"Comrades villagers, comrades villagers, please send one person from each household to go to the village committee auditorium to hold a general village meeting. I have something to announce..."

The loudspeaker in the village sounded Chen Meng's broadcast.

Villagers who were working in the fields and resting at home heard the broadcast and went to the village committee one after another.

After all, Chen Meng became the village chief, and this was his first time holding a village meeting.

The villagers were very curious as to what he had to say.

then.

People came from all directions to gather at the village committee.

The so-called village committee hall.

It's a large main room, about the size of three houses.

In the middle, there is a platform with several tables covered with red cloth.

Chen Meng and several village cadres were sitting on it.

In front of him was a microphone.

under.

There are rows of long chairs.

It can probably seat two to three hundred people.

The entire Chenjiagou Village has only three to four hundred households and more than 2,000 people.

Normally, when we hold a village meeting, it would be good if one or two hundred people come.

today.

The entire auditorium was quickly filled.

If you can't sit down, just stand.

Densely packed.

It was like a swarm of flies had been trapped in the room, making it noisy.

Chen Meng took a look and saw that there were about four to five hundred people coming. Not only did every household send people, but many couples came.

In the yard outside, children were laughing and playing.

This is rural life. Chen Meng felt inexplicably excited and patted the microphone. "Everyone, please be quiet. We have a village meeting today. There are two things to say. The first is about the issue of withdrawing and retaining money. The second is about the issue of withdrawing and retaining money.

How can our village become rich?"

I heard him mention withdrawing the retained money.

Suddenly.

The crowd exploded.

There is anything to say.

But in the final analysis, it expresses an attitude that there is no money.

"Quiet." Chen Meng had no choice but to pat the microphone again.

But it didn't work this time.

The crowd was still noisy.

It's really about withdrawing the retained money. In the 1980s and 1990s, you couldn't withdraw it.

Every time I mention it, I get butterflies in my stomach.

Withdrawal and retention is a special tax policy implemented in rural areas under the special circumstances of that year, including provident fund, public welfare fund, management fee retention and five township unified funds...

In addition to most of this part being turned over, a small part is retained by the village as wages for village cadres, private teachers, village doctors, etc.

and the normal expenses of the village committee.

Chen Meng didn't understand this before. After his rebirth, he heard more and saw more, and then he understood the meaning of withdrawing money.

He also understood why many experts in previous lives said that farmers have made indelible contributions to the economic development of our country.

"What the hell are you doing? I've already paid last year's withdrawal, but your family hasn't paid the last year's. Did you give Zhang Dewang a gift?"

"That's nonsense. You said you paid it last year. Bring me the receipt."

"What qualifications do you have to read my receipt?"

"You can't take it out. I've long heard that your mother-in-law slept with Zhang Dewang and was exempted from withdrawing the money. It seems to be true."

"Fuck your mother, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Seeing that some villagers were so angry that they were about to start a fight because of the withdrawal of money.

Bang!!

Chen Meng slammed the table hard and said, "Why are you making a fuss? If you make a fuss, get out."

After all, he became the village chief.

Majesty is born.

Suddenly.

Two villagers who were about to fight behaved.

"Why are you making such a fuss? Just to get some money, you will say anything and it will make people laugh if you spread the word." Chen Meng reprimanded with a straight face.

"Village Chief, you put it nicely. You have money and you don't care. We all depend on the weather. More than a thousand yuan a year is terrible."

"Yes, village chief, can you pay less for the reserved money? I can't bear it."

"My children don't have money to pay for school fees. Where can I get the money to pay the deposit?"

"That's right, I still owe the fertilizer I bought in the spring on credit. Anyway, I don't have the money to pay the deposit."

Someone took the lead, and the villagers began to put forward opinions and make friends.

Actually.

He is also really poor.

Don't look at more than a thousand yuan a year.

For farmers whose monthly income is less than 200 yuan, one person works in the fields and the other goes out to work. They only save three to four thousand yuan a year. How can they not feel distressed if they can pay less than half of it all at once.

"Okay, please be quiet. I didn't ask you to withdraw the deposit."

Chen Meng shouted.

Suddenly.

The whole place fell silent.

"Village chief, what do you mean? No more collection?" Some people didn't believe it.

"Bring me the IOU."

Chen Meng stretched out his hand, and the accountant quickly handed him the IOU. Chen Meng raised a stack of IOUs and said, "From today on, Chenjiagou Village will no longer collect the withdrawals, and everything will be borne by the village."

What?

Several village officials were shocked.

"Village chief, how can the village have the money to pay for the withdrawal?" Accountant Zhao Erhe was anxious.

However.

But the villagers were all excited, gasping and staring at Chen Meng, "Village Chief, are you not lying?"

"Yes, the village chief, he doesn't lie to others."

"If you can really cancel the withdrawals, our village will build a shrine for your longevity."

Look at the excited and expectant eyes of the villagers.

Chen Meng suddenly felt that he should indeed do something for the people in the village, so he nodded and said, "Of course it is true. From today on, the village will be responsible for the withdrawals of Chenjiagou Village. However, everyone also knows that

The village is poor, and if we have to bear so many withdrawals, we have to find ways to make money, so the second topic of today's village meeting is how our village can become rich."

"Village Chief, I have an idea. Isn't Zhang Dewang arrested? If the village takes back the stone quarry and mines it themselves, then we can make money."

"That's right, I heard that you can earn more than 100,000 yuan a month. Instead of letting a conscientious person like Zhang Laogou earn it, it's better to earn it in the village. Then everyone can share the dividends."

"No, my brother-in-law and his family have several brick and tile factories and prefabricated panel factories in their village, and each household can get a thousand yuan a year."

The villagers put forward suggestions one after another.

These days, economic construction and investment are being carried out everywhere.

The common people gradually came to have this concept in their minds.

"I have discussed the quarry with several village cadres a long time ago. Because two safety accidents occurred in succession and the impact was very bad, the county and township have decided to seal the quarry and no mining is allowed. Therefore, we have to

Another way out." Chen Meng said.

"Ah this..."

"Village Chief, apart from the stone quarry, our village has no other resources."

"Yes, the terrain of our village is not good. It is too far away from the county seat and the transportation is not very convenient. No one is willing to invest."

As soon as the villagers heard that the quarry could not be opened.

Everyone became frustrated.

You know, Zhang Dewang's stone quarry is very profitable. The villagers have long wanted the village to take it back, mine it in the village, and then share the dividends with the villagers...
Chapter completed!