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Chapter 874: What did you buy?

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, it is a barren land, and it is really difficult to attract people to settle in.

Especially when these bad friends in Vucheng are desperately singing opposites, it is even more difficult to find someone to settle in.

What’s even more difficult is...it can’t be controlled by Zhuang Buyuan.

And it can't be Zhuang's father.

This is like tying Zhuang Buyuan’s arms and thighs and letting him fight with others. It’s not just difficult, it’s simply hell!

Zhuang Buyuan came out of the conference room and thought hard for a long time, but he couldn't figure out which company met the requirements.

With one billion assets, not much, many enterprises in VI can achieve this level.

But if you have no contact with the group of friends around Zhuang Buyuan, it is already rare.

The rest must be the intention to establish a branch, branch, or the whole company is removed directly.

But to be honest, this kind of bitter and cold place where birds do not shit, even if the village is not far away, you have to consider it if you really want to move the company over.

If you want others to go, you must at least prove yourself.

Not to mention, Green Island Port is really in a mess.

Building a city with basic autonomy is as important as software. It is useless to build a city with basic autonomy. Without reasonable laws and regulations, without business-proficient government officials.

It is unknown how long it will take to compile the system and select personnel alone.

It can be said that in the era of manor towns, villages and other eras, the rapid development model is already difficult to achieve.

In Feng Liangzhou's words, the current manor must find a breakthrough to drive the development of the entire small town with one point.

And Green Island Port is this point.

Not far from the village, I returned to the manor and saw several deacons in the manor looking through various information.

"This person is good. He has embezzled more than 20 million yuan of public funds before and has not been discovered for more than ten years. He is definitely a financial talent..."

"I also have someone who embezzled more than 20 million yuan of public funds, and I'm still very young... much better than yours."

"What did you do if you embezzle more than 20 million?"

"Reward the female anchor."

"Forget it, this kind of IQ is probably useless."

"This is the one who is only in his thirties and has a good job. It's very promising. If it weren't for a moment... Wait, I've been detained for more than ten years. I don't know if it will be abolished. I'll investigate first."

Zhuang Buyuan doesn’t need to be seen, and you can know that these deacons are inspecting the “talents” of the “Huangwushan Talent Market”.

After hearing these deacons’ discussions, those who didn’t know thought they were planning to commit crimes. But in fact, because of the particularity of the manor, only those who had lost hope were more likely to be taken over by the manor as servants and serve the manor.

Of course, until now, the quota of servants in the manor is only 200, and the quota of other courtyards is far from enough. There has never been as shortage of talents as it is now. Every quota of servants must be used in the most critical position, so you must be careful in your calculations and think carefully.

After having the person in charge of key positions, it is easy to say whether to recruit or train other ordinary staff.

Are you afraid that you won’t be able to hire someone if you have money?

Not to mention anything else, compared with urban construction, this little expense of manpower is really just a small one in the small one.

To support the initial operation of a city, only a few hundred people are enough. The income of a hammered person can support the operation of the government of such a small city for several years.

The advertisements have been posted now. The question now is, who is willing to leave home and go to the snowy Green Island, even if the salary is several times higher than that in the state, there are very few applicants.

While busy and investing in the village, Zhuang’s father was sitting on the sofa with a tablet computer watching the news.

Next to it, there is a thick stack of newspapers.

Recently, Zhuang’s father is very happy. Since the manor was upgraded, he immediately turned the old yard of his grandfather, whom he bought back, into a villa of the manor.

Then the whole family moved back to the renovated old yard.

Now this small yard is really like the "manor courtyard" not far from the Zhuang. There are three yards in front and behind. Lao Mao and Da Zhuang live in, Zhuang’s father and Zhuang’s mother live in, and as soon as they enter the yard, they are regarded as a winery shop. Lao Mao tinkers there every day to study winemaking utensils. He hasn’t made wine for decades, and Lao Mao is a little bit of a hand-broken, but no matter what the wine is brewed, for Lao Mao, this is probably the happiest day.

Zhuang’s father was also very happy. For him, Zhuangji Winery in Xucheng is the place to work, and this is the home.

After finishing work every day, I went home and had a hot meal made by my wife. I listened to my wife's concern for her well-being, so I was so happy.

He can finally live a life of a warm kang with his wife (no children).

The point is that there are no children.

If there is a village not far away, Zhuang Ma's eyes will be nothing but a village not far away, and there is no such thing as his husband.

So, until now, Zhuang Dad has kept the fact that the locked back door of the courtyard leads to the Void City. He must not let Zhuang Mom know this, otherwise she will scream: "Ahhh, I miss my son, I want to see my son."

Then he ran to find Zhuang not far away and left him alone.

Yes, you must not let Zhuang Ma know.

This is the only way to take my wife back from that brat!

After lunch and cleaning the table, Zhuang's mother looked at Zhuang's father who was crossing his legs beside him, and said angrily: "Every day, I sit there like an old man when I have supper, and I don't know how to clean up the table!"

"I'm doing a serious business!" Zhuang Dad shook the tablet in his hand, "Isn't this a lawsuit against the Fusang devils? I'm reading the documents."

"I don't know what you're busy with every day..." Zhuang Ma glanced at him, "Oh, I'm going to video with Xiaoyuan tonight, and I don't know how he is in that snowy place. You, the father, are so good. Let your son work hard alone in that place, and don't help..."

Dad Zhuang: "I..."

Can I help me?

"By the way, mom called me and asked me to come over. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, you can do me a favor."

"What?"

"I heard that a batch of debt-paying goods came to the factory and planned to deal with them at a low price. Tongtong's mother and I originally said we would go and buy something together, but now I can't go anymore. You can buy some for me in the afternoon."

Dad Zhuang was speechless, don’t you treat me like a rich man, and ask me to buy you these low-priced dumping items?

"Hear?"

"I heard that, my wife, I must have done everything! I will satisfy you!" Dad Zhuang quickly corrected his attitude.

The factory that Zhuang Ma mentioned was the unit where she worked before, called Wucheng Textile Factory. Twenty years ago, she was half dead due to poor management. However, a group of employees also expect it to occasionally get some blood to subsidize the household income, which is somewhat similar to Dazhuang Winery.

The so-called debt-paying goods are probably the debt-paying little money that was finally recovered before, and the other party had no money, so they used the goods to pay off the debt.

How could a rich man like Zhuang Dad go by himself? He called Mr. Chen of the winery: "Old Chen, today's special sale of Wucheng Textile Factory seems to be quite cheap. Please find someone to buy it for me. Your sister-in-law wants it..."

There agreed, and less than two hours later, he called back: "Mr. Zhuang, I bought it, it's really cheap!"

“How much did it cost?”

"It's less than ten million, and it's only so much that it's sold in such a large factory..."

"What? What did you buy?"

"Wucheng Textile Factory." Old Chen said.
Chapter completed!
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