Era: I was a farmer at the foot of Yaoling Mountain

Fang Wei has finally witnessed his nephew's temper firsthand, and also seen Feng Xiaojiang's temper.

However, both of them are very well-suited for scientific research, are intolerant of injustices, and dare to stick to their own ideas.

He made up his mind that from now on, he would never go over to watch, not even if he heard the two arguing or fighting.

night.

Tao Tao and Feng Xiaojiang sat together drinking. As the saying goes, no fight makes friends. After their argument, their relationship actually got closer.

As a result, the two became friends in private, but they often had technical disagreements, and arguing and banging on the table were commonplace.

Fortunately, they remembered Fang Wei's request: they always argued behind closed doors, not letting their employees watch the commotion.

Amidst the bickering, Fang Tao and Feng Xiaojiang found a solution to the problem of cultivating salt-tolerant wheat. Although it was just a suggestion, it was still a breakthrough.

Fang Wei couldn't help but smile when she found out; these two were really suited to doing research at the company.

That morning, he went to the research and development center to discuss the technical issues of salt-tolerant wheat with Tao Tao and Feng Xiaojiang.

"Your approach is sound. The key is to balance cold resistance and salt tolerance. Don't try to achieve everything at once; set your goals lower."

Wheat has a long history of cultivation in Northwest China. Current winter wheat varieties perform well in terms of cold resistance, so when cultivating new varieties, the focus is on salt and alkali tolerance.

The difficulties encountered before were certainly not so simple, but now there has been a breakthrough, and Fang Wei must emphasize this point.

"Understood, we will continue our research."

Research on winter wheat continues to advance, and research on winter rapeseed is progressing well; overall, the situation is even better than Fang Wei had anticipated.

He discovered that his nephew had a high level of technical skill in breeding, a solid theoretical foundation, and often had imaginative ideas; he was truly a rare technical talent.

Feng Xiaojiang's skill level is also quite good; the two can be described as evenly matched.

Fortunately, Feng Xiaojiang's management skills are also quite good, otherwise he would have had to find someone else to be the director of the R&D center.

As the weather gets colder, the first snow will arrive soon.

"Lotus, there's not much going on at the company. How about we go back to our hometown for a while?"

The company was on track, and there wasn't much to do in the winter, so Fang Wei decided to go back to the village to rest.

This does fit the characteristics of migratory birds; spending the winter in the south is definitely better than staying in the icy and snowy northwest.

"Sure, I'd like to visit Binbin and Xiaojie's families. How about we go back to the village for a while and then head to Guangdong? What do you think?"

There was nothing wrong with playing with lotus flowers, so the two decided to set off three days later.

the next day.

Fang Wei went to the company to give instructions to Yang Feng and the others, and Ye Chen would stay behind to continue his training.

At this stage, he hasn't reached the point where he can't live without an assistant, so he doesn't let Ye Chen follow him.

When the day came, Fang Wei and Pan Lianhua flew to Shenzhen.

The older sister didn't want to travel back and forth; she planned to stay in Xiachu County for a while longer and return to the village before the Lunar New Year.

Fang Tao also stayed at the company. He is continuing his research on salt-tolerant winter wheat, and he has made good progress recently. He hopes to make a breakthrough in the next challenge in one go.

Fang Wei and Pan Lianhua stayed in Shenzhen and Guangzhou for half a month each before returning to their village.

When they were in Guangzhou, Cai Tong and others made a special trip to his home to visit him and listen to his opinions on the strategic planning of Yaoling Group.

Regardless, Fang Wei is still the chairman of Yaoling Cooperative, and Yaoling Cooperative is the company's largest shareholder, so some important issues still need to be discussed with him in advance.

However, Fang Wei didn't say much, sticking to the facts and not interfering in the group company's operations.

It was only when he returned to the village that things calmed down. Taking advantage of the good weather, he took Pan Lianhua for a walk in the mountains.

"Third Brother, the wild camellia oleifera forest is much larger than before!"

The two first went to look around the wild forest, where the camellia trees covering the mountains and plains were particularly eye-catching.

Fang Wei's previous tree species replacement plan has been completed, and the entire wild forest appears vibrant and has expanded in size.

Once Pan Lianhua was in the mountains and forests, she became more talkative and seemed quite excited.

"Yes, do you remember back then? When we first met, the environment in the mountains wasn't as good as it is now, and the resources were incomparable."

Fang Wei nodded, and couldn't help but recall the events of that year.

After so many years of development, the vegetation in the mountains has become very lush, and various precious trees can be seen everywhere.

"How could I not remember? You were secretly planting sweet potatoes in the valley back then."

Pan Lianhua smiled sweetly, then pulled her to the Valley of Immortals.

The road to the mountains is a great thing. It makes it much easier for the two of them to travel around in the mountains, and they can go wherever they want with just a step on the gas.

The company did not take back the company car assigned to Fang Wei, after all, he was still the honorary chairman for life of Yaoling Group. When he was not in the south, the company was responsible for the maintenance of the vehicle.

