Wearing it on a tough girl, I became suddenly rich!

Everyone here is a human being, and no one understands that she doesn’t want to do it when she says this.

After finally finding a person with ideas and abilities, how could these old guys let go of this opportunity.

Zhu Yong frowned: "Although you are a little younger, it doesn't stop us old guys from being here to help you. As for what you said about reprimanding the elders, you are worrying too much. Anyone who doesn't want to make money can just not follow you. If you want to make money, you must listen to the village chief, this has nothing to do with the elders and the younger ones."

Kexin looked at Zhu Yong in astonishment. If I remembered correctly, he disliked her for being young, so why did he say so many words of approval for her in the blink of an eye.

"Grandpa Zhu, since ancient times, this village chief has always been a man, but a woman has never been allowed to be the village chief, and she is still a young person like me?"

Zhu Yong smiled and said: "There is a first time for everything. Our village is so poor. Who cares about the rules? As long as it can lead everyone to move forward, it doesn't matter whether you are a boy or a girl, big or small." "

Jiang Kexin: ....

Looking at these old antiques, they seem to want to push her up. Isn't this the village chief's inheritance?

She said dryly: "I don't have the ability. Grandpas should find other people to do it."

An Yugui seemed to have expected that she would refuse, and asked her: "Do you know why your grandfather, who resigned from the position of village chief a few days ago, did not succeed in resigning?"

Kexin looked at her grandpa and then at An Yugui. She really didn't know this, and no one at home said it, but she guessed: "We haven't elected the next village chief. If he does, my grandpa will naturally step down." .”

"You're only half right." An Yugui looked at Jiang Weili with a smile: "Brother Jiang, tell Jiu'er the rest."

Jiang Weili secretly complained about An Yugui's cunning words, and then told Ke Xin the most fundamental reason: "If the villagers choose him, he will naturally become the village chief. But if the villagers don't choose, I, the village chief, will continue. Go on until this breath is gone."

So, if she doesn't agree, then grandpa will always be the village chief?

Jiang Kexin couldn't believe it: "If the village can't elect a village chief, wouldn't the mayor choose it?"

In modern times, the power of the town mayor is not small. Isn't it a normal process to appoint a village chief? Why, is this place different from modern ones?

Jiang Weili wanted to be like this, but he really wasn't.

"The villagers are dissatisfied with the new village chief. No one listens to the village chief's words, which is equivalent to no one. Therefore, the village chiefs of each village are the people of the village and are elected by the people of the village."

With this explanation, I can understand it mentally.

An Yugui smiled and looked at Jiang Kexin with a gentle and kind side: "Jiu'er, do you want your grandfather to continue to suffer, or do you come to pick him up?"

“Can’t I choose neither of these two options?”

He smiled and shook his head: "I have to choose one."

But when she looked at her gray-haired grandpa, she looked at the remaining four people who were already enjoying a happy life. Comparing these two things, her grandpa was really too tired these years.

After a brief struggle, Jiang Kexin said with a cold face: "I can be the village chief, but the ugly words are ahead. If I lead everyone to get rich together, I will succeed. If I fail, if the villagers find trouble with my family, I will fall out. Those who don’t recognize people.”

Before An Yugui could speak, Ding Fu took the lead and said, "Don't worry, we are all running hard together. If you try your best, everyone will also try their best. There is nothing we can do about failure."

Cao Ke nodded: "What you are worried about, we will make it clear to the villagers. If anyone questions or they are unwilling to follow, then quit. Even if they succeed in the future, they will never be allowed to join. Since they can't Let’s forget about sharing hardships and enjoying happiness together.”

An Yugui didn't say anything, but he meant he agreed.

Now that she had said it all, she had nothing more to say. Soon, four respected old men accompanied Jiang Kexin out of the house.

Jiang Weili stood in the yard and shouted to the villagers: "Everyone go to the ancestral hall. The new village chief has been elected."

After saying that, the villagers rushed to the ancestral hall with a roar. People on the roof jumped down one after another, walked to the ancestral hall on hands and feet, and whispered with the people who were accompanying them.

Some people were brave and speculated whether the new village chief was Jiang Kexin, while others retorted that it couldn't be the case. Jiang Kexin was only fifteen and a girl, so how could she be the village chief.

Of course, I also thought it was Jiang Yongtian. After all, his family owned three cows in the village.

ancestral hall

Jiang Weili stood in the middle, four old men stood on both sides, and standing behind the village chief was Jiang Kexin.

He cleared his throat, looked at the villagers in the audience, and said in brief words: "Today, the four elders of our village jointly elected my granddaughter Jiang Kexin as the village chief of Anjia Village. Does anyone have any objections?"

There was a sigh of relief in the audience, and someone shouted: "How old is she, can she be the village chief?"

"Yes, this is the first time in my life that I have heard of a girl becoming the village chief?"

"No, isn't this just a joke!"

Those who were brave and not afraid of offending people shouted out, and those who were afraid of offending people whispered below. Jiang Weili listened to these words and did not refute, but looked at the person who shouted out with a smile, and said with a smile: "Since everyone doesn't agree, let's please choose one."

At this moment, the people who were discussing all closed their mouths, glanced wildly, and shushed the people on the stage.

"Since you are asked to choose, but you can't choose, these four old guys in our village help you choose, and you don't agree. It's okay if I continue to be the boss. I will be a hands-off shopkeeper. Do you agree?"

"How can this work? There will be no chaos in the village. I don't agree with it."

"Disapprove."

Jiang Weili spread his hands towards the old guys beside him, looking helpless: "Brothers, you see, I am powerless, you can do whatever you want."

Ding Fu was impatient. Seeing everyone still staring at men and women, talking about things, he stood beside Jiang Weili in two steps, looked at the rebuttals in the audience, pointed and cursed.

"Are you all well fed? You are older and you are all men. Then why don't your families buy cattle? Why don't your families eat meat? Why are your families not rich? You still have the nerve to say so. As a girl, think about what you are like. Compared with others, you don’t feel ashamed and ashamed. You are still acting like this. If that’s the case, we old guys won’t care.”

Zhu Yong raised his hand and said: "No matter who becomes the village chief in the future, my children and grandchildren will voluntarily follow Jiang Kexin. Regardless of success or failure, there will never be any complaints, otherwise there will be a thunderbolt."

These words were so cruel that they swore poison, which made Ke Xin dumbfounded and shocked her heart at the same time.