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The first printing of 100 copies was sold out in less than a week. The publishing house is rushing to print, this time directly printing [-] million copies.

Liu Qingshan knew that this book was destined to become a big hit, not to mention 100 million copies, 1000 million copies were trivial.

When I saw Shan Xing, a 15-year-old girl, she had already gone abroad to sell books, and I was so envious of Writer Mo. She blinked her little eyes and said to the fifth child:

"Student Shan Xing, this Jiapigou Literature Award should be awarded to you."

Liu Qingshan was also very happy: "Brother Mo, you don't have to be late for a good meal. I dare say that in the future, you will definitely have the opportunity to be on the podium of the Nobel Prize for Literature."

Writer Mo also nodded with firm eyes, secretly making up his mind.

The reporter who came to interview the Jiapigou Literary Award was Guo Xiaolu, a reporter from Youth Daily. Originally, the focus of the interview was the award winner, writer Mo.

As a result, I accidentally got Shan Xing's deeds, which is more newsworthy: a 15-year-old talented female writer.

So I prepared to interview and report on Shan Xing, but was stopped by Liu Qingshan: "My sister is still young, let's talk about it in a few years."

He is familiar with Shanxing's temperament, he is quiet and doesn't want to live under the spotlight.

Guo Xiaolu was a bit puzzled: everyone became famous as soon as possible, and they were all focused on getting published in the newspapers. It's good for you, so just push it out.

Liu Qingshan saw that the reporter did not give up, so he said cheerfully to the other party: "Actually, if there is an interview, there are bigger news, but we have to wait for the reporter from the People's Daily to arrive."

"Mr. Liu, can you reveal it in advance?" Guo Xiaolu was tickled.

After coming to this small mountain village, he also gradually discovered that this place is simply a treasure, and there are so many things to discover.

There are two Nobel laureates living in this small village alone.

You know, looking at the whole country, there are only two of them.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Don't worry, we will know everything when our cooperative holds a dividend meeting."

Chapter 15 is simply a miracle!

When Lin Zizhou led two reporters to Jiapigou, the dividend meeting finally officially started.

Lin Zizhou is now the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper, and has also been promoted to the vice-president administratively, and there are internal rumors that there will be further opportunities in the future.

He also has a steelyard in his heart, knowing that the history of his fortune is closely related to the small mountain village in front of him.

Starting from the series of reports on Jiapigou, Lin Zizhou has already made his mark here.

"Qingshan, are you going to launch another large satellite this time?" Lin Zizhou knew that since Liu Qingshan asked him to come in person, there must be something important.

"Uncle, the main reason is that you work hard every day at the newspaper office, come here to relax." Liu Qingshan greeted cheerfully.

Lin Zizhou smiled and pointed with his finger: "You, you are still laying an ambush with me."

Reporter Guo from the Youth Daily also hurried up to say hello.

Dinner was eaten at Liu Qingshan's house, Yang Hongying didn't leave yet, just happened to get close to her little uncle.

During the meal, Lin Zizhou said to her: "I heard that the top ten young entrepreneurs in the country will be selected, Hongying, please prepare."

Liu Qingshan was unhappy when he heard it: "Uncle, what about me?"

"It's nothing to do with you. If you were to be selected as one of the top ten young entrepreneurs in the world, you would be the right choice." Lin Zizhou also joked.

"This is not a real relative, after all, it's one level behind."

Liu Qingshan muttered in dissatisfaction, making everyone laugh.

To be honest, if he participated in the selection, he would be a bit of a bully, and it would be better to exclude him.

There is a lot of fun on the wine table, and stews are of course indispensable on the winter table.

Big goose stewed in an iron pot, and hot sauerkraut soup, with some red peppers roasted in the stove, drinking a bowl, sweating profusely, warming the stomach.

After eating and drinking enough, and drinking a cup of herbal tea, everyone wandered into the meeting room of the team headquarters in groups of three and four.

When Liu Qingshan and the others entered the house, the room was almost full, and the captain uncle was yelling and chasing people away: "Just keep one person from each family, and just keep the shopkeeper!"

