Rebirth in 1985

Chapter 4 Contract ()

The next morning, Lu Shaohua went to school early. His father went to borrow money last night, and when he came home late at night, he brought back 5,000 yuan. Lu Shaohua looked at the 5,000 yuan and seemed to have no expression. In his previous life, 5,000 yuan was nothing. "Now everything is ready, only the east wind is missing."

The "East Wind" of course refers to the contracted land, and the other thing is to say hello to the village committee secretary. As long as the official nods and agrees, everything else is not a problem. After all, the oranges grown by some villagers are like hot potatoes, and they can't wait to get rid of them. Now that someone has contracted them, they are of course happy.

As for the management experience and seedlings of litchi, Lu Jiayao went to his distant brother-in-law's house when Lu Shaohua went to class, so it was probably not a difficult task. The litchi harvest season had just passed, and it was just right to cut off the branches and leaves so that seedlings could be cultivated.

Lu Shaohua was still leaning on the table thinking about something like he did yesterday. He didn't attend the class at all, and the teacher seemed to treat Lu Shaohua as invisible, ignoring him and letting him be distracted.

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"bell"

Lu Shaohua stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. He murmured to himself, "School is finally over. It's too boring to stay in school. I have to find a way to get rid of the fate of going to school."

When he got home, he found Lu Jiayao sitting in the living room, as if waiting for him. "Dad, you're back? Did your uncle agree to help cultivate the seedlings?"

"Well, I agreed. Those branches of his need to be sawed off anyway. It will only take a little effort to do it for us. Once the cultivation is done, he will send someone to notify us." Lu Jiayao was in high spirits with the smooth progress of things.

"That's good. Let's go say hello to the village committee secretary in the evening. There shouldn't be any problem." Lu Shaohua spoke in a mature tone, without any expression, as if things were going smoothly as expected.

After what happened last night, Lu Jiayao was no longer surprised by Lu Shaohua's mature tone. But this reminder made him remember that he really had to tell the village committee secretary about this matter. If he rashly contracted with other villagers, it would not be good to find an excuse to cause trouble without the village committee secretary's approval. "The word 'official' has two mouths." "Okay, come with me in the evening."

"Okay, Dad." Lu Shaohua answered readily. Even if Lu Jiayao didn't ask him to go, he would have gone with him. After all, Lu Jiayao was a well-known honest man in the whole village. If he went to deal with officials, he would definitely suffer losses.

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During the afternoon class, Lu Shaohua, who was sitting in the back row, was writing something on the paper. If you looked closer, you would think you saw a ghost, because Lu Shaohua wrote dense words on the paper. Even a sixth grader might not be able to understand them all, because some of the words were beyond the reach of a sixth grader. You can imagine how exaggerated it was. A first grader could write words that a sixth grader couldn't understand. Wouldn't you think it was a ghost?

Lu Shaohua was concentrating on the paper at this moment, not realizing that there was a pair of eyes next to him curiously staring at what he wrote. The pair of eyes belonged to the teacher of this class. The teacher thought he was doing his homework, but then he thought that it was only less than two days after the start of the school, so it was impossible for him to assign homework. So he walked over, but when he saw what Lu Shaohua wrote, he was stunned, because the content was too scary. At the top of the paper, there were four big words written: "Contract". Below it was also written.

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That's right, Lu Shaohua was drafting a contract, writing a land contract with the village government. Lu Shaohua had heard a lot in his previous life. When dealing with officials, it is better to have a written document as evidence. Otherwise, if the lychee situation is very good that day, it is inevitable that others will be jealous and take the lychee orchard for themselves, and then the loss will outweigh the gain.

"Oh, it's finally finished." Lu Shaohua breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he found a pair of eyes staring at the 'contract' he had written.

"Oh! Teacher." Lu Shaohua was just a little surprised, but then he calmed down and called out politely as a greeting.

The teacher ignored Lu Shaohua's greeting and said excitedly, "This... This... was written by you?"

Lu Shaohua had no choice but to nod helplessly, indicating that he wrote it.

"Ah, genius, genius, genius." After saying the word "genius" three times, the teacher stared at Lu Shaohua with strange eyes.

Lu Shaohua was so shocked that he felt hair all over his body.

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In the evening, after dinner, Lu Jiayao took Lu Shaohua to the home of the village committee secretary. As soon as he entered the house, Lu Jiayao took a stick and handed it to the "village committee secretary", then smiled. "Secretary."

"Well, what do you want to talk to me about?" Secretary Tang Baolong spoke in an official tone, looking at Lu Jiayao with a look that was obviously mixed with a hint of disdain, and he didn't even bother to ask him to sit down.

Lu Jiayao was speechless. "Nothing...

Lu Shaohua, who was standing nearby, was very dissatisfied with his father's performance and muttered in his heart: "Hmph, he's just a village committee secretary, what's so great about him." But he still knew his father. He was too honest and would be ashamed to meet a lowly official.

Lu Shaohua couldn't bear to see his father continue to embarrass himself. "Let me tell you."

"Oh, go ahead." Tang Baolong was a little surprised, thinking to himself, "How old is this kid? How dare he be so bold in front of me, the secretary? Is he a fool?"

