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Fortunately, most of them are regular customers, in groups of three or four, assigned to each household, and there are no exceptions.

After dinner, the big horn in the village rang. It turned out that every household was called to attend the year-end dividend meeting.

Last year's dividend, Liu Qingshan was abroad and couldn't come back; this year happened to catch up with him at home, so the old branch secretary and Captain Zhang discussed it and decided to deal with it as soon as possible.

So the shopkeepers of the various shopkeepers began to stroll to the team headquarters. Among the guests, many people were very interested in this and went to join in the fun.

The result of this is that the meeting room is full of people, just like bean bags.

"Smokers will be strangled to death!" The old branch secretary in front shouted, and then took the lead in putting away the small cigarette pouches.

Writer Wang Er also came, and my heart became more balanced.

Liu Qingshan also sat in the front. He has basically stopped intervening in the operation of the cooperative for the past two years, and is only responsible for the general direction of development. He really doesn't know the specific benefits of the cooperative.

First, Captain Zhang called the roll call. In addition to the original members of the Jiapigou Cooperative, there are also more and more members every year.

For example, Wei Tiezhu, several teachers from the village primary school, and this year's newcomer Bai Liyan and other agricultural technicians.

Then Uncle Boss announced the income and expenditure of the cooperative, and first announced the expenditure:

The largest project investment of the cooperative this year is to plant ginseng, and the various expenses add up to more than 500 million.

Those guests who attended the meeting were all stunned when they heard it: This hole is really not small!

For a cooperative with only more than 50 households, the expenditure of 500 million is indeed a bit scary.

The second big expenditure is to increase the fund for the Jiapigou Literary Award, 70 US dollars.

This amount is also not small, and those outsiders were secretly shocked when they heard this: How much money can only be made in a year, and it is estimated that every family will have to add money after the final calculation.

Other miscellaneous small expenses, such as the purchase of two cars, a few large trucks, etc., are considered small money.

After the boss uncle finished reading out the expenses, the old branch secretary coughed lightly:

"These will not affect our dividends this year. These two sums of money are all paid out of the cooperative's public accumulation."

As soon as the word was finalized, the villagers didn't react much, and the guests were secretly shocked: This cooperative is really rich!

When they looked at the old party secretary again, they all felt that this little old man, who was somewhat simple, exuded a domineering aura from his whole body.

Everyone couldn't help sighing in their hearts: If you have money, you have confidence.

Over the past few years, the public accumulation of the cooperative has also increased year by year, and most of the money has been invested, such as the purchase of real estate such as Jiapigou Shanhuo Store.

Although nothing can be seen in the short term, the value of these investments can be reflected after a few decades.

Next, Uncle Boss began to announce the income of the cooperative:

The first category is the newly added items. Even Liu Qingshan was a little surprised that this was actually the income brought by the tourism industry.

You know, the tourism industry has not yet risen, and Jiapigou can be regarded as a step ahead.

There are tickets for the Dinosaur Fossil Museum and the Ancient Human Relics Museum, with a total of more than 5000 people.

Each ticket costs 850 cents, and the total income is [-] yuan.

"Hey, it's not enough to pick a fee." Zhang Ganzi yelled, it's really not enough, these two museums, hired security guards, guides, etc., have to be responsible for the expenses.

There are also daily electricity bills, heating costs, and maintenance costs, all of which require money.

At this time, Liu Qingshan said: "This is a good start. In the future, it will definitely become the signboard of our Qingshan Town and Jiapigou, attracting countless tourists."

While talking, he groped among the crowd: "Is Xiu girl here?"

"This, this." Chu Yunxiu's voice came from behind the crowd.

Liu Qingshan showed a smile on his face: "Xiu girl has made a lot of contributions to our Jiapigou's tourism industry and deserves to be commended."

"What's the reward then?"

"Well, let's offer verbal praise." Liu Qingshan said solemnly, causing a chuckle.

Immediately, Chu Yunxiu hummed twice: "Then I will come to eat the big family every day from now on."

The villagers may not realize the future prospects of the tourism industry, but Liu Qingshan knows that this area must be taken seriously.

