Shang Fuhai immediately arranged to withdraw money and contact Dongyun's Baofei Convenience Store branch, and asked them to deliver enough corn oil and peanut oil.

The boss behind the scenes spoke in person. Shang Zhenfei, the manager of Dongyun Baofei Convenience Store Branch, immediately reported the matter. He had to let his superiors know and keep records.

Otherwise, more than 1,000 barrels of corn and peanut oil would be casually sent away, so where would you do it?

Don't sell it privately.

Also, let’s talk about cash. In my hometown, do you transfer money to the bank? Or Alipay, Yipai, or WeChat?

For people in Shangjiazhuang, perhaps half of them do not have a smartphone yet. For these advanced online payment and transfer methods, it is more convenient to directly discover the cash red envelopes.

Moreover, at this time, the cash red envelopes are more effective.

Just imagine, more than 700 red envelopes filled with cash were placed there, and this visual effect alone was not comparable to a string of numbers.

For this matter, Shang Yong went to Shang Liangcai, the village director of Shangjiazhuang, and Shang Dekui, the branch secretary. When he told this, Shang Liangcai and Shang Dekui were both a little stunned and didn't know what to say.

"Ayong, what are you doing? Have you really thought about it clearly? Although our Shangjiazhuang is not big, there are 721 households. Even if you give them all at 1,000 yuan per household, it will be more than 700,000 yuan. Let your children take this money and buy a building in the city. Are you two going to consider it?" Shang Dekui advised him there.

"Brother Kui, Fu Hai and I have considered it. Your eldest nephew has arranged for someone to go to the county to withdraw money and take out oil. He will probably be back this afternoon." Shang Yong respects Shang Dekui, the old branch secretary of Shangjiazhuang.

First of all, the other party is older than him.

Secondly, when he was in poor health before, Shang Dekui arranged to apply for a poor household for their family.

Although there were not many things, he remembered this love.

Shang Dekui couldn't figure it out, what was he trying to do?

Shang Liangcai also asked: "Brother Yong, do you really have to do this? Then..."

He thought for a long time, and Shandekui frowned.

Shang Yong coughed and said, "Liangcai, you are different. My daughter-in-law now has a child and will have a child after the New Year. Fuhai and I will give this to the villagers in Shangjiazhuang. The main reason is to get a good start for the unborn child..."

Shang Liang was really secretly happy just now. There was an old lady in their family, and even Shang Yong had to call him aunt. According to what Shang Yong said, he would not have run away without their family paying 2,000 yuan.

Then I have paid this money this year, will I also pay it next year?

It was also a strange thing that Shang Yong hadn't made it clear just now. He was thinking that there might be some next year. In this case, there would be such an extra money every year, so who would be unhappy?

But I didn’t know how happy it was. It turned out that it was for the grandson (granddaughter) who was about to be born.

"I'm so full. I just made a few stinky money and took it out and showed off my name. I didn't know what my surname was." Shang Liangcai felt sour, and he had this idea vaguely, but he wisely didn't say it.

You know, according to seniority, he still has to call out Shang Fuhai, his eldest nephew. It is said that he has earned more than 20 billion yuan last year. Just look at the cars parked at the door of someone else. There are three big Benz chairs lined up, and there is also one. I heard that the car alone is more than 10 million. Oh, hey!

His teeth were sore that they were about to fall off.

But then again, it is understandable that people sent this red envelope to the villagers of Shangjiazhuang because of this. After all, the rich family's ideas do not seem to be the same as theirs, and he can't understand what Shang Yong and his son are thinking.

Or in the hearts of the father and son, they never cared about this million?

When he thought that this might be the truth, Shang Liangcai felt that his heart was stabbed, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

When Shang Dekui saw that Shang Yong really wanted to do this, he couldn't persuade him anymore. He asked several times and then said to Shang Liangcai: "Liangcai, go and organize the list of door-to-door lists in our Shangjiazhuang and count how many elderly people are in these 721 families."

Speaking of this, he stopped talking again and asked Shang Yong: "Ayong, how do you determine the age of this old man?"

"At 65 years old, I watched TV some time ago. I didn't mean that I would retire at the age of 65 in the future. We can be considered as unified with the national laws and regulations." Shang Yong said with a smile.

Shang Dekui didn't say anything else, he nodded directly and said to Shang Liangcai: "Liangcai, you heard it all. Go and arrange someone to count it quickly and give the list of Brothers Shangyong."

Then I looked back at Shang Yong: "It's a bit rushed today. Try to finish it before dark. I'll give you a roster at that time."

