Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

"Well……!"

After Deputy Secretary Wu Shuijun spoke, Hua Zhenhong dared not respond. Wu Shuijun had been in Mengyu Commune for over forty years. When Hua Zhenhong first arrived at Mengyu Commune, Wu Shuijun was already the deputy director.

With Wu Shuijun, an elder of the commune, keeping him in check, Hua Zhenhong finally gave in and left Mengyu Commune dejectedly. As he was about to walk out the gate, he caught a glimpse of Cao Qiulie's bicycle parked in the bike shed. Realizing that Cao Qiulie was deliberately avoiding him, he could only leave cursing.

Hua Zhenhong, who had returned to the village in a huff, was struggling to climb the mountain road on his bicycle when he heard the sputtering sound of motorcycles behind him. He stopped and saw that it was two sidecar motorcycles belonging to the county police station, followed by several people on bicycles carrying equipment.

Upon closer inspection, they realized that these were the same people who had come to survey the terrain at the foot of the mountain in their village a few days ago. Why were they here again?

Hua Zhenhong opened the kickstand, walked to the middle of the road, stopped the sidecar motorcycle, and asked Zhang Guoqiang, "Director Zhang, what are you doing here? Why have you brought so many people to take measurements again?"

Zhang Guoqiang glared at Hua Zhenhong with annoyance. If it weren't for Hongping Village raising prices on the spot, they would never have to suffer in Linshan again. He said to Hua Zhenhong in an unfriendly tone, "What are we here for? Of course we're here to survey the terrain. Don't block the way and delay the comrades from the Land and Resources Bureau from doing their work."

Seeing Zhang Guoqiang's sour face, Hua Zhenhong assumed it was because of the last incident and that Zhang Guoqiang was still angry. He had no choice but to step aside, and the sidecar motorcycle and the bicycle following behind continued to drive up the mountain road.

Hua Zhenhong rode his bike and followed behind Zhang Guoqiang and his group. Anyway, these people were going to Hongping Village soon, so he would ask Lü Zhaotai to prepare another feast as an apology for what happened last time.

But as Hua Zhenhong followed, he felt something was wrong. Shouldn't they be heading towards Hongping Village? Why were they riding down into the valley instead?

Hua Zhenhong stopped the car at the fork in the road and shouted to Zhang Guoqiang and his group, "Hey, we've gone the wrong way. Hongping should be this way, Chief Zhang!"

No matter how much Hua Zhenhong shouted, Zhang Guoqiang and his group didn't turn their heads and went straight down into the valley. Hua Zhenhong shouted several times until Zhang Guoqiang and his group disappeared from sight, leaving only the sputtering sound of motorcycle engines echoing in the valley.

Hua Zhenhong frowned, puzzled as to why Zhang Guoqiang didn't go to their Hongping Village. Wasn't he supposed to be here to survey the terrain? What could he possibly find by going down into the valley to take measurements?

Lost in thought, Hua Zhenhong returned to the Hongping Village brigade headquarters. Seeing him, Lü Zhaotai smiled and asked, "Secretary, how did it go?"

"Don't even mention it. I was so angry at the commune. That bastard Cao Qiulie deliberately avoided me," Hua Zhenhong parked his car, went into the house, picked up the enamel mug on the table, and took a sip of cold tea.

"Could it be that there's been a change of plans?" Lu Zhaotai asked tentatively.

"Change of heart!"

After hearing Lü Zhaotai's words, and recalling their encounter with Zhang Guoqiang's group on the mountain road earlier that day—who didn't head towards their Hongping Village but instead plunged headlong into the valley—Hua Zhenhong cursed, "It really is possible!"

Lu Zhaotai hurriedly asked, "Secretary, what's wrong?"

"When I came back just now, I ran into those people who came to survey the terrain the other day. Zhang Guoqiang brought them. They wouldn't say anything when I asked them anything. When we got to the fork in the road, they went down into the valley. Why do you think that was?"

Lu Zhaotai shook his head, "How would I know? What's the point of testing in the valley if we're not coming to Hongping? Do you think they'll build a bridge over the road? That's just a waste of time!"

"Building a bridge? That's bad!"

Hua Zhenhong slapped his thigh and stood up abruptly, the chair behind him creaking loudly as he did so. "It's quite possible! They're planning to go to the valley to take measurements and build a bridge!"

"broken!"

After Hua Zhenhong finished speaking, he hurriedly ran out of the house, grabbed his bicycle and rushed out. He didn't even have time to put away the bicycle's kickstand before straddling it and heading straight for the village entrance.

Seeing Hua Zhenhong's expression, Lü Zhaotai knew that things had changed, so he hurriedly grabbed his old-fashioned bicycle and followed.

The two rode one after the other to the fork in the road. They rode along the creases left by Zhang Guoqiang and his companion into the valley. After riding for a short while, they saw a sidecar motorcycle and several bicycles parked by the stream. Two policemen were guarding the area and were keeping a close eye on Hua Zhenhong and his companion as they approached.

"Comrade, where is Director Zhang?"

After parking his car, Hua Zhenhong took out a pack of Hongmei cigarettes and offered them out. The two policemen took the cigarettes and pointed to a spot not far from the valley, saying, "It's over there."

Hua Zhenhong thanked him with a smile and led Lü Zhaotai toward where Zhang Guoqiang and the others were. Before they even got close, a surveyor from the Land and Resources Bureau stopped them, saying, "Don't come any closer! There are flags planted over there. Don't step on them!"

"Okay, okay," Hua Zhenhong looked down and saw that there was indeed a small red flag stuck in the ground. He had no choice but to walk around it and was about to offer a cigarette to the surveyor.

"Comrades, what are you doing here? Why are you taking measurements here? Didn't you take measurements in Hongping a few days ago?"

The surveyor didn't accept Hua Zhenhong's cigarette, said "thank you" without answering Hua Zhenhong's question, and walked away.

He hadn't gone far when the surveyor stopped. Another person next to him offered him a Peony cigarette. The man who had said he didn't smoke took it, lit a match, and started smoking.

Hua Zhenhong's lips twitched after reading it. "Damn it, didn't you say you didn't twitch?"

When Zhang Guoqiang saw Hua Zhenhong arrive, he walked over and asked jokingly, "What's wrong, Secretary Hua? Any instructions?"

"Director Zhang, please stop teasing me. How could I dare to give you instructions?" Hua Zhenhong tried to offer Zhang Guoqiang a cigarette, but Zhang Guoqiang refused. "I don't like Hongmei cigarettes. I'll stick to my own Shuangxi!"

"Director Zhang, why did you come here to take measurements? How can we build the road after this? Look at this low-lying area, if we build here, the road will be so steep for cars!"

Zhang Guoqiang exhaled a puff of smoke and said with a smile, "I'm not in the engineering business, how would I know if it's steep or not? The Land and Resources Bureau and the Urban Construction Bureau told me to come and take measurements here, so I had to come along. Besides, this was something Secretary Hong instructed me to do, so why don't you, Secretary Hua, agree?"

Hearing the barb in Zhang Guoqiang's words, Hua Zhenhong smiled and said, "How dare I have any objections to Secretary Hong's instructions!"

"That's good. We have to do whatever Secretary Hong tells us to do. If we understand, we have to do it; if we don't understand, we still have to do it even if we figure it out!"

"Yes, yes, Director Zhang, you're right!"

"Director Zhang, has something changed regarding the road construction?"

When Zhang Guoqiang saw that Hua Zhenhong, the "culprit," still dared to ask about this matter, he didn't say anything, shook his head, and walked away. Hua Zhenhong knew that he had guessed correctly.