I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 207 Boss Song also came to congratulate him; Fang Guisheng has quite a lot of influence.

The lively scene at the entrance of the nursery quickly attracted the attention of nearby villagers and passersby.

"What's going on here? Is someone getting married?"

"What wedding? This is Old Fang's nursery is setting up a company, and everyone's here to celebrate."

Some people scoffed, saying, "Can Fang Guisheng's run-down place even be called a company?"

"You don't understand. Look how many people have come to congratulate him! Oh my! Isn't that Song Qingdong talking to Fang Guisheng? The richest man in Nanxin!"

"Ah, even Boss Song has come to offer his congratulations. Fang Guisheng has quite a lot of influence," someone exclaimed.

"It's not that Fang Guisheng has a lot of influence, it's his two sons! One is a middle school principal, and the other is the director of the finance bureau. Isn't that impressive?"

"Amazing, amazing, this old man is living a life of luxury."

"You're wrong. I heard that Fang Guisheng's grandson is doing business with Song Qingdong. People are only here because of his grandson!"

"Huh? Fang Guisheng's grandson? You mean that tall young man, what ability does he have to do business with Boss Song?" someone asked in surprise.

"I don't know what kind of business they're in, but I heard it's a big business!"

Fang Qingye and the others couldn't hear the discussions around them. Song Qingdong chatted with Fang Guisheng for a while, then said goodbye to everyone, got into his car, and left.

Fang Guisheng walked over to Fang Qingye with a smile and said, "Boss Song just said that all the bonsai in their company are rented from our nursery!"

Fang Qingye laughed after hearing this, "That's great! I'll talk to Mr. Qian from Tenglong Industry and ask him to rent our bonsai trees too."

Fang Guisheng scoffed: "Would Boss Qian listen to you?"

"Grandpa Fang, Ye Zi has a lot of influence now." At this moment, Song Dahai interjected with a grin: "Ye Zi is President Qian's partner, how could he not give him this little bit of business?!"

"What partner?" Fang Guisheng was a little confused. Song Dahai was about to explain when he saw Fang Qingye glare at him, so he quickly stopped and changed his words.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Not to mention Mr. Qian, all the bosses who came today can rent potted plants from the nursery, right, Ye Zi?"

Fang Qingye nodded: "Grandpa, it's mainly because your bonsai are well-shaped, your service is attentive, and your prices are reasonable. They will definitely be willing to rent them."

“That’s true.” Fang Guisheng stroked his beard proudly.

Before the auspicious time arrived, everyone set up firecrackers and stood at the door chatting. At this moment, a black Passat slowly stopped at the side of the road, and a young man in his twenties got out of the car. He was wearing a jacket and looked like a government official.

Fang Qingye didn't recognize him, but Liu Dong and Bi Huanhuan went to greet him. Liu Dong greeted her with a smile, "Secretary Zhou, you've arrived?"

"Yes, Liu Dong, Bi Huanhuan, you're here early."

"Fang Qingye and I were classmates in middle school, so I took the day off to come and help out." Liu Dong said, and when he saw Fang Qingye walking over, he explained, "This is Zhou Bo from the Secretariat of the Government Office."

"This is Fang Qingye, the general manager of Siji Nursery Company."

“I know him.” Zhou Bo extended his hand, and the two shook hands. Then he said, “President Fang, I am here to offer my congratulations on behalf of County Chief Miao. County Chief Miao is in a meeting in the county and cannot leave.”

"Secretary Zhou, you're too kind. Please also convey my gratitude to County Chief Miao for his concern," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

Zhou Bo didn't stay long. After the tricycle delivered the flower basket, he hurriedly left. At this moment, Liu Dong whispered to Fang Qingye, "Zhou Bo is now with County Chief Miao."

At the county level, apart from the Party Secretary and the County Head, other county-level leaders do not have full-time secretaries. However, they each have a relatively fixed secretary who accompanies a particular county-level leader to write speeches, accompany them on trips to the countryside, and handle personal matters like today's. Since Miao Hongbin sent the flower basket in a personal capacity, Fang Qingye felt she should send a text message to express her gratitude. She took out her phone, but before she could finish writing the message, Miao Hongbin's text message arrived.

"Brother Fang, Mr. Fang, congratulations on your booming business! Haha, may your wealth flow in! Let's go fishing this weekend."

Fang Qingye smiled slightly and typed a few words: "Thank you, County Chief Miao. We'll go turtle fishing this weekend."

At 10 o'clock, the plaque-hanging ceremony officially began. Amidst the crackling of firecrackers, Fang Guisheng and his grandson hung the plaque at the main entrance, marking the end of the ceremony.

Everyone left one after another. After seeing everyone off, Fang Qingye was about to return to the nursery when a car sped up and stopped at the entrance of the nursery. A middle-aged man and a woman got out.

"Oh dear, we're late!"

Fang Qingye looked at the two people, seemingly unfamiliar with them, but still stepped forward to greet them: "May I ask who you are?"

"You must be General Manager Fang? Congratulations!" the man said warmly. "I am Bian Wengan, the general manager of Jinxiu Textile Company."

Jinxiu Textile?

Fang Qingye remembered that this was the company from the neighboring county that had come to the Nanxin branch for a loan.

"Mr. Fang, I'm sorry, I came all the way from Wuyang, I'm late." Bian Wengan said apologetically.

"It's not too late," Fang Qingye said with a smile. "I'm very touched that President Bian came all this way to congratulate me."

"You're welcome. Mr. Fang has been a great help to me, and I'm extremely grateful," Bian Wengan said, then added:

“This is our company’s CFO, Shen Lan, and her brother-in-law is Feng Qiang, the director of the internal medicine department at your county hospital,” Bian Wengan explained.

"Hello, Director Shen."

"Hello.

After setting off the firecrackers the two had brought and placing the flower basket at the entrance, Fang Qingye invited them to sit in the nursery.

"I came all the way from Wuyang, let me come in and have a drink of water."

Bian Wengan didn't refuse, and the two followed Fang Qingye into the nursery.

“Mr. Fang, your nursery is doing quite well, with a wide variety of species.” Bian Wengan said as he walked around, “I think Mr. Fang’s decision to resign from the bank and start a nursery evokes the ancient Chinese poetic sentiment of ‘picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence and leisurely gazing at the southern mountains.’”

"Heh, I don't have Tao Yuanming's level of understanding. Actually, I'm just nominally in charge of this nursery; it's mainly run by my grandfather," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

Because construction was underway, Fang Guisheng had two rows of prefabricated houses built on the west side of the nursery as temporary accommodations.

Fang Qingye ushered the two into a room and poured them tea. After chatting for a few minutes, Bian Wengan asked, "I heard that Director Xia of the former Nanxin branch has been transferred back to the provincial branch as the deputy director of the international business department?"

"Yes, it happened not long ago."

"Oh, President Xia is a good leader," Bian Wengan remarked, then suddenly asked, "President Fang, I heard you and President Xia are quite familiar with each other?"

“It’s OK.”

Fang Qingye understood that Bian Wengan's sudden question about her relationship with Xia He wasn't just a prying into her privacy; he must have had another purpose.

(End of this chapter)