Super first-tier cities: Starting from village committee secretary

Regarding the 50% equity stake for the technology, no one objected. As Xiong Xu said, the core key to such a high profit margin lies in the Chinese herbal medicine feed.

"Folks, our secretary is truly trying to lead us out of poverty and into prosperity. Otherwise, he could have taken this technology outside to seek financing. How much money wouldn't he have gotten? Now he's asking us to raise funds, wanting the whole village to participate and share a piece of the pie," Uncle Xiong Jingjiang said.

Xiong Jingjiang is the most educated among these village committee cadres besides Xiong Xu. He graduated from junior high school and has worked outside for many years. He knows that if Xiong Xu took this technology outside for financing, let alone 1 million, he could get 100 million. So, he couldn't help but say this, to make the village representatives realize that Xiong Xu wasn't asking them for money, but giving them a stroke of good fortune.

"I've watched Xu grow up since he was a kid. He even stole my family's lambs to roast when he was little. This kid has a lot of clever ideas and is very smart. He's also the only college student in the village. I believe in him. I'll invest 5,000 yuan," Xiong Daniu, the richest man in the village, took the lead and offered 5,000 yuan.

A smile appeared on Xiong Xu's face, feeling the pleasure of being trusted.

"I'll also contribute 5,000 yuan," Second Uncle Xiong Jingshan was the second to express his support.

"Me too, 5,000 yuan," Third Uncle Xiong Jingjiang was the third to express his support.

"I'll contribute 4,000 yuan."

"I'll give 3,500 yuan here."

The village committee cadres successively took the lead, with the 9 village committee cadres contributing a maximum of 5,000 yuan and a minimum of 3,000 yuan.

After the village committee cadres expressed their positions, more than 400 village representatives also expressed their positions one after another. Some villagers contributed more, and some contributed less, with the most being 3,000 and the least being 500.

Most of them contributed 1,000 yuan.

It's not that these people didn't want to contribute more, but they really couldn't afford it. If they contributed more, their meals would be a problem.

After the village representatives present expressed their positions, Xiong Jingchun began to make video calls to families working outside, with a total of 37 families working outside.

After video calls, a total of 30 families working outside contributed 1,000-1,500 yuan, and the remaining 7 families were unwilling to contribute.

There was no compulsion for those who were unwilling to contribute. Anyway, out of the 460 households in the village, a total of 453 households contributed, so it didn't matter if those 7 households didn't.

Next, Xiong Jingchun led the village committee cadres to ask the villagers who had expressed their intention to contribute for money, while Xiong Xu returned home and used the computer to make statistics.

After statistics, it was learned that out of the 460 households in Shanxiong Village, a total of 453 households contributed, and the total amount of funds raised was 800,000 yuan.

800,000 yuan, still 200,000 yuan away from the 1 million target.

"Dad has 30,000 there, and I have 30,000 now, which adds up to 60,000, leaving a shortfall of 140,000."

Sitting at the computer desk, Xiong Xu rubbed his chin, his brow furrowed.

He thought he wouldn't have to cover so much of the bottom line, but he still underestimated the poverty level of Shanxiong Village. 460 households couldn't even raise 900,000 yuan.

Xiong Xu thought for a while and sent a WeChat message to Comrade Lin Yuanqing.

"Lend me some money, as much as you have. It needs to be spent wisely."

A few seconds later, Comrade Lin Yuanqing replied with a transfer message, a full 50,000 yuan.

"This is my dowry money, it must be used wisely! (▼ へ ▼ メ )"

Lin Yuanqing replied with a message.

Xiong Xu felt a surge of emotion in his heart, knowing that Lin Yuanqing had given him all the money she had earned from part-time jobs and tutoring over the years.

"Don't you want to know what I need this money for?"

"I know you won't spend it recklessly. I trust you. I won't talk to you anymore, I need to prepare to report to the Education Bureau."

Seeing the reply, Xiong Xu smiled slightly, his heart filled with the taste of love.

"Adding this 50,000, there's still a shortfall of 90,000."

Xiong Xu didn't stop his steps to raise money and made a call to his university tutor.

The tutor's name is Ou Qiangguo, and he is 55 years old this year. Although he is old, he has a cheerful and humorous personality and gets along well with Xiong Xu. The two have a relationship of both teacher and friend.

After learning that Xiong Xu was elected as the secretary of the village committee and took on the responsibility of leading the impoverished village out of poverty and into prosperity, Ou Qiangguo transferred 45,000 yuan and said that he was not in a hurry to repay it.

Xiong Xu thanked him for a while, and then called his three roommates in college.

[Transfer 5,000 yuan]

[Transfer 5,000 yuan]

[Transfer 5,000 yuan]

After a few phone calls, the three roommates all borrowed 5,000, raising another 15,000 yuan, leaving a shortfall of 30,000.

After borrowing from his girlfriend, tutor, and roommates, Xiong Xu also borrowed from a few other classmates with good relationships, as well as colleagues he met during his internship at the company.

But the former colleagues were unwilling to borrow, and a few classmates with good relationships borrowed, raising 6,000 yuan.

There is still a shortfall of more than 20,000.

To be exact, it is 24,000.

Xiong Xu continued to borrow money, even contacting friends he didn't usually contact much, but the gains were almost zero. As soon as others received the message, before he could open his mouth to borrow money, they were already claiming to be poor.

There was no way, Xiong Xu could only borrow from online loans.

Borrowing quota of 10,000 yuan, borrowed all.

Meituan quota of 6,000 yuan, borrowed all.

JD Finance quota of 8,000, borrowed all.

Just enough to raise 24,000!

Now Xiong Xu has 200,000 yuan in his hand, waiting for the 800,000 yuan from Comrade Xiong Jingchun.

Once the money is raised, he will go to the county's Administration for Industry and Commerce to register the company.

7:00 p.m.

Xiong Jingchun carried a Jiaduobao gift bag home, filled with hundred-yuan red bills and fifty, twenty, ten-yuan, and even five-yuan paper money.

"Here is 600,000, and there is another 200,000 in my WeChat," Xiong Jingchun said to Xiong Xu, panting heavily, putting the gift bag on the dining table.

Today, he was really exhausted.

Collecting money from house to house, his hands were sore from carrying it.

"Transfer the WeChat money to me later, I'll go to the county tomorrow and register the company," Xiong Xu said, with unconcealed excitement on his face, looking at the 600,000 cash in the bag.

"Son, be honest with your old man, is raising bullfrogs really going to work? Is your Chinese herbal medicine feed really useful?"

When he didn't have the money, Xiong Jingchun firmly believed in Xiong Xu, but carrying the 600,000 cash raised by the whole village, and the 200,000 yuan received on WeChat, Xiong Jingchun didn't have much confidence in his heart.

He was afraid, afraid that the whole village's fundraising would be in vain.

Otherwise, he would be too sorry for the trust of the villagers.

"Since you let me be the secretary of this village committee, then trust me," Xiong Xu said lightly.

Comrade Xiong Jingchun had nothing to say.

"Eat, eat," Zhang Qin brought out the food and interrupted the father and son's conversation.

The family of three began to sit down to eat. Halfway through the meal, Xiong Xu thought of something and said to Xiong Jingchun: "Dad, raising bullfrogs requires land. See if our family's land is okay, put up a flag, and after I finish things in the county tomorrow, I'll ask someone to pave the land with cement."

"Use the vegetable plot, I'd feel bad using the paddy field," Zhang Qin said reluctantly.