Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 128 Killing Four Birds with One Stone

Although he was prepared, Wang Fucheng was still taken aback by Wang Chengpeng's exorbitant demands.

Assigning production workers in the team to do personal errands is a typical example of using public office for private gain and exploiting communism.

Could it be that I've been too nice to this kid, making him think he can take advantage of my kindness?

Thinking this, Wang Fucheng's face immediately turned ugly, and he said:

“Nephew, thank you for selflessly passing on the beet sugar-making method to my son.”

“He is learning very well now, and I think he has even surpassed his teacher.”

"I appreciate your help, but I can't help you with this."

"We are currently at a critical stage of production, and there is no time to arrange for the production team to do such unnecessary things."

"Besides, if we really did what you said, it wouldn't be helping you, it would be harming you instead."

"You can only tell me about this kind of exploitation of the team. If others find out, you're going to have a hard time."

"I will help you keep this a secret, but don't ever have similar thoughts again."

The saying "the student surpasses the master" is just a subtle reminder to Wang Chengpeng that he no longer has much capital and it's best not to ask for too much.

The rest of his words were a veiled message that he shouldn't do things that exploit communism, and he wouldn't do them either.

Especially now that he is in a critical stage of competition with Song Zhiyuan, Wang Fucheng would not allow himself to make any mistakes in his words or actions.

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Chengpeng said with a smile, "Uncle, how could I let you do such a thing? Wouldn't that be harming you?"

"Of course I can't let the village help me for nothing. I will donate money to the village at twice the value of my work points as funds to support the village's production and construction."

"Although this amount of money is not much, it can be considered as a token of my appreciation for Wangjia Village."

“I don’t have any requests, I just suggest that the village help repair the roads near my homestead.”

"Although this place is desolate, it is still technically Wangjia Village's territory. If it is too ugly, it will affect the village's image."

Giving money? And not even giving money directly, but donating money under the guise of supporting the village's production and construction?

Wang Fucheng, as expected of someone who could become a production team leader, instantly recognized the feasibility of this method.

Using this donation as a pretext, arranging for some people to clean up the roads near the Wang family's residence would naturally not pose any problem.

If Wang Chengpeng takes advantage of his spare time from production to find someone to help tidy up his homestead, then it's something he can just turn a blind eye to.

Having figured out the key point, Wang Fucheng subconsciously gasped and looked at Wang Chengpeng in surprise.

He really couldn't figure out how Wang Chengpeng's brain worked, that he could come up with such a brilliant plan in just a few breaths.

It was indeed unlikely that the production team would do work for private individuals, but repairing the village roads was no problem at all.

Wang Fucheng even gained political achievements, and Wang Chengpeng gained a good reputation. This was a brilliant plan that killed three birds with one stone.

This road even has another function that Wang Fucheng hasn't thought of yet: it serves as the main access road for the sugar factory.

There isn't much land in Wangjia Village suitable for building a factory, but the southeast corner is just the right place to take on this important task.

Especially because it is close to the river, it can reduce a lot of trouble for the sugar factory to operate smoothly.

Wang Chengpeng was well aware of this, but he didn't want to say anything more.

However, Wang Fucheng did not think that far ahead and did not understand that this was actually a super strategy that killed four birds with one stone!

If used properly, it can benefit many people.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Fucheng dropped his previous aggressive demeanor and said with a smile:
“Nephew, if you are truly willing to support the village’s production and development, the village chief will naturally take responsibility for helping to repair the roads near your homestead.”

"I just don't know how much money you can provide, and whether it's enough to reward those hardworking workers." "After all, conditions are harsh over there, and not everyone may be willing to work there. I might have to increase their work points."

Seeing that Wang Fucheng had taken the bait, Wang Chengpeng smiled and said, "Uncle, what do you think of five hundred yuan?"

"Although this amount of money is not much, it can still help the village purchase some production tools and greatly improve the villagers' production efficiency."

"As the saying goes, sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood. Having a handy tool will make everyone's work more efficient."

"And isn't the village currently developing sugar beet cultivation?"

"This amount of money can buy a lot of seeds and fertilizer."

Five hundred yuan?

Although Wang Fucheng's family was wealthy, they couldn't casually produce five hundred yuan like Wang Chengpeng.

That was a huge sum of money, more than many families could save in their entire lives, yet Wang Chengpeng just casually took it out.

Thinking of this, Wang Fucheng subconsciously became suspicious and said, "Nephew, you said five hundred yuan, you didn't mispronounce the number?"

Nodding with a smile, Wang Chengpeng said, "Of course it's five hundred yuan."

"Since we are contributing to the village, we can't let the village suffer losses."

"After all, only when Wangjia Village becomes better can we villagers live more comfortably."

Wang Chengpeng shared his beet sugar-making method with a similar intention: although he was not afraid of trouble, he was afraid that his parents would be bullied at home after he went to school.

As he spoke, Wang Chengpeng pulled out five hundred yuan from his pocket and slammed it on the table, saying:
"Uncle, as long as you agree to improve the roads in Wangjia Village, this five hundred yuan is my contribution to the village."

Instead of taking the money directly, Wang Fucheng looked at Wang Chengpeng with great curiosity and said:

“Nephew, you’re really generous to casually throw out five hundred yuan.”

"If I remember correctly, your family just spent a lot of money on your wedding."

"I won't take your money unless I give a reasonable explanation."

He glanced at Wang Fucheng with amusement. In this day and age, there are still people who dare not accept money when offered. That person is definitely not the cunning old fox in front of him.

Wang Chengpeng put the money back in his pocket, saying with great regret:

“I am willing to support the village’s production and development, but my uncle does not seem to support my actions.”

"It seems I have no choice but to seek help from outside construction teams, hoping they can help fix up my dilapidated house site."

Although hiring an outside construction team to work in the village will definitely lead to difficulties from all sides, it's still better than being harassed by that old fox Wang Fucheng.

At the same time, Wang Chengpeng was also sending a signal to Wang Fucheng: those with money are the boss, and if you have money, you don't have to worry about not being able to get things done.

They don't dare to accept money yet; they just want to know how they can make money.

Seeing Wang Chengpeng get up and prepare to get ready, Wang Fucheng immediately put on a smiling face and said ingratiatingly:
“Nephew, don’t go. I’m just worried that you’ve gone astray.”

As the saying goes, "Heroes don't ask about their origins, and good men don't ask about their past."

“Since you are so willing to support the village’s production and development, I have no reason to back down.”

"Okay, we'll do as you say. I'll arrange for people to go there tomorrow to do the road-building work."

"As for the money..."

At this point, Wang Fucheng glanced earnestly at Wang Chengpeng, the meaning in his eyes self-evident.

(End of this chapter)