In addition to the income from tickets, the rest is to provide tourists with accommodation, catering and other income. These fees are not very high at present, so the profit is limited, and the total income is less than 50.

On average, each tourist is only a few tens of dollars.

It's unimaginable to spend only a few dozen dollars for a trip.

The guests who participated in this kind of dividend conference for the first time were a little worried: It seems that the income is not high?

Uncle Boss continued to announce that the second item is dividends from companies such as pharmaceutical factories and wild vegetable factories.

Although these are Liu Qingshan's enterprises, the cooperatives all hold [-]% of the shares.

Even though [-]% is not much, it can't stand the high profits of these companies, just like pharmaceutical companies, whose profits have exceeded tens of millions.

Therefore, the cooperative has a total income of more than 200 million.

The guests also felt a little excited: this is not a lot, but it seems that it is not enough to plug the hole.

The third item is the income from mountain products. The total income of various mushrooms, fungus, ground vegetables, morels, and truffles is 350 million US dollars.

As soon as this number came out, outsiders were dumbfounded and thought they were a poor listener. Most people wondered: Did they hear an extra ten thousand word just now?

The fourth item is the income from breeding: this is also quite a lot, especially the live animals exported to the Middle East, and the profits are also in the millions.

This is just Jiapigou. Looking at the entire consortium, this figure is more objective.

The same idea came to the minds of the guests: No wonder, the big head is behind.

And the most powerful thing is that these people's income is still foreign exchange earned through exports, and all the money they earn is foreigners' money, which is too awesome.

The fifth item is agricultural planting, mainly exporting Songjiang green rice and so on.

In the end, the total income announced by the boss uncle has exceeded 2000 million yuan.

In the crowded meeting room, applause resounded, and the roof of the room was almost lifted.

Of course, the villagers were delighted from the bottom of their hearts, while the guests were full of envy and blessings.

Those who can come here are all relatives and friends, so no one feels jealous.

But to say shock, there is still some, never imagined that such a small mountain village has such a powerful energy.

"It will definitely reach 50 villages this year, okay, can 100 million be far away?"

Of course Lin Zizhou was also there, so he took it as a matter of public and private considerations, and wrote a good report after returning.

Today, the history of Jiapigou's wealth has become a very typical series of reports, which has attracted widespread attention from the whole society.

The old party secretary has become a leader in getting rich through hard work, and was awarded the National Model Worker this year.

"Hurry up and share the money, I have to feed the pigs again at night."

Zhang Ganzi yelled, and the others followed suit. Of course, things like paying money are welcome.

That's why Uncle Boss announced the income of the members of the cooperative. According to the usual practice, the first one is the pole, which is 49 yuan in total.

Zhang Ganzi became anxious when he heard this: "Boss, can the cooperative lend me 50 yuan first, and I have to make up an integer of [-] yuan!"

"How can there be such a rule, you boy, go back and reflect on yourself, you belong to the group that is slowing down, and because of you, we can't become a 50 yuan village."

The old branch secretary glared at his nephew, which made the guests feel a little awkward: it can't be compared.

Zhang Ganzi squeezed forward, took the passbook, and muttered:

"Thanks to my long-sightedness, I usually saved a lot of bristles and sold them for more than 1 yuan. After calculating the total account, the income was more than 50 yuan. I didn't hold back the cooperative."

Captain Zhang also widened his eyes when he heard this: "I'm still wondering why those wild boars are all bald on their backs, and they were all cut off by you kid. This is public property and must be confiscated!"

In this day and age, the Purchasing Department also buys pig bristles to make brushes and the like.

It's just that if each family kills a pig, it won't get much, so I don't care much.

But there are many brothers under Zhang Ganzi's hands, and they are all wild boar skewers.

"It's okay if I borrowed it first, and I'll pay it back next year when I get a dividend." Zhang Ganzi still has a sense of collective honor and chirps lazily.

In the end, it was Liu Qingshan who spoke and asked Uncle Ganzi to achieve the achievement of a household of 50 yuan.

"Cut the bristles, no, I'll feed the pigs first!" Zhang Zhuo squeezed out and ran away without a trace.

