The weather is sunny on weekends.

Usually on weekends, people from the village committee are resting.

However, the village committee is very lively today, with many villagers carrying loads and coming to pay back the corn.

He had long expected the current situation, so Zhao Xuemei had rented a warehouse from the village in advance to store the grain returned by the villagers.

"Captain Zhao, thank you very much. If I hadn't been generous in helping, I wouldn't know what to do with my son's marriage."

Ma Dezhu had a smile on his wrinkled face. Some time ago, it was because he didn't have enough money to give him a headache. Zhao Xuemei happened to lend him money to help his family get through the difficulties.

Now the rice harvest in the fields was harvested. At the agreed time, I took the initiative to carry the millet to express my gratitude to Zhao Xuemei.

"Uncle Ma, they are all fellow villagers, so there is no need to mention it after all."

Zhao Xuemei stood in front of the scale, counted the scales, and finished it in one go, with a faint smile on her face.

There are many people coming to repay the millet. After a day, nearly 10,000 kilograms of millet have been collected, and the village warehouse is almost unable to load them.

Looking at the corn in the warehouse, Zhao Xuemei smiled and felt extremely satisfied. If she could do this, she would at least prove that she could accomplish something.

In fact, there are some rumors about Zhao Xuemei's borrowing money in the village. Some say that she and Huang Wangshui divided a lot of property of the Huang family when they divorced, while others say that she secretly embezzled public funds from the village through her position.

There are all kinds of remarks, and some have been heard in Zhao Xuemei's ears, but this woman, who has always been cold and arrogant, just smiled disdainfully and did not respond.

She did these things, and she didn't steal or rob them, and had a clear conscience. Naturally, there was nothing to explain. As for other people's words, it would be up to others to say them.

...

In the next period of time, the loan receipts were due, and more and more people came to repay the millet. Some carried two baskets with a shoulder pole, some pushed a cart, and Kong Jianjun's family even drove a tricycle to deliver it.

Seeing that the warehouse and auditorium were full of millet, the villagers were curious about how Zhao Xuemei wanted to deal with these millets, a Jiefang Truck drove into the village.

Getting off the truck was Li Shaoan and Wang Fang, the financial officer of the Ta Rice Noodle Factory.

After Wang Fang had been driven out of the car by Li Shaoan last time, she learned a lesson and did not dare to make tricks in front of him anymore, and became much more honest. However, due to this woman's nature, she would occasionally speak a few yellow words in front of Li Shaoan.

Li Shaoan only treats her as a financial officer, but Wang Fang always regards herself as Li Shaoan's assistant and likes to follow her everywhere, in fact, it is just to better monitor Li Shaoan.

"Manager, we have such a big battle this time. If we can't collect grain again, it would be a big loss."

Wang Fang looked worried. This Jiefang card cannot be called for just a few dollars, and the cost of traveling like this is not low.

Li Shaoan smiled at Wang Fang and said, "The last time we couldn't receive it, our bid was too low. This time we raised the price a little, so naturally someone is willing to sell it to us."

As soon as the two of them walked to the gate of the village committee, they saw Zhao Xuemei standing there waiting early.

When Wang Fang saw Zhao Xuemei, she suddenly felt her eyes lit up, and she secretly praised the woman for having red lips and white teeth, and her skin as creamy as a result. Especially her cool temperament from the inside out, she directly compared herself to her.

Even though he was envious, he was also accompanied by jealousy. Wang Fang thought that her appearance was already pretty good, but in front of Zhao Xuemei, she looked dull and had no color.

"Director Li, you are finally here."

Zhao Xuemei smiled sweetly, walked up to Li Shaoan openly, stretched out her hand, held it with Li Shaoan, and quietly winked while Wang Fang was not paying attention.

Mr. Li understood it with peace of mind. This was something the two had already agreed on before and pretended not to know each other, just to show Wang Fang.

"Tainpa Zhao, how are the grains in your village harvesting?"

"The first batch has been collected, and I'm waiting for you."

Zhao Xuemei took Li Shaoan and Wang Fang to the village committee warehouse. The moment she opened the door, Li Shaoan and Wang Fang exclaimed at the same time. She looked like a valley mountain in front of her, and every corner of the warehouse was filled with piles.

"Very good, very good." Li Shaoan nodded repeatedly, "How many are there?"

"It's over 10,000 kilograms." Zhao Xuemei pointed to the direction of the auditorium and said, "There are nearly 10,000 kilograms in it."

Li Shaoan laughed happily and clapped his hands and said, "That's great, the rice noodle factory will not worry about the rice problem."

Zhao Xuemei smiled and said, "Director Li has decided not. I have even found the person who shipped the goods. As long as you speak, you can move the millet to the truck now."

"I have to. This time I came to Tieshanwan to harvest millet. It's unreasonable."

"Okay, then I'll ask someone to come and receive the goods." Zhao Xuemei pointed to the finance office and said, "Since Boss Li wants to collect this batch of millet, let's discuss the money in it."

"No problem, go now." Li Shaoan turned around and ordered Wang Fang: "Sister Fang, please watch them load the car here."

Wang Fang felt a little unhappy. She said that she was the financial department of the factory, but she almost never had the money, and Li Shaoan held it all.

Forget it all, Li Shaoan often asked her to do some miscellaneous work, and she was not valued at all, which made her feel very unhappy.

Seeing Li Shaoan and Zhao Xuemei walking into the finance room of the village committee, Wang Fang said sourly: "Tsk, how can you pretend to be a gentleman? You're not seeing the little cashier in the village look pretty."

...

When Li Shaoangen entered the finance room, Zhao Xuemei closed the door.

The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly a knowing smile appeared from the corners of each other's mouth.

"Do you act quite like this?" Zhao Xuemei hugged Li Shaoan's waist and said coquettishly: "It's the first time I've heard you call me Tsun Zhao."

Li Shaoan blushed and said, "Isn't that the same? The first time I heard you call me Boss Li was very uncomfortable, and I almost didn't answer several times."

"Is the millet this time worth 20,000 kilograms, is it enough?" Zhao Xuemei said happily.

"Well, it's completely enough within one or two months. If Jiang Weibing wants to cut off my food and grass, I will give him a surprise. Let's see how he can obstruct me now."

Zhao Xuemei's eyes were melancholy: "After all, he is the deputy mayor, and he has the power in his hands. You need to be vigilant at all times."

Li Shaoan nodded and said, "I understand this, I will definitely be careful."

"Shao'an, 20,000 kilograms of millet are enough for your rice noodle factory to use for a while. There are still some millet left in your hand. I have other uses." Zhao Xuemei said: "Millet is just a dead thing in your hand. I want to exchange it for money, so that I have working capital again."

"You make your decisions on these things, and I will support you no matter what decision you make." Li Shaoan blurted out.

Zhao Xuemei was overjoyed. With Li Shaoan's words, she seemed to be more confident when doing things.

"Have you thought about it? How can you explain to the person outside?"

Li Shaoan thought for a while and said, "Give me two receipts, one is 2 cents and the other is 2 cents and four cents."

Zhao Xuemei immediately understood what Li Shaoan meant and opened two receipts in a word.

After coming out of the village committee’s finance office, before Li Shaoan took two steps, Wang Fang came over with a smile, “Manager, how much does this car of millet cost?”

Li Shaoan handed the receipt of Ermao Liu to Wang Fang, "Take it, and return to the factory to keep the account in a while."
Chapter completed!