545 Benefits Are Most Important



"Of course, there are screening criteria for this collection of opinions. Those who work under President Chu don't have to participate. They don't lack money. In the next few days, we'll first screen out those who are interested. Then, we'll conduct a summary of the personnel. This way, even if Village Chief Wen finds out, he won't be able to stop us," the person who had first suggested it continued.

In fact, he had received benefits from Yang Feng. The money that Yang Feng had promised him was so much that he would not have to work in the fields for the rest of his life. The premise was that he could successfully split Qinghe Village.

Zhong Liang was only in his twenties. For him, the concept of Qinghe Village was very vague. He only cared about whether Qinghe Village could bring him benefits.

"You guys really don't have a conscience!" The elderly resident of Qinghe Village could stand it no more. He spoke with grief and indignation.

"Have you forgotten what our Qinghe Village was like before Village Chief Wen came? At that time, the surrounding villages looked down on us. Have you forgotten? How did the previous Chief drag our village's finances down step by step? You really don't know what's going on? Ever since Village Chief Wen came, how much has our standard of living improved? Even if the price of agricultural products is so low now, it shouldn't be worse than before Village Chief Wen came, right?"

"But everyone's economic standard of living has improved now. Old Guo, don't act like it's a great gift after merely getting a little benefits. Let me tell you, the lives of the other villages are very comfortable now. My friends in the other villages proudly told me that the income of their villages is almost the same as that of our village at its peak. I don't know how they did it, but I know that their village is working with President Yang and Mr. Zhou!"

"How do you expect us to calm down? Are we going to be laughed at by the other villages like a few years ago? Times have changed! Old Guo, it's useless to talk about morality and integrity," Zhong Liang replied indifferently.

After hearing this answer, Old Guo became silent.

He could demand that of himself, but he could not make the other residents of Qinghe Village share his thoughts.

Old Guo didn't know how to answer. Although Wen An had undeniably led them on the road to wealth, the other villages had suddenly developed recently, but Qinghe Village was indeed facing a huge dilemma.

Old Guo knew that he couldn't convince these people to change their minds, so he could only sigh.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said today. I still firmly support Village Chief Wen." With that, Old Guo stood up and left.

The remaining people looked at each other. They did not understand the stubborn Old Guo.

Even though there were still two people who supported Wen An, they were only interested in the benefits that Wen An brought.

Although they didn't say anything, they all felt that what Zhong Liang said was logical. Even if Zhong Liang said that there was a deep grudge between President Yang and Mr. Zhou, and President Chu, it had nothing to do with them.

As long as they could make money, they could work with anyone.

Besides, they were simply trying to make a living. Thinking of this, the guilt and uneasiness in their hearts were alleviated.

"Other than those who work for President Chu, there are probably many stubborn people like Old Guo in our village." Looking at Old Guo's departing figure, one of the Qinghe villagers sitting under the big tree sighed and spoke softly.

"For this kind of thing, we don't need too many people to participate in the beginning. As long as there are dozens of people, even a dozen will do. We just need to let the rest of the people see our exaggerated profits every day. At that time, in front of money, the Chief, kindness, and morality are nothing!" Zhong Liang continued bewitchingly.

After school in the evening, Chu Ning planned to go to the industrial park in Guanjiang District to have a look.

The artists, Old Fang, and the others should be living in the industrial park by now.

Zhang Bo specially recruited some employees to manage the various affairs of the industrial park, including the logistics and services of these homeless people.

"President Chu, many people came to the industrial park today. I asked Xiao Li to do a screening. Although they are homeless, there are still basic requirements for them. They either have to have certain special skills or are as hardworking and sincere as Old Fang."