This sense of collective honor needs to be supported and cultivated.

The subsequent dividends will be much smoother, and the income of each family is 60 to [-].

Some are relatively small, because they have not yet joined the company, so they earn wages.

Shan Xing is also one of the rare types, in the early 40, the little guy took the passbook with a smile, and then handed it to his mother Qian Yuzhen.

Qian Yuzhen caressed her daughter's head: "You keep it for yourself, and do more meaningful things in the future."

She also knew that her daughter donated a box lunch for the Asian Games, and it was published in the newspapers. Of course, she supports her daughter's actions.

Shan Xing nodded, then handed the passbook to Lin Zhi: "Er Niang, you should keep it for me."

There are two mothers, the little girl is lucky, besides, there is also Liu Qingshan who is also a father and brother.

Grandpa Dumb's dividend is similar to that of Shanxing, but he still has shares in the pharmaceutical factory, so it's not a hindrance.

In the past two days, the dumb grandfather has not returned to the mountain, so he took the passbook with his own hands, and handed it to Liu Qingshan cheerfully.

Seeing Master's gesticulation, Liu Qingshan also nodded solemnly: "Master, don't worry, this money will definitely be used to purchase Chinese medicinal materials needed to treat AIDS."

More than 40 yuan was donated, and everyone responded with warm applause, full of respect for this indifferent old man.

The dividend distribution conference ended successfully amid applause.

Writer Wang Er witnessed the whole process, and his heart was full of excitement: This small mountain village has entered the golden age ahead of schedule.

He can't wait to go back to his residence now and write down all this.

The people gradually dispersed, but Liu Qingshan led Shan Xing to the front of Wang Er writer, Shan Xingwen bowed quietly:

"Mr. Wang, this is a novel I wrote, please give me your opinion."

Oh, it's amazing, dare to try novels at such an age, regardless of the quality of the writing, this courage and love are worthy of respect.

Writer Wang Er didn't hold back at all, and took over a thick stack of manuscript paper:

"Learn from each other, I will read it first, and then I will give you my opinion, hey, who moved my cheese, very interesting name."

He originally wanted to go back to his residence and read it carefully, but he was immersed in it without knowing it.

Read it in one breath, forty to fifty thousand words, not too long.

Writer Wang Er raised his head, rubbed his eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, he just wanted to smoke a cigarette right now, to calm down.

But after taking out the cigarette, he saw Liu Qingshan holding the medicine bottle and shaking it in front of his eyes.

Writer Wang Er simply threw the cigarette away: "Well, this is really written by you, Shan Xing, right? You deserve the Jiapigou Literature Award more than me!"

Chapter 921 Hello, [-]!

Shan Xing and Xiao Laosi have different personalities, and the two happen to be still and moving.

The quiet Shan Xing gradually fell in love with writing. With the guidance of her eldest brother-in-law and brother Wang, she has made visible progress every year.

After Liu Qingshan told Shan Xing the story of the two little mice, He Heng and Haw, and the two dwarves, Shan Xing began to create.

After it was finished, I also showed it to my eldest brother-in-law and Writer Lu. These two are good at writing realistic subjects, and they didn't give much advice.

Writer Wang Er is different. He has studied abroad, and he is not a formal liberal arts background.

Speaking of his profession, many people probably would not have thought that he was one of the earliest programmers.

Perhaps it is this kind of thinking that makes the works of writer Wang Er very unique in the literary world, a bit maverick.

Because of this, Liu Qingshan asked Shan Xing to refer this work to Wang Er, the writer.

Different students need different teachers.

"My elder brother gave me the idea, and I wrote it myself." Shan Xing glanced at Liu Qingshan, his clear eyes were full of true feelings.

Liu Qingshan is the most important person in her life, even above her mother and second mother.

So, writer Wang Er also looked at Liu Qingshan: "Great idea, but student Shanxing, your book can have more profound and extensive social connotations, which need to be explored."

At first glance, this is an allegorical novel, but writer Wang Er keenly feels that the four characters in the book have extensive practical significance.

"It may be related to your age and social experience. It is very rare to be able to write like this." Writer Wang Er helped Shan Xing analyze it together.