Village chief, your township enterprise sells laser cannons?

Chapter 7 I'm going to lead everyone down the right path!

Having received Hao Chuan's response, Lin Man, bathed in the setting sun, breathed a sigh of relief, exhaling the stale air towards the sea. His voice softened once more:

"Thank you, Captain Hao, for your support of Hongxing Village. I've been a bit busy these past few days. In a couple of days, I'll prepare two good fish, and we'll have a drink then!"

"Then I'll wait!" Hao Chuan's voice came from the phone, carrying a hint of anticipation, but Lin Man knew very well that this was just polite talk, and that the other party didn't have much time.

However, the necessary polite words must be said.

Taking another breath, Lin Man took the initiative to start a conversation and hung up the phone. He put his phone back in his pocket and instead of leaving the bridge immediately, he started walking along the bridge towards Mojiatan.

After crossing the bridge and looking at Mojiatan, which was very different from what he remembered but still carried some lingering memories, Lin Man felt a sense of relief for no reason.

Fortunately, some traces of memory remain, so I'm not completely clueless.

He walked into the roadside supermarket, browsed around, and returned to the counter with a carton of milk. Noticing the shopkeeper's accent, he asked in Mandarin:

"Hey boss, are there any fun places to go around here?"

"This place looked alright on the map, but after arriving here, it seems like there's not much to do?"

"You came two years ago and you still have some, but in the last two years..." Because he bought a carton of milk, the shopkeeper was very friendly, grabbing the carton with his left hand and the cash register with his right, scanning the barcode while sighing:

"If you had come a couple of years earlier, you could have gone to the beach park over there, enjoyed the sea breeze, had some barbecue, and drunk some beer."

"Back then, the roasted lamb and chicken, mushroom chicken soup, and herbal chicken soup at the beach park were absolutely amazing."

"You can also go night hiking."

"Besides these, you can also go grape picking these next couple of days. The little grapes may not look very appealing, but they taste amazing."

"And yellow crystal fruit, I don't know if you've ever eaten it."

"It's a pity though..."

The shopkeeper's tone was full of regret as he handed the milk to Lin Man. Before Lin Man could ask any questions, he plopped back in his chair, leaned back, and gave the answer himself:

"But that was a few years ago. In the last two years, their village chief has been trying to create a strong manufacturing village, saying that he wants to expand the village's factories, make them bigger and stronger, and create new glories."

"But for some reason, the two factories at the east end of the village didn't get off the ground and ended up with huge debts. They had no choice but to rob Peter to pay Paul."

"That beach park got worse and worse, the service got worse and worse, and eventually nobody came anymore."

"As for the picking garden, they said they're going to develop some new varieties, and then that variety..."

"It's a complete mess!"

"Business is getting harder and harder. If I hadn't been short of money when I took over this shop four years ago, I would have run away long ago!"

"Why……"

Amidst the boss's sighs, Lin Man recalled the messages his father, Lin Yaobei, had revealed during their phone conversations over the past few years.

In retrospect, it was simply a case of deeply entrenched problems that were difficult to reverse.

Carrying the milk, Lin Man followed the road he remembered through Mojiatan, finally stopping in front of a somewhat old-looking courtyard.

The courtyard gate was open, and people were talking inside. He knocked on the door, and the people in the courtyard all turned to look.

Facing these gazes, Lin Man walked into the courtyard with a smile, nodding and smiling at the tall, white-bearded old man in the crowd:

"Grandpa Mo, it's been a long time!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man with a full white beard. He then quickly turned to look at the middle-aged men beside him, and then reached out and nudged the middle-aged man on his right, urging him to get up quickly.

After the middle-aged man stood up, Master Mo waved to Lin Man:

"God of Literature, come and sit here."

"Xiao Dezi just said that Lin Yaokai wanted to talk to him about some things, and that you arranged these things. I was wondering if something went wrong."

"I can't believe you actually came back!"

"So what's going on?"

Lin Man placed the milk on the ground and sat down next to Master Mo, leaning back in his chair with a sullen expression. He said:

"Because of Lin Yaozu's affair, he was exiled back to become the village party secretary."

"On the way back, I also learned some things."

"So, since we haven't officially started work today and still have some free time, I came to visit the old man and also to find out what you all think."

"What can we possibly think? Of course, we support the work!" Before Master Mo could even speak, Mo De, sitting to his left, immediately chimed in, though his tone was full of sarcasm.

He had barely said a few words when he was glared at by Old Master Mo next to him.

Stopping Mordt from speaking, Old Master Mo tilted his head and looked at Lin Man:

"Wenquxing, tell me how you plan to clean up this huge mess?"

"I've heard that Lin Yaozu, that bastard, illegally raised hundreds of millions of yuan in the name of the village collective. He hasn't been killed yet, and those who were funded by him haven't figured out what's going on and haven't come over."

"Once those people realize what's happening, they'll definitely come to the village."

"When Lin Yaozu was the village head, we in Mojiatan didn't enjoy any good policies. So when there's trouble, please don't think of us!"

"The more than 100 households in Mojiatan strictly adhere to ancestral teachings and dare not do anything wrong!"

His words were sarcastic and clearly expressed his attitude.

Hearing this, Lin Man smiled calmly and pointed to his own nose:

"I am not Lin Yaozu, he is the village chief, and there is a village party secretary above him."

"I hold both the positions of village party secretary and village head, and I am also a party member."

"I'm not as boring as him. I'll lead everyone onto the right path."

"I'm here for two purposes. The first is to see everyone's attitude, and the second is to inform everyone."

"If you're willing to trust me, come to the electronics factory at the east end of the village at 9 a.m. tomorrow. I'll be there to discuss with everyone how to break this deadlock."

"It doesn't matter if I don't go."

"Just as you said, Master Mo, when good things happen, you shouldn't think of everyone, and when you have to take the blame, you shouldn't think of everyone either."

"Everyone should just do what they normally do."

After saying a few words, Lin Man stood up, patted his bottom, and then walked out of the courtyard under the watchful eye of Master Mo.

Only after his figure disappeared through the door did Morde turn to look at Master Mo:

"Third Master, what do you mean?"

Grandpa Mo rolled his eyes, picked up the milk Lin Man had placed on the ground, and said, "You two decide for yourselves!"

"I'm almost in my grave. You can't keep asking me for advice every day. What if I die someday? Will you have to chase me to my grave to give me advice?"

"But it's alright, I'll just remind you again."

"Lin Yaozu's violation of the law as village chief has become a typical case in the province. Even if Lin Man wants to pretend, he has to do it properly."

"You can decide for yourselves how to make the decision!"