Hearing Jiang Tao's words, Jiang Tao's wife shook her head and chuckled:

"You!"

"You still spoil your sister so much."

"Isn't it a good thing that your sister has found a good man?"

What are you getting angry about here?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tao said helplessly, "That's true, but I'm still not happy."

Seeing this, Jiang Tao's wife changed the subject, saying, "What does the happy thing that happened to you just now have to do with Mei Zhuang's boyfriend?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tao explained, "I've been having headaches lately about the economic development of Shitou Township and the development of its businesses, haven't I?"

"The suggestion to me to assemble a radio factory was made by Liang Ming."

“Initially, I took this suggestion to a meeting in the township, hoping to implement it, but I encountered a lot of resistance.”

"We lack manpower, money, and resources."

"In the end, it was my sister and Liang Ming who paid for it and helped me solve the problem, and that radio assembly factory was finally established."

"Now, the radio assembly plant has become a regular operation, producing hundreds of radios every day."

"Following Liang Ming's advice, I targeted our factory's radio consumers at the rural population, and sure enough, we achieved considerable sales."

"Because of this factory, I received a great deal of praise from the county."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tao's wife asked curiously, "So, you're happy because of this?"

“Not only that!” Jiang Tao shook his head and then told his wife about how Liang Ming and his second uncle had acquired a liquor workshop in Shitou Township and built the Golden Winery.

"That Golden Winery sent 20 bottles of Golden Wine to our guesthouse's canteen."

"In just one day, we sold 15 bottles and made more than 300 yuan!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tao's wife gasped in shock: "So much money?"

Jiang Tao's wife is also an employee of a state-owned enterprise, earning only about fifty yuan a month.

More than 300 yuan is already half a year's income for her.

"I was just helping Liang Ming out of friendship, and I got some Golden Wine from them."

"Now it seems that the potential of this golden wine far exceeds my imagination."

"The future economic development of our Shitou Township may very well depend on this Golden Winery!"

Jiang Tao said with a serious expression.

"According to you, our brother-in-law is quite capable."

"Such outstanding talents must be firmly united around us."

"With him around, your work in Shitou Township will go much more smoothly."

Jiang Tao's wife, keenly aware of Liang Ming's talent, suggested:

"Whenever you're free, invite Liang Ming and our sister over to our house. I'll cook for them myself."

"Since he's my future brother-in-law, as his sister-in-law, I should at least show him some concern."

Hearing his wife's words, Jiang Tao smiled and said:

"Okay, I'll find a time to arrange a meeting with them."

It is said that marrying a virtuous wife is better than winning a thousand taels of gold.

He felt that his wife was a virtuous wife who was one in a million.

With such a virtuous wife, how could he not realize his lofty ambitions?

After dinner, Jiang Tao spoke to the director of the guesthouse and asked them to increase their order of Golden Wine.

"Don't worry, Mayor Jiang, I've already taken care of it."

After receiving Jiang Tao's call, the guesthouse director spoke with a serious expression.

In fact, even if Jiang Tao hadn't notified him, he would have contacted the Golden Winery to purchase an additional batch of Golden Wine.

They sell 15 bottles of Golden Wine a day, generating over 300 yuan in sales.

Such sales figures have surpassed those of Moutai.

Their guesthouse usually sells liquors like Niulanshan and Fenjiu.

The money from selling it is nowhere near as much as that from selling Golden Wine.

Most importantly, after learning that there was actually gold in the Golden Wine, not a single customer in these canteens said that the Golden Wine was expensive at 25 yuan.

After hanging up the phone, the guesthouse manager went to bed early, preparing to order wine the next morning.

Unexpectedly, the guesthouse front desk was in an uproar the very next morning.

Many guests at the guesthouse were making a scene, demanding that the guesthouse manager come out and give them an explanation.

The guesthouse manager thought that these guests, after sobering up, felt they had been ripped off by spending so much money on Golden Wine and wanted to back out.

But at this moment, as the director of the guesthouse, he also had to step forward.

He went to the front desk of the guesthouse and asked, "What's going on?"

When the receptionist at the guesthouse saw the director arrive, she acted as if she had seen a savior and hurriedly said;

"Director, you've come at the right time. They... they're being unreasonable..."

Before the receptionist could finish explaining, the guests all turned to the guesthouse manager and began chattering amongst themselves:

"You must be the manager of the guesthouse, right? You've come at the right time; we need to talk to you about something."

"Dear guests, please calm down and let's talk things out."

Seeing the guests' excited reactions, the guesthouse manager quickly waved his hand and said:

"If you want to get an explanation about the price of the Golden Wine, I'm sorry to tell you that once a product is sold, the price is non-negotiable."

The guests were taken aback by the guesthouse manager's words, and then began to speak:

"Who told you we wanted to negotiate the price?"

"We came here to buy Golden Wine, but your front desk won't sell it to us."

Listening to the tourists' chatter, the guesthouse manager was taken aback. These people weren't here to cause trouble.

He soon learned their needs from their conversations.

It turns out that many of these guests were merchants passing through, and they all thought the Golden Wine tasted good after drinking it last night.

Most importantly, despite drinking so much liquor last night, they didn't have a headache at all this morning.

They all knew they had come across some really good liquor.

Everyone was thinking of buying a few bottles to drink themselves, give as gifts, or serve to guests at banquets.

This is truly a golden wine, and serving it to guests is in no way inferior to serving Moutai.

But when they asked to buy the Golden Wine, the receptionist at the guesthouse said they couldn't sell it, which they found unacceptable.

They immediately started demanding to see the guesthouse manager.

When the guesthouse manager heard that the guests wanted Golden Wine, he knew it was a good thing and was overjoyed.

"What's going on? Why are the guests buying Golden Wine, and you're willing to sell it to them?"

The guesthouse manager turned his head, glared at the receptionist, and questioned her.

"Director, I..." The receptionist stammered upon hearing this.

In fact, as the receptionist at the state-run guesthouse, she usually judged people by their appearance.

Coupled with having to get up early to work, she was somewhat grumpy in the morning.

When she heard that these customers wanted to buy Golden Wine, she thought she could get some benefits, so she said she couldn't sell the wine.

She was just using this as an excuse to ask for some benefits.

Unexpectedly, while the passing merchants were ready to offer them benefits, the tourists from the north were unhappy and started arguing with her.

That's how things escalated.

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