A woman yelled: "Aren't we afraid that our shopkeeper will hide his private money?"

Another female voice sounded: "I am the manager of the house!"

Zhang Lao Er couldn't help it when he heard this: "You prodigal bitch, who has the final say in our family?"

"It's me, what's the matter?" The old wilting daughter-in-law put her hands on her hips.

"I'm just asking, it's not enough to ask."

Zhang Laolan walked out, muttering in his mouth.

The atmosphere in the conference room was joyful.

It was the first time for reporter Guo Xiaolu to participate in this kind of occasion, and it felt very novel.

Seeing that the fifth child was also crowded in the crowd, he couldn't help asking, "Student Shan Xing, why don't you go out?"

"Our Shanxing is also a shareholder of the cooperative." Someone next to him replied with a smile.

After Captain Shuqing finished, the room was finally not so crowded.

As for the old branch secretary, Liu Qingshan and Lin Zizhou were invited to sit at the front desk, and Guo Xiaolu followed suit and grabbed a seat in front.

Several writers were also on the scene, mainly at the request of Writer Mo, and it was regarded as an experience of life.

He is more familiar with the countryside in his hometown, but he doesn't know much about the life in the countryside in the northeast.

"It's time for a meeting. Our annual dividend distribution meeting in Jiapigou will start soon."

The old branch secretary knocked on the table with his cigarette pipe, and the room fell silent immediately.

The old party secretary continued: "Lao Lin is also here today. He is our old friend from Jiapigou, as well as reporter Xiao Guo. Everyone is welcome."

People started to slap their hands, and there was a voice from a stick: "I'll be the first to receive the money later, take a good photo of me, I'm sure I'll be happy."

"Ganzi, just don't cry for a while." Boss Che replied with a smile.

After the old party secretary gave a brief opening remark, he asked Liu Qingshan and Lin Zizhou if they wanted to say a few words.

Seeing these two people waving their hands, he asked Captain Zhang to continue chairing the meeting.

Captain Zhang is also extraordinarily energetic today, and his speech level has also improved. He knows that he is in contact with major events at home and abroad.

He also took out a newspaper in a dignified manner: "It said that the leaders inspected the south, and especially emphasized that the essence of socialism is to liberate productive forces, develop productive forces, eliminate exploitation, eliminate polarization, and ultimately achieve common prosperity... "

Someone below was not happy: "Captain, the old party secretary is leading everyone to study during the day."

"Such important instructions need to be studied repeatedly." Captain Zhang finally concluded: "Anyway, we have always done this in Jiapigou, and we are taking the path of common prosperity."

On this point, everyone admits that although there is a difference in dividends, the difference is not too big, and even Zhang Ganzi has no objection.

Suffering from inequality rather than scarcity has always been the most acute social contradiction.

So decades later, the theme of common prosperity was brought up again.

But in Jiapigou, this problem basically does not exist.

The next step is that Uncle Boss will announce the income and expenditure situation. The first few categories are similar to last year.

Everyone already knew it in their hearts: It seems that 50 will definitely not escape.

The boss uncle suddenly raised his voice: "A few years ago, our cooperative contracted the overhaul factory in the county, and carried out transformation, imported production lines from abroad, and invited foreign experts, and finally tinkered with the AX-100 motorcycle."

"Last year's sales were very good, and we started to generate income for our cooperative, achieving a profit of more than 200 million yuan!"

The boss felt that there should be applause here, so he paused.

As a result, everyone was shocked by the news, and no one applauded before they digested it.

"Boss, did you read it wrong?" Da Zhang Luo's loud voice suddenly sounded.

The profit of more than 2000 million yuan, combined with other industries in Jiapigou, is probably the same amount.

"Of course, it's about [-] motorcycles."

Uncle Boss was in high spirits. In fact, when he heard this number just now, he was shocked.

Everyone fell silent, and began to think in their hearts.

Finally, Zhang Ganzi broke the silence: "Doesn't that mean that each of our companies will have to exceed 100 million in dividends this year?"

