Song Qingyun felt strange and asked Du Jingjing, aren’t you working in a health care product and pharmaceutical company? Why did you start a tour group? Have you changed jobs?

Du Jingjing said, no, no, I didn’t change jobs! This is the case. Didn’t you see my colleague Qian Song at my house last time? These tourists were found by him.

Song Qingyun: "Qian Song, I know your boyfriend."

Du Jingjing: "No!"

Song Qingyun joked: "Why, haven't you confirmed the relationship yet?"

"Song Qingyun, don't joke around, he and I are colleagues. I know that he has a good impression of me, but I don't have any feelings for him! Moreover, this person is quite annoying, and I don't know how to get along with him at work." Du Jingjing's voice sounded very annoying.

She has a gentle personality and can't turn against others.

Song Qingyun: "Okay, OK, I'm just talking too much and not paying attention to speaking. By the way, can you tell me what's going on? How many people are there to come?"

Du Jingjing said that her father Du Limei was building an inn and was very concerned about the rural tourism development of Hongshi Village. Of course, the inn decoration will take a long time to complete, and it is probably winter to open. The villagers have nothing to do with him in the matter of running a farmhouse.

But because there were no tourists, Lao Du also felt it was troublesome and was thinking about how to use it to make the name of Hongshi Village. Now is the information age and the Internet age. In this area, he, the older generation, can no longer keep up, so he was talking to Du Jingjing.

Du Jingjing received a call from his father during the lunch break in the company. Qian Song came to please him as usual. When he heard about this, he asked Du Jingjing for promotional materials and video themes from Hongshi Village. He was very concerned at first glance.

Qian Song always thought about making money. Seeing that Hongshi Village was really good, he said that this was simple. Isn’t it just to get tourists to play? Isn’t it? Isn’t it that I can get it to go and find a travel agency to do it in minutes.

Du Jingjing thought this was very reasonable. He went to the travel agency whenever he had time these two days and smoothed his soles. Finally, a small travel agency was interested in this matter and was operating. It is estimated that by this weekend, several people would be able to come and stay for one night.

"There should be a hundred people. I want to ask if you have enough reception capacity here, how much does it cost to stay for a night, and give it a price."

Song Qingyun was surprised and choked up excitedly: "Jingjing, my good scenery, you have done me a big favor. I thank you on my behalf."

"A small matter..." Du Jingjing felt a little embarrassed when she heard Song Qingyun shouting intimately: "You come down and sort out the price and report it to me. By the way, take a photo of various rooms in various types and send it to me."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

In fact, the price is very simple, just according to the Spring Festival standards, including food and accommodation, which costs 100 yuan.

Of course, depending on the room type, it will have to float dozens of yuan based on this price.

Song Qingyun took his cell phone and went out, preparing to go to Chen Jianguo to take pictures first. A phone call came in again, which was a strange number and a strange voice.

"Hello, I am Song Qingyun, Qianjin Street, who can I ask?"

"Hello Song Qingyun, I am Qian Song, I saw it at Jingjing's house last time."

"Ah, Qian Song, hello, hello, what's wrong with you?" Song Qingyun was a little surprised. He had no intersection with Qian Song. How did he find him and how did he know the phone number?

Qian Song: "I asked you about your phone number from Jingjing. Song Qingyun, is your village engaged in rural tourism? Oh, I'm doing it. I contacted a travel agency. There are probably more than 100 tourists coming to your village to stay for two days on weekends. Is your reception capacity sufficient?"

He reported the name of the travel agency, which was the small travel agency Du Jingjing just mentioned.

Song Qingyun was surprised in his heart, wasn’t this business brought by Jing Jing’s classmate? What does it have to do with you, Qian Song?

"The reception capacity should be no problem. Our village has just established nine farmhouses and family inns. There is no problem with the family inns, and the farmhouse itself can also be accommodated. The family has ten people, and I think there should be no problem."

Qian Song: "I don't want you to think that when people arrive in the village, if there is no food or accommodation, how can you explain to people? If the tourists make a fuss? Song Qingyun, this matter is no joke, and you need to finalize it with you in the end."

His voice was a little serious.

Song Qingyun also knew that this was not easy to joke about, so he roughly introduced the situation of each company to Qian Song, and said that he was about to go out to take photos and make a document to Jing Jing, and send it to you later.

Qian Song: "Then you might as well go there, can you do it in an hour?"

Song Qingyun: "Yes." After the call ended, he felt a little tired of Qian Song. What's the attitude of this?

After thinking about it, Qian Song was pursuing Du Jingjing, and he probably helped find this business.

This kid is determined to show off in front of Jingjing, and he is so rude to speak!

The process of filming at the villagers' home was not very pleasant. The villagers who opened farmhouses had suffered a lot of losses in recent days, and they had poured a lot of leftovers. Judging from his attitude, he was a little vaguely resistant.

When Song Qingyun was taking photos, someone even said sarcastic words: "Secretary Song, I heard that you posted a lot of photos from our village on your Moments, but no one came. It shows that the quality of your Moments is not very high. People say that Secretary Song, you have a wide range of friends, but in my opinion, they all seem to be ineffective in socializing!"

