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

"I'm talkative, I have a foul mouth!"

Cai Mangzi lightly slapped his face a few times and hurriedly apologized to Secretary Tian Chulian. Tian Chulian snorted coldly, saying that while he was speaking to Cai Mangzi, he was also reminding the villagers present.

"Let me tell you, the fact that Comrade Zai Dong wants to develop the economy in our Nanshan County is highly valued by Secretary Lin of the County Party Committee. Once it's reported to the Municipal Party Committee, it will be a major event for our Tuocheng. We should all be secretly happy that Comrade Zai Dong chose our Lianzhai!"

"If you're blind and cause trouble, acting like a rogue, and cause Comrade Zai Dong to cancel his investment because of your personal problems, then you're undermining Nanshan County!"

"You're sabotaging our village's economic development and damaging the interests of all the villagers. We'll use you as an example, so don't be left crying later! I'm telling you!"

Cai Mangzi was, in the end, just a good-for-nothing in the village. The thing he boasted about most in the village was that he had eaten at the state-run restaurant a few times with his cousin who worked in the county. He could brag about this so much that everyone in the village knew about it, making him seem very impressive.

When Secretary Tian Chulian spoke these words in a serious tone, he was so frightened that his legs trembled. Damaging local economic development is a serious matter that could be taken very seriously. If he were to be used as an example to deal with, he would probably have to spend several years in prison.

"Secretary, I promise I won't, I promise I won't, I'll do whatever you say," Cai Mangzi repeatedly assured.

"It's not about listening to me. As the Party Secretary, I also have to listen to the village collective. We're all sitting here discussing this together. But you all need to understand the situation. I've already explained everything to you. Now we'll start voting. Everyone come and collect your beans."

After Tian Chulian finished speaking, Huang Bingkun came over with a bowl filled with black beans. Each family sent an adult to represent them, and each person took a black bean. Huang Bingkun pointed to two large bowls on the long table, one on the left and one on the right, and said, "Those who support the compensation should vote in the bowl on the right."

"Those who support land-for-equity swaps, vote for the bowl on the left. Line up to vote now!"

Chen Xiangui stepped forward first, took a black bean, and threw it into the bowl on the left. After throwing it in, he returned to his original position and continued to hold his grandson and watch the play.

The villagers weren't stupid. After Cai Miaosheng, the accountant, calculated the compensation, they realized that even if they wanted it, they wouldn't get the money. So, they collectively supported investing their land as shares.

After the noisy voting, Tian Chulian glanced at the large bowl on the right, which was empty of beans. Too lazy to count the beans in the bowl on the left, he said to Huang Bingkun, "The results of the Lianzhai Village collective members' vote regarding the disposal plan for the 34 mu of wasteland west of the village have been decided by unanimous vote: the land will be used as shares in Guangdong Company!"

"Based on the voting results, the vote is unanimously approved. In my capacity as the Party Secretary of Lianzhai Village, I hereby declare the vote valid!"

The square resounded with applause. The villagers' enthusiasm for applauding was much higher than before the meeting, after all, this concerned their own interests and was the result of their own choice.

Seeing that the voting results were out, Tian Chulian gestured for everyone to be quiet before addressing the villagers, "After communicating with Guangdong Company, Zai Dong and Zai Guang have agreed to increase the original one point to one and a half points. Since you have all agreed, I will talk to Zai Dong and the others tomorrow, and the village committee will immediately draft the documents and submit them to the county."

"That's all, meeting adjourned!"

After saying that, Tian Chulian got up first, took a chair and walked into the brigade headquarters. The other villagers, in twos and threes, took their own stools and chairs and walked home in hushed tones.

Chen Xiangui carried his grandson Chen Rongguo back to the ancestral home. Chen Dong and Zhang Yi were still there, chatting and drinking tea with the old lady Wei Shufen. When little Chen Hui saw Chen Xiangui carrying his younger brother back, he happily skipped over and said, "Uncle, brother, you're back from the meeting."

Chen Xiangui patted little Chen Hui's head, put his grandson down, and Chen Rongguo and little Chen Hui started jumping and playing together. The two were five years old and four years old respectively, and they could play together. Little Chen Hui was starting to act like an older brother.

"Brother Jimi, my dad stole my candy!" Xiao Rongguo squatted on the ground and watched Xiao Chenhui hand out candy to him. He then shared his grievance about his father, Chen Zaixing, taking his candy with his brother Jimi.

"Stealing a child's candy is so mean! He'll wet the bed tonight," Little Chen Hui said seriously, making the adults chuckle. Little Rong Guo, listening opposite him, nodded in agreement with the same seriousness, "Yes, my dad stole my candy, so I'll wet the bed tonight!"

Chen Zaixing, who had just stepped through the door, almost stumbled when he heard his son's words. "You brat, you have no manners! Talking bad about your father behind his back, are you itching for a fight?"

"You can't hit your brother!"

Xiao Chenhui stood in front of Xiao Rongguo, his protective instincts running high. Chen Zaixing laughed, "Alright, alright, Jimi knows how to protect his younger brother now."

Wu Fangru came out of the house and patted her husband, saying, "You're always so irresponsible, you even steal your own son's candy."

"He's not a proper son, and he's not a proper father either. It's because I didn't discipline him enough when he was a kid that he turned out this way," Chen Xiangui said with a laugh, holding his teacup.

Chen Zaixing awkwardly touched his nose and walked into the hall. He pulled over a stool and sat down. Chen Dong smiled and offered him a cigarette, then asked his uncle Chen Xiangui, "Uncle, how did the village meeting go?"

Chen Zaiguang did not go with them. He stayed at the ancestral home with Chen Zailong to drink tea with Chen Dong and his wife. When he heard Chen Dong's question, he also looked at his father, Chen Xiangui.

"The unanimous vote passed, and the land was chosen as the shareholding," Chen Xiangui said with a smile. He didn't tell Chen Dong some of the unpleasant things said at the village meeting because he didn't want Chen Dong to feel uncomfortable.

But Grandma Wei Shufen, sitting to the side, said directly, "Those people in the village, didn't they say anything? They're all ignorant. Didn't they just ask for money to settle the matter?"

Chen Zaixing, quick to speak, said directly, "Grandma, you were right. At first, they all just wanted money. They even said that after Dongzi opened the factory, they were afraid that the business would not be profitable and they wouldn't get much money. They also complained that the one percent share given by Dongzi and Big Brother was too little."

Chen Dong didn't say anything, just smiled, but Chen Zailong shook his head and said, "Dongzi, don't take it too seriously. Everyone here is so short-sighted, they only think about putting the money in their pockets first, how can they think about things that far ahead?"

Chen Xiangui also said, "Indeed, if Secretary Tian hadn't explained the ins and outs to them in detail, they really would have wanted to take the land expropriation compensation directly."

Zhang Yi said, "Whether they want to acquire land or use it as shares, it's their own choice. We just presented them with two options. The fact that they chose to use it as shares shows that Secretary Tian's efforts were not in vain."

Grandma Wei Shufen patted Zhang Yi's hand and praised, "Girls, you're all so kind-hearted. This good deed that benefits the whole village could have turned into a bad thing if it weren't for Secretary Tian keeping things in check!"

That makes sense!