"Well, our family doesn't want that piece of orange orchard land anymore. As you know, oranges have been hard to sell in recent years, and we've been losing money every year." Lu Shaohua said while signaling Lu Jiayao with his eyes not to speak. He was afraid that Lu Jiayao, this 'honest' father, would ruin his plan. This tactic of playing hard to get was something he had thought about for a long time before coming up with.

Hearing Lu Shaohua's words, Tang Baolong's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "If one family comes to return the land, then all the dozen or so families with orange fields will come to return the land, and that will be a disaster." Thinking of this, Tang Baolong immediately smiled, and his expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book. "Don't worry about this, come, come, sit down first, and let's sit down and talk slowly."

Lu Shaohua looked at him with disdain.

After they sat down, Tang Baolong spoke slowly: "The land issue cannot be withdrawn. We could have signed the contract that year."

Tang Baolong thought that he could push Lu Jiayao back by using the contract as an excuse, but he never expected...

"Oh, yes, there was a signed contract, but the last clause in the contract said: If the benefits are not good, the contract can be terminated early." Lu Shaohua had read the contract when he was at home, and there was indeed such a clause, so he dared to use the tactic of playing hard to get.

This time it was Tang Baolong's turn to be dumbfounded, with cold sweats pouring down his face. Now he no longer dared to think that this kid was a "fool". He kept thinking about how to persuade Lu Jiayao not to give up the land, as it was related to his political achievements and financial prospects. If one family gave up, there would definitely be others who would follow suit.

Tang Baolong looked at Lu Jiayao, as if to ask, does your child keep his word?

After receiving Lu Shaohua's hint, Lu Jiayao decided not to get involved anymore, so he nodded to indicate that Lu Shaohua had the final say.

"That's easy to talk about. We can discuss it slowly. I know the benefits are not good, but the village committee is trying to find a solution. How about this? The previous contract was 200 yuan per mu per year, and it will be changed to 150 yuan per mu starting this year." Tang Baolong was indeed a little anxious, and he didn't dare to speak in an official tone as before. He offered to reduce the rent to tempt Lu Jiayao.

"There is such a good thing." He originally used the tactic of playing hard to get in order to negotiate a better deal for other land contracts, but he could still reduce the price. This was given to him for free. His expression did not change at all, and his tone was the same. "I don't even want 150 yuan per mu. Fertilizers and pesticides are all expensive now. It's still a loss if I reduce it by 50." In fact, Lu Shaohua was very depressed. If it were in his previous life, 50 yuan would not be enough for him to smoke for a few days, but it was different now. In 85, if a family had a deposit of yuan, it would be a wealthy family.

Seeing that Lu Shaohua was so tough, Tang Baolong knew that there was no other way, so he could only say helplessly: "Then I will decide on behalf of the village committee and reduce the price by another 10 yuan per mu, to 140 yuan."

“I don’t even want 140.”

"What about 130?"

"No, if it's 120 yuan per mu, our family will contract all the orange orchards of ten households," Lu Shaohua did not dare to bargain anymore. He knew that there must be a bottom line for everything. Besides, he had never thought about reducing the rent. Now the price has been reduced from 200 yuan to 120 yuan, which is almost doubled.

"Is this true?"

"really."

Tang Baolong was already anxious, and he didn't notice that Lu Buhua had come to give up the land, but now he was bargaining for the price. When he heard Lu Shaohua say that he could contract all the land, it solved his biggest problem, and maybe he could even make some political achievements. It was like a pie in the sky.

"Words are not enough, let's make a written agreement." Tang Baolong's heart could be said to have fallen from the sky, and then flew up to the sky again, without giving it any further thought.

"Oh, no need. I have written the contract, you just need to sign it." As Lu Shaohua spoke, he took out the contract he had written in the afternoon, slightly changed the price per acre, and handed it to Tang Baolong.

Originally, Lu Shaohua wanted to play hard to get, first "return the land" to force Tang Baolong into a corner, and then contract all the land, but he didn't expect Tang Baolong to react so strongly. In fact, Lu Shaohua didn't know the inside story. The price of the dozen acres of land in their village approved by the town government was 100 yuan per acre, but the village government charged villagers 200 yuan per acre, which was half more per acre. Where did the money go?

Tang Baolong was a little puzzled. How could the contract be written? However, he was so overwhelmed with joy that he didn't realize he had fallen into Lu Shaohua's trap. Without a second thought, he picked up the pen and signed his name.

When Lu Shaohua asked Tang Baolong, the village committee secretary, to sign, he was very nervous. He knew that if he reacted, all his plans would be ruined. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened and he got the signed contract smoothly.

"Then we won't bother you anymore. Goodbye." After getting the contract, Lu Shaohua pulled Lu Jiayao and quickly left towards the door.

"Why don't you sit for a while?" Tang Baolong shouted at Lu Shaohua's back. But he seemed to sense something was wrong, and recalled 'from giving up the land, reducing the price, bargaining, all contracting, and the prepared contract. "He then remembered something was wrong, and rushed out to the door, but only found a dim alley...

Lu Shaohua returned home, unable to suppress his laughter any longer. However, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be still a dozen villagers who had not been dealt with yet. So he ignored Lu Jiayao's strange look, picked up a pen and began to draft the transfer contract.

Strike while the iron is hot. After writing more than a dozen contracts, Lu Jiayao gave them to the villagers to sign one by one.

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