "You are so open and aboveboard, can you say this in public?"

"Then there's nothing wrong with it. I paid, so I shouldn't get some rewards? If you pull your crotch, I have to take the blame with you."

Chen Yu nodded and said: "Your words are reasonable. You can look at the people who arrange them. If the project is done safely this time, we will follow this standard for future projects."

Liu Wei is also a straightforward person, nodded, turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)