Whether the vehicle is parked at the community center or in Guangzhou or Shenzhen, it's the same. Afterwards, the two went hiking in Shenxiangu Mountain and had lunch at Sanqing Temple at noon, chatting with Master Sun for a while.

"Third brother, don't leave tonight. Stay at the temple for the night and go back tomorrow."

Before they knew it, evening had arrived. Master Sun invited the two to stay the night, saying they could talk more about the Northwest after dinner.

Fang Wei nodded and said that he wouldn't do it today.

When he saw Master Sun again, he noticed that the man's energy and spirit were not what they used to be. He was getting old; each year brought a change, and he was aging rapidly.

After dinner, Fang Wei, Pan Lianhua, and the old Taoist priest chatted about many things related to Northwest China and the saline-alkali land.

The old Taoist listened attentively; it was clear he longed for the vast Western Regions.

But now he no longer has the will to travel long distances, and his body doesn't support him doing so, so he can only satisfy his curiosity by listening to other people's stories.

"Master, I'll come to pick you up during the New Year so the whole family can have a good get-together."

The group chatted until after nine o'clock, when Sun Daoren seemed a bit tired, so Fang Wei took the initiative to stop the conversation.

Afterwards, everyone went to rest, and the next morning, Mr. and Mrs. Fang drove away from Sanqing Temple.

After resting at home for a few days, Fang Wei and Pan Lianhua went to the Yao village.

Wang Sanqi, Wang Songlin, and the others were very happy, and in the evening they even arranged a banquet to welcome the chieftain's return.

That's right. Fang Wei is still the head of the village. Although he doesn't manage much, his prestige in the village is still unmatched.

The brothers and sisters all remember clearly that back then, it was this newly appointed chief who led the village step by step out of poverty, and everyone gradually began to live a prosperous life.

That night, Fang Wei drank too much.

Everyone took turns toasting him, and he had to drink the wine. In the end, he couldn't even count how many princes got drunk.

"Third brother, does your company need any more staff? Our eldest son just graduated this year with a degree in agriculture. If you're interested, let him work there for a few years to gain experience."

"Great! Anyone who wants to go can, but once they're there, they can't complain about the difficult conditions."

Fueled by alcohol, someone suggested that their family members go to the Northwest, and Fang Wei agreed to all of them.

The next morning, Pan Lianhua asked him, "Third Brother, you drank too much last night. Do you remember what you promised?"

Fang Wei couldn't help but roll her eyes, and then she laughed.

"I was a bit drunk yesterday, not intoxicated. How could I not remember what I said? Seriously, I'd love to have someone go to the Northwest if they wanted to; the company is short-staffed!"

This statement is entirely true; Juli Agriculture is developing so rapidly that they can't even keep up with recruitment.

The company's geographical location presents significant limitations, making it difficult to attract a large number of talents. Therefore, he sincerely welcomes all kinds of talents to join him.

"It's good that you weren't just talking nonsense, but you can't drink this much next time."

Pan Lianhua smiled and replied, then pulled the other person to the courtyard to practice health-preserving exercises.

After dinner, Fang Wei went to the study and made phone calls to Ye Chen, Yang Feng, Wang Muqi, and others, and then went to the office for a walk.

Upon learning that the chairman had arrived, several board members went to his office and sat down to chat over tea. Fang Ping was among them; there was rarely anything new happening in the organization, so it was a rare treat.

As everyone was chatting enthusiastically, Lu Zhiwen suddenly walked into the room.

"Secretary, please go ahead and do what you need to do. We'll talk later."

After saying goodbye to Lu Zhiwen, everyone got up and left.

The other party clearly wanted to see Secretary Fang, and they were perceptive enough to avoid being disliked.

"Mr. Lu, what brings you to the office? Please have a seat."

Fang Wei stood up with a smile and sat down on the sofa with the other person, pouring them a cup of tea.

“I just came from Xiangshan. Party Secretary, Fan Zhipeng has been arrested. Well, that’s not quite accurate. Actually, that guy squandered all his money abroad and had nowhere else to turn but himself in.”

Lu Zhiwen's expression was complicated. After all these years, that bastard has finally been brought to justice.

But the thought that the other party had become penniless made him furious.

Fan Zhipeng absconded with the money back then, and has been living freely for so many years. How could he not be angry?
"This guy's really at his wit's end; he'll face the full force of the law. By the way, is there anything else you've come here for?"

Fang Wei nodded, not surprised by Fan Zhipeng's capture.

It's not easy to make a living abroad. It's normal to lose the money you take with you. Otherwise, why would so many criminals choose to turn themselves in and come back? Because they've already been taken advantage of.

Fan Zhipeng's crime does not warrant the death penalty. Returning to prison offers him a chance of survival, while remaining abroad penniless means certain death.

However, Lu Zhiwen probably wouldn't make this special trip just for this matter.

"Yes, I have other things I'd like to discuss with the Party Secretary. The company held a meeting earlier to discuss development over the next few years, and General Manager Hu's intention was to vigorously develop the real estate business."

Lu Zhiwen's answer surprised Fang Wei, who remained silent for a long time. (End of Chapter)