Boss Che nodded: "Yes, but it has nothing to do with you. You must donate your share."

Zhang Ganzi slapped his thigh vigorously: "It's not worth it, you're lying to me, you knew it beforehand, and you even lured me into a trap!"

"Who told you to do it yourself." Boss Che understood this time.

Zhang Ganzi was also in a hurry: "The captain said just now that the gap between the rich and the poor should be eliminated, and common prosperity should be realized. If I can't get the money, I'll go to the boss's house and share half of it first!"

Everyone is happy: the pole has improved.

The old branch secretary waved his hand: "Okay, just kidding, don't delay the business."

Zhang Ganzi wiped the sweat from his forehead before putting his heart back in his stomach.

The owner of the car announced his income: "Zhang Ganzi, this year's dividend is 99..."

"I haven't reached 100 million yet, boss, you can cheat me." Zhang Ganzi flicked up and down with his heart.

The current Zhang Ganzi has a strong sense of honor, and he keeps fighting against the owner of the car:

"How about the cooperative borrowing 2000 yuan from my family first, and we have to make up the whole thing."

Zhang Ganzi also figured it out. His dividends in the village are relatively small. In other words, Jiapigou will be upgraded to a million-yuan village this year. Wouldn't he be a drag?

At this moment, when the door opened, his wife Cuihua came in, took out a wad of hundred-yuan bills from her pocket, and put them on the table:

"My family can't hold back the cooperative, so I made up 2000 yuan, which is exactly 100 million yuan."

"Daughter-in-law, the money you took from your own family doesn't count." Zhang Ganzi said lazily.

Cuihua comforted him with a smile: "This is extra money I earned."

Zhang Ganzi blinked and blinked his eyes: "That's not right, our cooperative, how can there be any extra wages, Cuihua, you have to explain to me who gave this money, even if I am a cuckold, I have to know it ?”

Before he could finish speaking, his waist was pinched a few times by his wife: "I told you to talk nonsense, this is the labor fee from the cultivation of ginseng in other villages last year, and I will hand it over to the village when I come back. Keep it at home!"

Zhang Ganzi also laughed happily: "My daughter-in-law is the most capable!"

This time he raised his eyebrows again: "Boss, write the accounts for my family again, and the income is exactly 100 million. It can't affect our cooperative to become a million-dollar village because of me."

Million Dollar Village!

It was only then that everyone suddenly realized that the meeting room immediately started to boil.

I originally thought that it would take ten or eight years of hard work to achieve this goal, but the result was absolutely unexpected, and before I knew it, it would become a million-dollar village!

Lin Zizhou's face also couldn't restrain his excitement.

When Liu Qingshan invited him to come, Lin Zizhou had already guessed in his heart, but after hearing the number, the feeling was quite different.

Eight years ago, he witnessed the birth of the first [-]-yuan village, which seemed like yesterday.

In just eight years, from a ten thousand yuan village to a one million yuan village, as a witness, Lin Zizhou felt extremely proud and proud.

And reporter Guo Xiaolu was even more dumbfounded: Million Dollar Village, this is simply a miracle!

Writer Mo also suddenly realized: No wonder the prize money for this literary award is so high.

No, it seems that you really have to work hard, otherwise, a person who plays with a pen will be compared to a person with a hoe.

Writer Mo did not mean to look down on farmers, he also came from the countryside.

It's just that he was strongly stimulated at the dividend meeting.

The smile on Liu Qingshan's face also became extremely bright: the goals he set for the villagers have all been realized one by one.

And the original end point will become the current starting point, and continue to work hard towards the new goal.

In the end, everyone's gazes converged on Liu Qingshan in unison.

Because it was Liu Qingshan who advocated contracting the overhaul factory at the beginning, and then made suggestions to start the production of motorcycles. In just two or three years, it has developed into a pillar industry in Jiapigou.

It is really a happy thing to have such a guide in Jiapigou!

Chapter 16 Why not do it?

At the dividend meeting, each household received their own passbook.

Then they lined up in a few rows, holding passbooks, and a group photo came.