The villagers mentioned many new terms, and even made invalid social interactions. He reached out to stop Song Qingyun: "Stop taking pictures, there is nothing to do in our guest room, it's just a bed. For your farm stay, I took out all my old foundation. Now I'm ready, I bought ten sets of bedding in one go. Well, I'm afraid this business won't be done, so I'd just have another second child. Anyway, the house is empty and it's just for the child to live in."

The villager spoke badly, but his wife was a little timid and kept saying, "Can you say less, Secretary Song is a good official? If things go like this, you don't feel uncomfortable."

Song Qingyun was very embarrassed and didn't say a word, just took photos.

The villagers of several other farmhouses and inns were also so stiff and dissatisfied with Song Qingyun, which is understandable, after all, everyone was anxious.

The only thing that is not in a hurry is Chen Jianguo. His house is new and there is no equipment on it, so there is basically no loss.

Chen Jianguo looked worried: "Secretary Song, the train runs fast, all depends on the locomotive. This is not a solution. You are almost out of prestige. How can you lead our village to get rid of poverty and become rich in the future?"

Song Qingyun: "I am just a salted fish who does odd jobs. What kind of prestige do I need? I am worthy of doing my job well."

"But no one comes to play with this. Everyone has the mood after investing so much money."

"Jianguo, what nonsense do you say? Secretary Song, who is the one who can do it. If he can't do it, the other people in this village can't do it. Can you do it?" Gao Chunrong said: "Secretary Song, sit and drink tea, I'll take photos for you. What's bigger, isn't it just a few days without business? What's going to do at the beginning is not that easy. Even if you go to the city to set up a stall to do business, don't you have to hold on and slowly save the buyer?"

Song Qingyun was so upset that she felt much better when she heard Gao Chunrong's comfort. He took a sip of tea and said, "Jianguo, tell you the truth. There are probably more than 100 tourists coming to our village on weekends. It is a travel agency, so that we can do the reception work in advance. You see, aren't I here to take photos? I just send it to the travel agency so that tourists can see the accommodation conditions here and make a quote."

Gao Chunrong was surprised and shouted: "What am I saying? Secretary Song must have a solution. Who are they? They are knowledgeable and educated and understand policies. Secretary, if so many customers are coming to our village, should we give priority to living in my house?"

Hearing her compliment, Song Qingyun smiled and said, "This is not my arrangement. It's hard to say what kind of house this tourists like to live in. Some people like the cleanliness and hygiene of your house, while others like the antique flavor of Laodian. However, your house has complete facilities, and I will give a special explanation when doing the document."

"Thank you, Secretary, thank you, and it's not in vain for Jianguo to cooperate with you in his work." Gao Chunrong was even more enthusiastic: "Secretary, there are so many tourists coming this time. Do I have to prepare the food here in advance? I plan to slaughter all the three big geese in my house and hang them on the stove first. Once the guests arrive, they can pick them and cook a pot of dishes."

Song Qingyun nodded: "It's better to prepare in advance, so as to avoid material shortages and you have to run a long mountain road to buy it."

Chen Jianguo muttered: "Those three big geese are to be used to see the house, and they are all killed?"

In the past decade, the ecological environment has improved and there have been more wild animals. Last winter, I don’t know how many weasels migrated from somewhere. When I was hungry, I went to the village to sweep them. Many chickens and ducks from villagers were bitten to death.

After Chen Xin suffered several harms, he rebuilt the wall and raised two border herds at home, making the chicken farm like a concentration camp.

Chen Jianguo used goose to see his home, and the effect seemed to be better than that of ordinary Chinese pastoral dogs.

This is one, and the second is that his confidence in Song Qingyun is a bit shaken.

Gao Chunrong was impatient: "Secretary Song, you can still believe it. If you want to kill you, what nonsense?"

"Okay, I'll kill, I'll kill."

Gao Chunrong: "Kining the country, not only our family, but other families also have to prepare in advance. When others come, they have nothing to prepare and are worried about being caught. As a village cadre, do you not notify me?"

Chen Jianguo: "I, I... I'm not good..." If the tourists don't come in two days, I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed to accompany Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun was busy for a long time and finally took photos of all the photos of the family hotels in the farmhouses with shamelessness.

After returning to the dormitory of the village department, he lay on the table and made documents using the computer, and sent them to Du Jingjing and Qian Song respectively.

Du Jingjing said, "I received it, I'll transfer it to the travel agency."

Qian Song replied after a half day: "I will discuss a suitable price with the travel agency and I will send it to you later. By the way, I will also sort out one of the contacts and phone numbers of each company. In addition, all the business licenses and health licenses of each company must be taken and sent over, and it is not negligent."

Song Qingyun was a little confused about this matter, whether he should contact Du Jingjing or Qian Song. After saying "Okay", he called Jingjing and asked what was going on.

Du Jingjing was a little helpless and replied that she contacted the matter at the beginning. Later, if she didn't know why Qian Song knew about it, he came to help, very enthusiastic and could not refuse.

Jingjing has a gentle personality and really doesn’t know how to reject others.

Song Qingyun said, "This Qian Song wants to make a show in front of you. Comrade Du Jingjing, how does it feel to be pursued by others?"

Du Jingjing: "Song Qingyun, don't joke around. Qian Song and I have nothing to do with each other. I... I feel very confused."

Song Qingyun: "Sweet troubles."

"It's not sweet, it's a bit annoying."
Chapter completed!