Super first-tier cities: Starting from village committee secretary

"How far along are things?" Xiong Xu asked, bowl in hand, sitting at the doorway. "The company registration has been submitted. The greenhouse company and bullfrog tadpole suppliers have been found. Next is the land. After we cover the land with cement and build the cement ponds, we can contact the greenhouse company to come over."

"By the way, speaking of land, how's your land selection going?" Xiong Xu also inquired about Xiong Jingchun's progress in selecting a site.

"It's that vegetable plot at the foot of the south mountain, about one mu in size," Xiong Jingchun said.

"One mu is probably not enough. I need three mu of land."

A 1.5 mu semi-automatic intelligent glass greenhouse costs 200,000 yuan. With 1 million yuan in start-up capital, building 3 mu is no problem.

"Three mu?"

Xiong Jingchun paused slightly, saying with some difficulty, "If it's three mu, we can only use our paddy fields. Our vegetable plots are not connected."

Xiong Xu turned to glance at Comrade Zhang Qin, who was busy in the living room, then looked at Comrade Xiong Jingchun and said, "I don't care. If you let me be the village secretary, you have to fully support me. You convince Mom."

Xiong Jingchun scratched his head, feeling it was particularly difficult.

Xiong Xu didn't care whether it was difficult or not.

Difficult or not, it had to be done.

"The land must be chosen today. I'll take a trip to town later to buy cement and sand, and hire a few workers. Construction will start no later than the day after tomorrow," Xiong Xu said.

Xiong Xu didn't have much time. He had to remember that it was already June, and the tasks one and two issued by the system were to achieve a per capita income of 50,000+ yuan and a total village GDP of 20 million+ yuan by the end of the year.

Every day wasted was a day less to earn money.

"You don't need to hire workers. Your second uncle, third uncle, eighth uncle, seventh grandpa, and third grandpa can all do it. There's no need to hire anyone," Xiong Jingchun immediately said when he heard about hiring workers.

Xiong Jingshan and Xiong Jingchun had all learned masonry when they were young. They could also do jobs like laying cement and building cement ponds.

Xiong Xu nodded in satisfaction after listening.

In this not-so-affluent situation, saving on labor costs was still very good.

"To buy cement, find Jiqing. He works at a cement shop in town. Finding him will get you a good deal," Xiong Jingchun continued.

The Jiqing in Comrade Xiong Jingchun's mouth is called Xiong Jiqing. He is the son of Xiong Xu's second uncle, Xiong Jingshan. He is 21 years old this year, only 2 years younger than Xiong Xu, and is Xiong Xu's cousin.

"Then is there a channel for buying sand?" Xiong Xu wanted to save as much as he could.

Comrade Xiong Jingchun took out his phone, flipped through the phone book, and soon sent a number to Xiong Xu via WeChat.

"This is the phone number of Li Sanjiang, the village director of Shangjiang Village. His family sells sand. He was my comrade-in-arms when I was in the army. If you find him, he will definitely give you the cost price."

"But Xu, even if he gives us the cost price, we must remember his kindness, be grateful, and repay him when we have the ability in the future."

Comrade Xiong Jingchun couldn't help but teach Xiong Xu to be grateful.

"I know, I know."

Xiong Xu had heard these words many times. While responding, he saved the phone number to his phone book.

It was at this moment that the town government group, which he had just joined the day before yesterday, suddenly received a message. It was a document issued by the town mayor, with the file name: [Policy on Providing Interest-Free Loans to Impoverished Areas in the Province]

Xiong Xu's eyes lit up, and he was immediately attracted by the file name. He immediately clicked in to view it.

The content of the document was not long. Xiong Xu scanned it a few times and finished reading it. After reading the content of this document, Xiong Xu felt a little happy.

Because the document stated that in order to better win the battle against poverty, the Jiangnan Provincial Government would encourage people in impoverished areas throughout the province to start businesses and become wealthy, and would provide interest-free loans ranging from 100,000 to 3 million yuan to eligible poverty alleviation units. Those who need loans can apply to the local higher-level government.

Without a doubt, Xiong Xu desperately needed this interest-free loan.

The more money he borrowed, the larger the initial breeding scale would be, and the larger the breeding scale, the more money he would earn, and the easier it would be to complete the system tasks.

For example, if he got a 1 million loan, he could build three more intelligent glass greenhouses, double the breeding scale, and double the speed of return.

"I'm not eating anymore. I'm leaving first."

Action speaks louder than words. Xiong Xu ran into the living room with the bowl in his hand, put the bowl down, straddled the motorcycle at the door, and left.

Xiong Jingchun watched Xiong Xu speeding away. Although he didn't know what Xiong Xu was going to do, he immediately set off to look at the land in a hurry.

If his son was so motivated, the father couldn't hold him back.

An hour later, Xiong Xu rode his motorcycle into the Shigan Town government and arrived at the entrance of the town government building.

Shigan Town has 1 community and 15 administrative villages, with a population of more than 53,000 and an area of 121 square kilometers. It is located on the northeastern edge of Le'an County.

In terms of population, Shigan Town ranks 11th among the 18 townships and streets under the jurisdiction of Le'an County. In terms of economy, it ranks last.

However, although the economy is poor, the Shigan Town government building is very impressive, about ten stories high.

Xiong Xu removed the car key, walked into the building, and came to the duty officer at the administrative front desk.

"I am Xiong Xu, the village secretary of Shanxiong Village. Is the town mayor in?"

The duty officer was a woman. After looking at Xiong Xu, she asked, "What's the matter?"

"Applying for an interest-free loan," Xiong Xu replied.

"Go to the second floor," the duty officer said.

"Huh?"

Xiong Xu didn't understand the meaning for a moment.

"Go to the reception room on the second floor and wait in line!" the duty officer said impatiently.

Xiong Xu felt dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything. He left the front desk silently, walked up the stairs to the second floor, and found the reception room after a while.

When he walked into the reception room, Xiong Xu was slightly surprised by the scene in front of him. He saw that the not-very-wide reception room was full of all kinds of people, and there were many people standing, at least twenty or thirty people.

Everyone was smoking and chatting idly, making the reception room smoky and noisy. It didn't look like a government office at all, but like a mahjong room on the street.

However, Xiong Xu was not surprised by this. Comrade Xiong Jingchun had taken him to the town government to handle affairs many times when he was the village secretary. This kind of scene is very normal in township-level governments. There are not so many rules, and you can do whatever is comfortable.

The main reason is that everyone in the township government, up and down, are acquaintances, and those who come to handle affairs are related to someone in the government building. No one will care, and if there is a conflict, it will offend people.

The world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships, which is well interpreted in grassroots governments.

What surprised Xiong Xu was that there were so many people in the reception room.

What day is it today?

Could it be that they are all here for the interest-free loan?

"Hey, buddy, you came for the loan too, right?"

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting next to him, with a cigarette in his mouth, raised his head and asked Xiong Xu.