Xing Jianqiang took a sigh of relief in his heart: The crayfish food factory is gone, and the three hundred acres of shrimp pond is his life. Success or failure depends on this, which is related to the development of the entire Nie Langpu.
Raising fish in cages, go to him, the rain this autumn is terrible enough.
Chen Lin also told him that from now on until 1998, try not to engage in fish farming in cages. I really want to do it. Let's talk about it in two years.
After suffering a loss once, Nie Langpu has no capital and eats a second time. Although he has kept his capital this year, he has no profit if he does not lose money.
If it were not for the sale of crayfish to each family, I really didn't know where the villagers' expenses came from. He Xing Jianqiang would be responsible for more than 60 villagers in the village.
At the desk of the village committee office, Diao Nan and others had confronted Xing Jianqiang for an hour, and no one could convince anyone.
"Director Xing, now we are engaged in fish farming in cages throughout the lake area, and the government also provides some loans, but you Nie Langpu will not do it. How do you tell me, the Director of the Fisheries Bureau, to convince the public." https:// https://
Diao Nan spoke without a heavy voice, but every sentence stabbed Xing Jianqiang like a sharp sword.
"Yes, these conditions are so good, the government provides loans, and there is no such shop after passing this village."
Zhou Lin, the chief of the Fisheries Department, took out a piece of paper from his bag and pointed to the underlined text on it and said emphatically.
"No need to repay the loan? If you lose money, what will you pay back?"
Lao Gatou is not polite. It's all for this. Who cares about your set, and how big shoes you wear, you know, you can't cut your feet and put on the small shoes you provided.
"Director Diao, our village is a small village with insufficient financial resources. The government provides loans, which is a good thing, but it only solves one-third of the funds. What about the other funds?"
Xing Jianqiang didn't want to make the matter bigger, and finally went to Mu Qingmin to solve it.
"Director Xing, don't you have funds?"
Zhou Lin seemed to be inspired by something. He helped the glasses frame and said, "You should provide a lot of money for the shrimp pond. First stop the shrimp pond and engage in net cage fish farming. No one really eats crayfish. I have eaten it some time ago. It's hard, shelly and meaty, and it's fishy."
"what did you say!"
Lao Ga's face flushed with anger, your kid is about to cut our money for your political achievements.
"Katou!"
Xing Jianqiang stopped Lao Gatou, otherwise he would have hit Zhou Lin with a shoulder.
"Director Diao, Chief Zhou, we really can't do fish farming in cages, nor can we do crayfish farming. We have already suffered a heavy rain, and we don't want to suffer any more losses next year." The new 81 Chinese website updated the most. Fast mobile phone: https:/
Diao Nan had heard of the autumn rain in late summer and early autumn.
"No one thought that there was still such a heavy rain in autumn, causing the barrage to open and release water, and some fishermen on both sides of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal were hit by disasters."
"Some fishermen were affected by the disaster?"
Lao Gatou's voice increased a bit, "It was most of the fishermen who were affected by the disaster, more than 80%. If it weren't for Brother Chen Lin, we would have lost everything."
"Chen Lin? Chen Lin knew that the barrage would be released in advance, so why didn't he tell everyone? Too selfish?"
Zhou Lin looked sarcastically.
"Chen Lin saw it raining and called me and asked if it rained in the lake area. We sold crayfish together. He asked me if the weather is normal. I saw the fish in the cages had their belly turned. Feeling that the air pressure is getting low and there is a little lack of oxygen, I decided to sell the fish in advance and make money back."
Xing Jianqiang glared at Lao Gatou, then turned around to explain to Diao Nan and Zhou Lin.
"Oh, that's it."
Zhou Lin didn't hear any flaws, and Xing Jianqiang said it was reasonable.
"Director Xing, if you don't engage in fish farming in cages, do you have other problems besides funding?"
Diao Nan wanted to ask for more information. He always felt that Xing Jianqiang's attitude was particularly resolute this time, which was completely contrary to the whole lake cage fish culture plan advocated by her.
This first fire burns so hard, how can the second fire and the third fire burn
"Brother Chen said that there will be big water next year, which will be bigger than this year, so we don’t let us raise fish in cages. Director Diao, he also suggested that I tell you about it. You see, let’s not do it in the entire lake area. Are you raising fish in cages?"
"what?!"
It's this Chen Lin again, why don't you go with yourself
From the Provincial Fisheries Research Institute airborne to Pei-C County as the director of the Fishery Bureau, many people are staring at it. It is so difficult for them to make some achievements!
What is the origin of this Chen Lin? Did I act as the Director of the Bureau of Fisheries to affect his interests? Which leader in H County is related to him
Diao Nan had many thoughts and thought about it in a mess, without a clue.
"Well, Director Xing, you don't have to engage in cage fish farming this year, but I want to make a bet with you?"
"bet?"
Xing Jianqiang and Lao Ga are a little confused, why are they betting? What does the bet have to do with whether we engage in cage fish farming
"Yes, bet. Didn't you mean that there was a lot of water in the year? Didn't fish farming in cages lose? This is how, if you are right, I will not interfere with all your Nie Langpu's aquatic products in the future. Ask, I also apologize to you and Chen Lin for failing to build a crayfish food factory in Nielangpu."
"This this?"
"Don’t say anything, I’m not done yet. If there is no big water next year and you will get a good harvest of fish in cages next year, don’t use your shrimp ponds. They are all used to raise carp. The carp with four nostrils is a specialty of our lake. Ah, you have the heart to give up? Also, Chen Lin will not come to Nie Langpu anymore, and never mix up with Nie Langpu."
To be honest, Diao Nan's move to draw a salary from the bottom of the tank is a bit ruthless, which means in a disguised form that she will have the final say in Nie Langpu's future.
Because Diao Nan firmly believes that she will win this bet.
From the beginning of Diao Nan's bet, Xing Jianqiang understood Diao Nan's layout.
No one can say the climate of next year, but judging from the climate of the past few years, the flood next year is a bit unfounded.
Diao Nan didn't even consider that he would lose, so the terms of the bet were unscrupulous, even a little bullying.
Zhou Lin watched his words and thoughts, and without losing the opportunity, he had already drawn up two agreements, in black and white, just waiting for the two parties to sign and draw.
Xing Jianqiang looked at Lao Gatou, and Lao Gatou looked at Xing Jianqiang. The two of them exchanged helpless eyes: Is the crayfish farming ruined in our hands, is this betting agreement to sign or not to sign
The two nodded vigorously at the same time, and still did not speak, but there was a clear brilliance in their eyes.
Brother Chen Lin, trustworthy!
We signed this bet!
For the sake of this trust, what is the 300-mu shrimp pond? What about the entire Nie Langpu? Brother Chen can't be wrong, this one alone is enough.
But making this decision was difficult, and the phone that I took out was put back.
Originally I wanted to call Chen Lin, but after thinking about it, I had to forget it. I couldn't bother Chen Lin with everything.
I'll talk about next year's affairs next year. This year, we must complete the 300-mu shrimp pond. We must be worthy of the whole village, County Mayor Mu, and even Brother Chen.
The red handprint was pressed on the snow-white A4 paper, and Xing Jianqiang sat down on the chair, feeling a little unconscious.
Zhou Lin smiled and put away their agreement, and walked out of the village committee one after another with Diao Nan.
Looking at the agreement in front of him with black letters on a white background and a red handprint, Xing Jianqiang thought of a person:
… Yang Bailao!