The winter solstice is over, which means the New Year is coming soon.

Snow clearing has become an eternal theme for the villagers in Jianhua Village. Once it snows, there is no way to walk on it.

At this time, the government doesn't care about you. The goods from several factories in Jianhua Village have to be pulled out. There is no other way but to organize people to clear the roads.

Jiang Xiaobai was not sitting in the office at this time, but followed everyone out to clear the road.

"Director Xiaobai, please go back and rest. Leave this little matter to us to leave a message." Wang Chao looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said.

"It's okay, just treat it as exercise," Jiang Xiaobai said nonchalantly, rubbed his hands, and then pushed the blood in front of him into the ditch.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good year. It's hard to clear the roads, but the scenery is really nice." Jiang Xiaobai sighed.

"Director Xiaobai, you have to get used to it. We will take you hunting and experience it when we go into the mountains another day." A villager on the side said.

"Okay, call me next time you go into the mountains, but is your shotgun reliable? Will it misfire?" Jiang Xiaobai asked worriedly.

At this time, some people in rural areas still had shotguns. Later, in the late 1990s, when control became stricter, they all handed over shotguns.

However, the shotguns of rural villagers are all made from home-made products, which are not very safe, and misfires are common.

"Wang Laoqi, please don't take Factory Director Xiaobai to fool around with you. Your broken shotgun went off fire last time and almost made you jump. You also took Factory Director Xiaobai into the mountains. If something happens to Director Xiaobai, you

He is the sinner of the whole village."

Huang Zhongfu on the side started to scold, this old guy is in his sixties and almost seventy years old this year. I don’t know if it is because Jianhua Village is now developing well, he is in a good mood, and he is getting younger and younger.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Huang Zhongfu and felt that he was in better health than when he first jumped in line.

I remember that when he first arrived, Huang Zhongfu was wearing a sheepskin jacket, smoking cigarettes, with a stooped back, and sometimes a yellowed white turban on his head.

He looked like a typical village cadre in the rural areas of northwestern Shanxi. He couldn't speak more than a few words and would cough.

Now he wears a Chinese tunic suit, holds a cigarette, his back is straight, and he speaks a few words in Mandarin from time to time.

Those who didn’t know better thought they were leading cadres in the county.

"Yes, Uncle Huang, look at my head, I have forgotten this." The villager said with a smile.

"Hey, by the way, Chaozi, what happened to the production line?" Jiang Xiaobai asked while sweeping the snow with a big broom.

"It went very smoothly. The city has approved it, and the price has been negotiated. The 120,000 yuan will be transferred to us, and the contract can be signed in two days. We didn't say that we could produce normally, but we couldn't produce normally.

It can be pulled back."

Wang Chao said.

"That's good. Normal production before the year was a bit late. The production process of canned food is somewhat different from that of canned fruits. The employees still need to be trained for a period of time. After the new year, after the production line comes back, we will organize training for people and start work after the new year."

Jiang Xiaobai thought for a while and said.

Wang Chao nodded in agreement, and suddenly said: "By the way, Director Xiaobai, a villager from my own village and a villager from another village have resigned in the past two days, saying that they got a loan from a credit union and were going to open a brick factory.

, I heard that one person at the feed factory also resigned, what should I do with the loan?"

"Loan, is it an interest-free loan?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Later generations went crazy, saying that in the 1980s, the country had an interest-free loan of more than 10 billion, and salesmen from credit unions came to ask for loans.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't figure out whether this news was true or not, but it was true that the salesperson from the credit union came to apply for a loan.

"I don't know, there seems to be interest. The salesperson comes to the door to get the loan. There seems to be a salesperson who specializes in our Jianhua Village area. As long as there is a guarantor, you can borrow money. It is quite easy."

Wang Chao said.

"Well, okay, just resign and give them an extra month's salary. If people want to do something, we can't stop them," Jiang Xiaobai said.

Jiang Xiaobai opened several factories in Jianhua Village and successfully made money. It turned out that the villagers had no choice.

Without funds, he could only work in factories. Now he can get a loan. With the stimulation of several factories, there are probably not many people who want to go out and give it a try. Jiang Xiaobai is probably the one.

Especially some young people.

"Yes, I understand." Wang Chao nodded.

However, what they didn't expect was that the number of people who took out loans from several factories and wanted to quit their jobs to work on their own was much more than the two of them imagined.

Basically, I maintain a rhythm of two to three a day.

"Damn it, what's going on? Is it so easy to get a loan like this? Go tell the director of the credit union that our Educated Youth Cannery needs a loan of five million."

Jiang Xiaobai said angrily, now is the New Year season.

Every factory is very busy, whether it is a pig farm, a clothing factory, or an educated youth cannery. The Chinese New Year is the peak season for sales.

It is when manpower is needed, and if we continue to resign like this, several factories will be paralyzed.

And aren’t these loans reviewed? Among so many people who have taken out loans, how many can make money?

The smaller ones will be given a loan of three to five thousand yuan, while the larger ones will be given a loan of ten to twenty thousand yuan.

Some brick factory, some small shop, some selling electrical appliances.

The loan items were all mixed up, and in the end, the credit unions all lent money.

Isn't this a mess? How many bad debts will this generate?

The director of the rural credit union is very happy. The task of extending loans is extremely difficult to complete elsewhere.

But here, in less than a month, more than 200,000 were released.

The task was exceeded.

Just when the director of the township credit union was happy, he received the news that Jiang Xiaobai wanted a loan of five million.

The director of the credit union lost his seat on the stool and fell to the ground.

Five million, isn't this embarrassing yourself? How can I get five million to lend money to?

"Director, recently you have been lending money to Jianhua Village. The production of several factories in Jianhua Village has been affected. Do you think Jiang Xiaobai can not bear a grudge against you?"

A salesman said.

"You can't just catch a sheep all the time to collect wool. If the situation continues like this, several factories in Jianhua Village might have to stop working..."

"Isn't it true that people in other villages are afraid to get loans, but Jianhua Village is rushing to get loans? What can I do? I don't want to either," said the director of the credit union with a wry smile.

After thinking about it, the director of the credit union decided to personally visit Jiang Xiaobai and explain to Jiang Xiaobai the cause and effect of the matter.

Several factories in Jianhua Village are definitely giants in Shangma Township, and they also have connections and backgrounds in the county.
Chapter completed!