I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"The banner issue is resolved, but what about the people?"

Su Qing looked at the village entrance that finally looked pleasing to the eye, then turned to look at Jiang Chen, her delicate brows furrowing.

"Hardware is easy to deal with; just hide it. But what about software?"

"When the leaders come tomorrow, they'll definitely have to chat with the villagers for a bit, right?"

"If one of the older folks gets excited and starts using their local dialect, it's a minor issue if the leader doesn't understand. But if they say something wrong, that would be a much bigger problem!"

Jiang Chen's heart sank.

This is what he's most worried about.

The hardware can be hidden, locked, or sealed.

But there are hundreds of mouths to feed in the village, he can't just put a seal on them all, can he?

"How about we organize an intensive Mandarin training course?"

Su Qing suggested.

We're desperate, so we'll try anything!

Jiang Chen immediately made the decision to use the village's loudspeaker to summon all the villagers who might have contact with the leaders the next day to the village committee compound.

Jiang Jianmin, the second uncle, was once a "troublemaker" but is now an "activist." He was placed in the first row and became a "key person to help."

Su Qing volunteered to be the temporary teacher.

She brought a small whiteboard from the village committee office, wrote a line on it with a marker, and cleared her throat.

"Good afternoon to all uncles and aunties!"

"In preparation for the leaders' inspection tomorrow, we will now conduct a simple lesson in Mandarin."

"Everyone, read after me—"

Su Qing pointed to the whiteboard, speaking clearly and deliberately, each word distinct.

"Life in our village is getting better and better."

The villagers looked at each other, then sparsely began to recite along.

"The sun shines brighter and brighter in our village..."

The accents were varied, ranging from southern to northern dialects.

A bead of sweat appeared on Su Qing's forehead.

She focused her attention on Jiang Jianmin in the first row.

"Second Uncle, you do it this time!"

Jiang Jianmin stood up abruptly, chest out, head held high, cleared his throat, and his face was full of confidence.

The authentic smell of plastic salt and pepper hit you as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Teacher Su, don't worry! I'll definitely do my best! My fairy tale is absolutely top-notch!"

"Listen up!"

Jiang Jianmin took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"The sun shines brighter and brighter in our village!"

"puff--"

Wang Dagou, who was standing next to him, spat out a mouthful of tea.

Su Qing felt a throbbing sensation in her temples.

"Second Uncle, it's 'we,' not 'us,' keep your tongue flat!"

"Also, it's 'days,' not 'sun'! It's the sun!"

"The last one is 'hao,' pronounced with a third tone, not 'hao'!"

Su Qing almost collapsed as she corrected him word by word.

Jiang Jianmin scratched his head, looking completely innocent.

"Huh? Isn't that right? My footwork is about right!"

Su Qing, holding her forehead, conducted a half-hour-long, emergency-style teaching session.

As a result, Jiang Jianmin's accent became more and more distorted and his speech became increasingly absurd.

In the end, even Su Qing herself was led astray.

She covered her face and said in despair.

"Um... Second Uncle, your pronunciation seems a bit off..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Su Qing froze. To her horror, she discovered that her tongue was starting to curl up!

The third grandfather, Jiang Wanhai, who had been silent all along, couldn't stand it anymore.

He slammed his pipe on the ground, stood up, and shook his head as he spoke.

"Our leaders also came from the grassroots level in the countryside; how could they not understand our local dialect?"

"I don't think it's necessary!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many villagers nodded in agreement.

Jiang Chen was in a real bind.

Seeing his second uncle still struggling with his tongue, Jiang Chen suddenly had a brilliant idea and thought of a wicked scheme.

He walked up to Jiang Jianmin and patted him on the shoulder.

"Second Uncle, I have a simple method that guarantees you won't make any mistakes and you can still make money."

"What method? And it can actually make money?"

Jiang Jianmin's eyes lit up instantly.

Jiang Chen leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

"Tomorrow, if your boss asks you a question, you're only allowed to say three words from beginning to end, and you'll get a raise at the end of the year."

Jiang Chen held up three fingers.

"Okay," "Yes," "Right."

"Remember, you can only say one of these three words. If you say even one more, I'll deduct 100 yuan from your year-end bonus! You'll get 100 yuan for each correct answer."

Jiang Jianmin was stunned. This money was too easy to make!

"This works! This is a quick way to make money!"

Jiang Jianmin slapped his thigh and readily agreed!

"Alright, everyone, we'll have to improvise tomorrow!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand, looking at the haphazard "inspection team," feeling completely uncertain.

To test the results, Jiang Chen decided to conduct a simulation exercise on site.

He cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and walked up to Jiang Jianmin, imitating the way leaders do on TV.

"Hello, fellow villager."

Jiang Jianmin immediately got into the zone, a simple smile spreading across his face as he nodded vigorously.

Jiang Chen continued to play the role of the leader, asking in a concerned tone.

"Hey fellow villager, how's your family's income lately?"

Jiang Jianmin's eyes lit up, and he answered loudly without hesitation.

"good!"

One word, concise and powerful!

Jiang Chen nodded and continued asking questions.

"So, are you satisfied with the work being done in the village now?"

Jiang Jianmin nodded vigorously again.

"yes!"

Excellent, it's completely under control.

Jiang Chen decided to increase the difficulty to test his adaptability.

He suddenly lowered his voice and asked casually in a conversational tone.

"Hey fellow villager, do you think your village chief, Jiang Shunde, is a fool?"

Jiang Jianmin had developed muscle memory for it; he answered without thinking.

"right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening burst of laughter erupted!

The village head Jiang Shunde's face turned green on the spot.

Jiang Jianmin realized what was happening and his face turned pale instantly.

He grabbed Jiang Chen's arm, almost crying.

"Chen... Chen boy! Will we get fined for that... that just now?"

Jiang Chen looked at this barely formed "dumb army" and felt a mix of emotions.

He turned his head and looked at the still desolate factory construction site at the west end of the village.

Just defending isn't enough.

To ensure everything goes smoothly, we need to show the leaders something truly impressive.

Everything is ready, except for a competitive and rapidly developing real industry!