Since early in the morning, many people from nearby have gathered towards the farm.
The advertising effect of the posters is still very useful. With the promotion of the town government, the opening ceremony of the farm spread throughout the town.
For many years, food can be grown in a serious manner in the desert, which is simply unheard of by the local people.
Recently, when the rice is entering the mature stage, many local people will come to the farm to watch the yellow rice fields and even take pictures.
For them, who doesn't have a few acres of land, it's just because it's all desert and there's no way to grow things.
If Muya can really grow food on the farm, then they may have the opportunity to grow it in the future, which is definitely a great thing.
Therefore, when they heard that the opening ceremony of the farm was going to be held, most of them were willing to join in the excitement.
The ceremony of opening the sickle is scheduled to be held at ten o'clock. It is said that it was calculated by someone, and it is an auspicious time.
Chen Mu didn't know who made it up, but since Sadiq personally notified him, of course he understood and resolutely waited until the auspicious time to start.
Before seven o'clock in the morning, the surrounding people had already come over one after another.
Because of the posters, they all brought their own small benches, rushed to the farm from their respective villages, and then sat down in front of a big temporary stage set up by the farm.
When it was almost ten o'clock, tens of thousands of people came to the farm, which made the whole scene a bit crowded.
It officially arrived at ten o'clock, and the leading convoy finally arrived.
Originally, Chen Mu had already made preparations, and the leader of the big thinking would definitely come, and the leader of the Agriculture and Rural Bureau should also come.
But what he didn't expect was that there were more than ten cars in the convoy, and it seemed that the leadership team of the whole thinking had come.
What big fight
Is it too much face
Chen Mu secretly muttered in his heart, feeling a little wrong.
After the convoy stopped, everyone in the car got off, and Chen Mu finally knew why.
because-
The provincial leaders also came.
All the bigwigs from the province are here, and the leaders of the city, big and small, naturally have to accompany them, so there is such a long motorcade.
This is really flattering, Chen Mu hurriedly pulled Cheng Zijun forward to greet him.
At the same time, he secretly gestured towards Kurbanjiang who came to help, and the musicians who had been waiting for a long time immediately played enthusiastic music, creating an atmosphere of welcoming the leader on the spot.
"Welcome the leader to come and guide."
Chen Mu shook hands with the provincial leaders in the past, with a sincere tone.
"Good job, lad."
The provincial leader is very familiar with Chen Mu. After a compliment, he criticized very impolitely: "But your new rice variety is harvested for the first time. Why didn't you tell me about such an important moment? You don't know that our province Have the leaders here been very concerned about this matter?"
"No, leader, I didn't expect this... The main reason is that you are busy with work, and we have just started large-scale planting. We only have this 3,000 mu of land, so I dare not disturb you. I plan to plant 10,000 mu of land next season, and then ask you report."
This time, Chen Mu had already sent invitation letters to various units and departments in the city, and he thought it was thoughtful enough.
Unexpectedly, there was still a "leakage". The leaders of the province said that they did not receive the invitation letter and were very dissatisfied. How should this be said
The provincial leader actually didn't mean to criticize Chen Mu. After hearing what Chen Mu said and accepting his reasons, he smiled and said, "Three thousand acres is already a lot. You can plant three thousand acres. , I believe that 30,000, 300,000, or even 30,000,000 acres will be planted in the near future... So, I want to come and see for myself today, to cheer you up, and hope that you will continue to work hard in the future."
"Thank you for your support."
Chen Mu immediately agreed loudly.
The leader's words are nice to listen to. Where is his position, it's really easy to make people feel like he's been beaten when he says something to cheer him up.
The provincial leader turned his eyes, looked at Cheng Zijun, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Xiao Cheng, Cheng Buchang, is he in good health recently?"
"Thank you for your concern, my dad is in good health."
Cheng Zijun quickly reached out to shake hands, and replied at the same time.
The provincial leader said with an air of reminiscing about the past: "Cheng Buchang and I worked together in Lunan at the beginning. Although it was only a short two months, we had a lot of contact and we knew each other well. After so many years, although I have never had the chance to see him again, I still miss him very much, if you have the chance, say hello to him for me."
"Okay, leader, I will."
Although Cheng Zijun didn't like socializing on such occasions, he was very decent when socializing, and he didn't look like a fool at ordinary times. He said seriously: "Before I came to Jiangqi, my father also told me that he and Leading some of the things you worked with in the past, although he couldn't get in touch with you because of work, but he always remembered you and respected you very much."
The provincial leader waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, let's stop greeting and go in quickly, so as not to miss the auspicious time for opening the sickle."
Cheng Zijun led the provincial supervisors to the farm in the first place, while Chen Mu stood at the door and greeted the thinking leaders behind them one by one.
"The provincial chief is coming, even with so many leaders, you don't tell me... Tsk, Brother Qiu, you're not doing it properly."
After Chen Mu welcomed the thinking leader and the others into the farm, he couldn't help complaining to Qiu Yuanguang.
Qiu Yuanguang said with a smile: "I didn't know that the provincial leader was coming. The big leader only received a temporary notice yesterday. You can't blame me for this."
Chen Mu asked, "Then what's the arrangement for today? How about arranging for the leaders to have dinner in the town after the sickle-opening ceremony?"
Qiu Yuanguang shook his head: "Don't think about it too much. The provincial leader has already said that he will leave as soon as the opening ceremony is over. Our chief leader also has other schedules."
"Leave in such a hurry, and don't give a chance to receive him."
Chen Mu was complaining, but he relaxed in his heart.
With so many leaders here all of a sudden, they don't know how to arrange meals for them. The conditions of the farm are shabby and it's really hard to entertain them.
Qiu Yuanguang said: "Let's start quickly. It's best to get the data per mu yield today, so that the leaders can witness it with their own eyes."
After a slight pause, he lowered his voice and said, "Today, while the leaders are all here, get out the preliminary data, and the publicity can start at the propaganda outlet. This matter must be paid close attention to, it is a political task."
"okay, I get it."
After Chen Mu and Qiu Yuanguang talked a few words, they got up again.
While he was busy, a Uighur girl suddenly came over and called him, took him aside and said, "something has happened, maybe we can't harvest today."
"What's the meaning?"
Chen Mu was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help looking at the large combine harvester parked beside him.
These large combine harvesters have been rented early, and they were shipped yesterday. Today, they are only waiting for an order and can be started immediately. Why can’t they harvest
The Uighur girl said: "The boss of their company called me just now..."