The reporter was arranged to live in the back room, and Chen Mu moved to the living room to be the head of the department.
There are only three rooms in the living area, one was used by his parents, and Chen Mu didn’t want to use it, the other was reserved for Chen Xiwen early on, and the one left for him was lived by Chen Mu. Now that the reporter comrades are here, they can only let to him.
Fortunately, the other party was only staying for a few days. Chen Mu was a young man, so it would be fine to sleep on the sofa in the living room for a while.
"Isn't it time to build a house dedicated to entertaining tourists?"
Chen Mu was thinking this while moving his bedding, pillows and other things to the sofa.
With more and more passengers coming to the gas station, this is indeed something he needs to consider.
Chen Mu's current itinerary is mainly to let the passengers arrive at the gas station in the afternoon, and then immediately leave for Yakash Village, trying to let them spend the night there. This is the most ideal state.
But sometimes things like flight delays and accidents on the road are completely uncontrollable. If tourists arrive late, the entire itinerary must be delayed. There is no way to start immediately, and the trip can only be made the next day.
At this time, tourists need to stop at the gas station.
As for the gas station, there are not enough rooms, so Chen Mu can only let the tourists sleep on the floor in the business room, or sleep in the living room.
It's okay when there are few tourists, but as more and more tourists come here, Chen Mu can feel more and more pressure from this matter, so he must solve it as soon as possible.
Of course, it is not difficult to build a house. He has already asked the old Uighurs. Anyway, the land to build the house does not cost money. As long as you have two to three hundred thousand yuan, you can build the house. If you can lay the foundation next to it first, it will be very easy to expand when the time comes.
After all, money can solve problems.
But Chen Mu doesn't have this sum of money on hand now, and there is nothing he can do.
"Take your time, you have to eat the meal one bite at a time, don't be in a hurry."
After Chen Mu made arrangements for the reporter comrades, he drove the little golden cup and was about to go to the big mullah of Alimu.
But not long after the car left the gas station, he suddenly changed his mind, thinking that instead of asking for help as soon as he arrived, he might as well go to the town to find out the situation first, maybe the matter would be easier to solve than he imagined.
So, he drove all the way to Bahe Town.
Three hours later, Chen Mu finally came to Bahe Town. He parked his car at the town government and walked in alone.
Still the same as before, the compound of the town government was deserted and there were not many people.
Chen Mu inquired with the doorman, asked the location of the office of the Land and Resources Office, and walked up to it.
In the office, he was greeted by a fat aunt, very similar to the one from the afforestation office last time.
The fat aunt looks like a member of the Xia tribe, but she wears a Uighur turban on her head. Looking at the overall dress style, she has a bit of the customs and habits of a Uighur woman.
"Where do you want to contract? How much do you want to contract? Is it an individual contract or a company contract?"
The fat aunt is a bit lazy, but the three consecutive questions are very accurate.
Chen Mu hurriedly reported the location of his gas station, and then said: "I'm a company contractor, I want to contract a hundred..."
When the words came to the fore, Chen Mu felt that the number reported seemed a bit small, so he quickly changed his words: "Well, I want to contract two hundred acres."
The fat aunt asked Chen Mu's company name and name, and learned a lot about it.
Chen Mu answers every question, just like an elementary school monk answering the teacher's questions in class.
It was already more than ten minutes after the questioning session ended.
The fat aunt put on her presbyopic glasses, clicked on the work software in the computer, and looked up the information on the land that Chen Mu wanted to contract.
Chen Mu waited quietly, thinking that his "two hundred mu" would actually be less. With his current tree planting speed, the two hundred mu of land would not last long.
But he didn't dare to ask for more, after all, he hadn't figured out how much the contract fee would cost. If someone quoted a sky-high price, wouldn't he be beaten to death on the spot
After waiting for a while, the fat aunt finally found out the result. She looked at Chen Mu seriously and said, "The land you want is not under our control."
"What?"
Chen Mu was taken aback.
The fat aunt said again: "The land on the Qianjiang Highway is under the management of the Land and Resources Bureau of City X. If you want land, you have to ask them."
Misty Grass…
After so long, you gave me such an answer
Chen Mu was speechless.
I asked so many questions before, it was a waste of time.
Feeling helpless, he left the Land and Resources Office. He looked at the time. It was unrealistic to rush to City X at this time. Even if he went there, he would have already closed the door to get off work, so he could only drive his little golden cup and head for the gas station.
"Go again tomorrow!"
Back at the gas station, Chen Mu parked the little gold cup and said something to himself.
Walking in, Chen Mu was about to talk to Alexandra and let the child go home, but he didn't expect to see Chen Xiwen in the business room, seeming to be making instant noodles.
Chen Mu was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Why did you come back so soon?"
At first, I thought that the female doctor would leave for at least three to five days, but I didn't expect to come back after only one night.
Chen Xiwen took the noodles to the table, and while eating big mouthfuls, he replied: "I just went to a village, and found that two old people were in serious condition. I don't think it can be delayed any longer. I got their blood test results, so I came back first."
"oh!"
Chen Mu thought for a while, walked down beside the female doctor, lowered his voice and said, "A reporter from "W City Evening News" came to see you, do you know?"
"I saw it just now."
The female doctor nodded indifferently: "We chatted for a while just now, well, my mind is full of those two old people's affairs now, and I am really not in the mood to chat with him, so I deal with it a few words, and then it's over."
"ah?"
Chen Mu blinked, and tried to persuade him: "When a reporter comes to interview you, it will make you famous. Are you wasting this opportunity in vain?"
"I really don't care about it."
The female doctor didn't raise her head, and said: "You don't know, although I only went to one village this time, I found that the situation here is really serious. Many people in the village seem to have no problems, but their health In fact, there are more or less problems, especially those old people... Alas, it is really dangerous, so I have to deal with this matter first."
After a slight pause, the female doctor gulped herself down, and said, "I'm going to City X tomorrow to take the old man's blood sample to the hospital's laboratory, um, lend me your car."
After thinking about it, Chen Mu said, "I'll accompany you for a walk tomorrow, anyway, I have something to go to X City."
"Thank you, Chen Mu."
The female doctor continued to finish the noodles, then dragged her tired body back to her room to sleep.
…
The next room of the female doctor.
The reporter comrades are facing the laptop, writing frantically.
Although Dr. Chen had treated him coldly just now, he had already obtained the information he wanted, which gave him a thorough understanding of his in-depth report this time.
Moreover, he can see the exhaustion on Dr. Chen's body, which makes him feel more respect for this "most beautiful doctor for poverty alleviation". It is precisely such a person who can do such a touching thing.
How can those people who are passionate about fame and fortune stay in this desert, working hard for the ordinary and ordinary people
Yes, this sentence should be used.
Crackling...