"Okay, Brother Kui, you can see the arrangements, so I will go back and prepare first. At that time, I will have to borrow the venue from the brigade headquarters to use it." Shang Yong agreed.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he gives the roster of Shangjiazhuang or not, but Shang Dekui is a calm person, and if Shang Liang is not sure, he may make some small moves.

But then again, he has been at home all year round, so Shang Liangcai won’t fool him for the sake of this thousand dollars. Shangjiazhuang is so big, no one knows who.

After the matter was settled, Shang Yong wanted to leave, and Shang Dekui immediately called him: "Brother Shang Yong, wait a moment, you wait a moment."

Shang Yong stopped and turned his head in confusion to look at him: "Brother Kui, do you have something to do?"

"Well, brother Shangyong, since you got sick, we two have not drunk alcohol for so many years. I see that you are so ill now that you can't see the sick look. Don't leave at noon today. I'll ask your sister-in-law to make two drinks later. Our brothers are drinking two taels of food for me. How about it?"

"Brother Kui, it's really not possible today. The whole family is waiting at home. Fu Hai and the others just came back yesterday, so I have to go back for dinner." Shang Yong said.

He paused, glanced at Shang Dekui, and stared at him with his eyes. Shang Yong felt amused and laughed: "Brother Kui, why not do this? After the Chinese New Year, I will take some time to come to you to drink. But I will agree first, I can only drink red wine, and I will not stick to the white beer."

"You really have something to do. It's the New Year, why are you busy with?" Shang Dekui nagged him.

Shang Yong was so amused that he had time to stay idle one day. Only in the years when he was really sick did he realize that being busy was also a great happiness, and it was much more comfortable than sitting or lying on the bed every day.

In this way, Shang Dekui did not stop him anymore. Seeing Shang Yong turn his head and leave his house, Shang Dekui looked at the back that disappeared from his house, full of emotion.

"Liangcai, have you seen it? This is the mind and grand!" said Shang Dekui.

Shang Liangcai was a little disdainful. He didn't speak, and he really didn't know what to say.

"Brother Kui, why do you think Brother Yong is?" Shang Liangcai asked him.

Although Shang Yong just mentioned the reason to make a good omen for his unborn child, he knew that it was just a casual cover.

Shang Dekui lived to this age, and he could see many things. Hearing this, he smiled and squinted his eyes with deep bags and said, "What else can it be? A tree needs a skin, and a person lives a face. At this age, the two of them are really not short of money now. So just be a person in Shangjiazhuang, which can be considered a good reputation."

"ah"

Shang Liangcai shouted in surprise. He understood, but because he understood, he became confused again.

I threw out more than one million, just for Luo to have a good reputation?

Is this deal worthwhile? Is it necessary?

More than one million yuan is not more than one hundred yuan. Isn’t it better to save it yourself and drink spicy food every day? Why should I share it with some villagers who don’t have much relatives?

"Brother Kui, I threw out more than one million at once. Tell me, Brother Yong is so idle." Shang Liangcai complained.

After hearing what he said, Shang Dekui looked at him a little disliked. His eyelids were so shallow. When he gave the money, he would have one of you. Why would you be embarrassed to say it behind your back?

He directly scolded: "You know nothing, you know nothing. You think a million are a lot. Don't you know that they don't care at all. You haven't read the news. They earn more than this one a day. If they weren't afraid that you would go out and say the wrong thing, I wouldn't be too lazy to remind you."

Shang Liangcai was scolded very much, so he couldn't speak directly. He knew that what Shang Dekui said was definitely not bad.

Thinking about how much money he can earn more than one million a day, he can't imagine at all.

He was the village director in a poor place in Shangjiazhuang, and he worked hard all year round, and he only made a hundred thousand yuan in a day, but he was more than ten times more than one day.

Thinking about this gap, he felt the suffocation and depression, and the little resentment towards Shang Yong disappeared.

I can't afford to offend me at all, and I still miss a ball.

Shang Liangcai did not delay and left the old branch secretary's house quickly. He went to the village committee first, called several committee members, asked them to come over quickly and count the roster.

"Director Shang, it's the New Year, there's no need to count the things you do," a member muttered.

Shang Liangcai was scolded by Shang Dekui and was defeated by Shang Yong. He felt uncomfortable now. He heard this and glared directly: "If you ask you to count, what are you doing if you ask so much."

...

A total of 2 million yuan was withdrawn in cash, which was handled by Shang Fuhai who asked Sun Qingde to personally handle. He also bought another 1,000 ready-made red envelope papers. When it was almost dark in the afternoon, a cargo car with the words Baoshun Logistics printed directly entered the territory of Shangjiazhuang.
Chapter completed!