After the Chinese New Year, the streets in the town have not yet recovered their traffic. All the New Year goods that should have been bought in the surrounding villages before the Chinese New Year, and now they are still immersed in the afterglow of the Spring Festival.

Su Changfeng hurriedly walked past the street with a black briefcase under his arm.

After looking at the time, I still had a while, I bought two meat buns from the side of the road and hurriedly ate them while walking.

When I arrived at the conference hall on the first floor of the town government office building, I carefully opened the door, and more than half of the people were sitting inside.

They are all village cadres in the surrounding villages.

He bent down and said, "Please give it up" and "borrowed" to a chair behind him.

There are about 100 villages in the town, and Zaohua Village has a seat this year. Su Changfeng still attaches great importance to this speech.

I prepared the manuscript for two days at home.

At the beginning of the meeting, a director at the beginning gave an hour's New Year's speech and a new outlook for the next year.

Next, each village will take out the things prepared for the new year.

The villages next to them are talking about how much tax revenue the village will have in the new year, which will contribute to the town by then.

Su Changfeng shook the manuscript in his hand, as if he was the only one who came to apply for funds.

Why, the situation in each village has been so good this year? Is their Zaohua Village at the bottom?

Everyone is showing off their merits. It seems that it is not good to ask for money when he comes here, right? It is not decent to read this. In the impression of the town leaders, their Zaohua Village must be a key subsidy.

I'm afraid the seats will be cancelled next year, right?

The secretary looked at the village on the list and went to Zaohua Village to speak.

Su Changfeng coughed dryly and looked around, while the others looked at him coldly.

Some people looked at him with encouragement.

Even thinking about clearing his nervous throat, Su Changfeng held back.

"The first item is that our village is preparing to build the Dragon King Temple. We hope that the cultural station in the town will support it and report it to the Municipal Cultural Bureau to apply for 20,000 yuan of funds."

The 20,000 yuan was the money he cut off himself. He thought about how to get at least 50,000 yuan, but it was because he used the village labor force to be cheaper.

Hearing this, the leader above was immediately unhappy.

The rise of culture now allows him to spread Chinese studies culture, not these folk superstitions.

Seeing the leaders' expressions unhappy, the cadres of the surrounding villages immediately said: "Every village is developing the economy. You Zaohua Village has nothing, and you still have to build the Dragon King Temple. Isn't this adding burden to the village's economy?"

"Yes, I think the roads in Zaohua Village were built in vain last year. Our village will open a factory this year. We are in a hurry to attract investment, but their village went back. It's really funny to go to build the Dragon King Temple."

The man laughed twice after saying that.

Others also made a buzz of ridicule.

"quiet".

The secretary above spoke, and everyone else stopped laughing and looked forward.

Waiting for this inexplicable village cadre to be refuted.

Unexpectedly, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked gently, "Why did you think of building a project to build the Dragon King Temple?"

When he asked this, the leaders of the town government sitting around him looked at him.

The secretary whispered something to the mayor. The mayor raised his hand and blocked it, signaling the secretary not to speak for now.

Everyone in the office knows that these gold-rimmed glasses were just transferred.

As expected, he was demoted as rumored, and he had no vision at all.

Obviously, this kind of project is not supported, and it is also a waste of time asking here.

However, the mayor did not allow interruption, so the secretary had to roll his eyes in his heart, continue listening, and record it in the notebook.

"that is--"

Thinking of the fact that the construction of the temple was also what my daughter said, Su Changfeng was not good at talking about the big talk, let alone flattering.

I could only say dryly: "The village needs it."

There was another buzzing laughter around.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses did not laugh at him like the people around him.

Still gently asked: "Did the villagers suggest this?"

Some villagers in some villages have special beliefs, but it is not a big deal to just rely on faith.

Su Changfeng thought about holding a meeting in the village. The villagers were not keen on building the Dragon King Temple. They were just a little enthusiastic when it came to wages.

Still a bit far-fetched answer: "Forget it, right?"

This uncertain and unconfident answer immediately received collective contempt from colleagues around him.

Which village is this?

Everyone whispered in a low voice.

Why haven't you seen it before?

The village cadres around who could come to attend the meeting basically knew each other. Only Su Changfeng was not good at socializing and had never had any contact with the people around him.

Everyone is not familiar with him either.

"It seems to be from Zaohua Village."

"Zaohua Village also received the road construction project last year?"

"This is a bit unexpected."

"Yes, I'm so poor that I don't have any projects worth investing in. Even the roads in the village are much harder to walk than other villages."

"When I think so, is Su Changfeng a little bit of a background?"

Hearing this, the speaker said contemptly: "If you have any background, you won't stay in Zaohua Village for more than ten years."

"Who knows if the meeting record is wrong, and Zaohua Village is included?"

The surrounding villages were full of ridicule about this person who had finally received a separate Q&A at a quiet meeting but still had no outstanding answers.

Although Su Changfeng is not good at speaking, he can still feel the contempt of these people.

His face became increasingly ugly.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses signaled that Su Changfeng would not have to stand restrainedly and could sit down.

He magically said to the mayor: "There is no problem with this project here."

He smiled and said, "Now, temples and Taoist temples in various tourist areas and ancient cities are widely praised and loved by the people. It is not unacceptable to build a Dragon King Temple here. Maybe it can develop tourism projects."

Now the discussion started buzzing again.

People in the surrounding villages are not convinced, so can we build such a temple?

Come on, last year was the same as the previous year, which village came, Oh, Xianshui Village wanted to build a fairy temple, and was scolded for being so bloody. This year, there is no seat. Do you still want to build a temple? Don’t dream.

The old city has cultural heritage, what is their Zaohua Village? It’s just a remote village that no one has ever heard of, and it also has tourism projects.

Pooh!

Everyone around them felt extremely sad.

But no one spoke.

When the mayor heard the man with gold-rimmed glasses, the mayor said nothing, but just raised his hand and the secretary wrote it down in the notebook.

pass.

Next, we came to the road construction matter that all villages were concerned about.

When the secretary saw that everyone looked over with a bright look.

I rolled my eyes again.

How much does this cost? I'm afraid everyone here can't figure it out.

It's so easy to approve it.

That's weird.

The secretary held his throat and said sharply: "The road construction work will be suspended this year."

"Why!!"

Su Changfeng was the first to stand up and questioned in disbelief and angry.

Everyone else looked at him in surprise.

This project was approved just now, it should be time to have a secret fun now.
Chapter completed!