A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

"Uncle Youde, the village secretary of Xiahe Village will be sent over soon. We'll be counting on you to lead the team then."

Jin Youde smiled honestly and sincerely: "Secretary, don't worry, it will definitely happen."

Secretary Peng patted him on the shoulder.

"How about Monday? Let's invite the two Comrades Shen to come to town for another talk. I remember they're registered members of the Youth League, right?"

No matter what he said, Jin Youde nodded repeatedly.

After seeing off the group of big shots, he sat down with the other members of the village committee.

Aunt Honghua is the deputy director of the Women's Federation. She was there just now and also heard what those leaders said.

Her face was dark and shiny.

"Go talk to Mingrong first," Jin Youde said slowly as he walked out.

Aunt Honghua and other village committee members pulled it back.

"Think again about how to talk to him."

"Uncle De, it's going too far to force them to agree that local employees must make up at least half of the workforce. It's asking too much of them."

Aunt Honghua's face also looked unwell; she was deeply conflicted.

For us villagers, it's a good thing that a factory has been established here, and it's even better that the factory is required to hire local employees.

But she also felt that requiring half of them to be locals was indeed a bit excessive.

Jin Youde looked worried: "Don't think about it anymore, just go and talk to them directly. If Mingrong and the others are unwilling, then we'll discuss it further."

He pinned his hopes on the words he said to Shen Mingrong before he left.

When I went to the Shen family's house, only Li Jiaojiao was in the living room.

"village head?"

Li Jiaojiao is peeling off the old map.

"Jiaojiao, it's time to get a new world map."

They could tell at a glance that the old map was no longer usable.

After learning about the history of the red flag being replaced by the tricolor flag through the system, Li Jiaojiao went to the convenience store and replaced it with a new map.

"Yes, a new world needs a new map."

Seeing that Jin Youde and the others were still standing, Li Jiaojiao pulled out chairs for them to sit down: "Village Chief, Aunt Honghua, please have a seat. The tea will be ready in a moment."

After a long silence, village chief Jin Youde finally spoke: "Jiaojiao, your factory and dormitory can pass the review, but..."

Li Jiaojiao asked unhurriedly, "But what?"

She wasn't worried at all that the factory and dormitory plans wouldn't come to fruition, and she was well aware that there would definitely be many obstacles ahead.

It's normal for someone to want a couple more slices of such a big cake.

"But you have to guarantee that there are more local employees than out-of-town employees," Aunt Honghua said bluntly.

Li Jiaojiao chuckled softly, and after listening, she came up with a solution.

Jin Youde quickly added, "It's not that we can't discuss it. We'll have to talk to the town leaders again on Monday, the day after tomorrow. We can negotiate then, and they might not agree to our demands."

Li Jiaojiao could tell that he had already been tactful enough in his words.

"Village chief, don't worry, we'll talk about it when we get there."

Jin Youde and his companions walked out of the Shen family home in a daze.

On the way, Jin Jianguo, a member of the village committee, raised a question;

"Do you think Shen Ajiao's words have any effect? ​​Does Shen Mingrong listen to her?"

Aunt Honghua insisted, "It's impossible for me not to listen."

"Why should Shen Mingrong listen to a woman when it comes to business matters?" Jin Jianguo didn't understand.

"Hmph," Aunt Honghua snorted coldly, "Is it so hard to understand that Jiaojiao is a woman who is just as good at business as a man?"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was getting increasingly tense, Jin Youde quickly interrupted.

"Alright, instead of thinking about where to go, why don't you think about what to say when you go to town?"

Jin Jianguo felt somewhat indignant when this was mentioned.

"Everyone rushes over when there's good news. They're saying the village party secretary is going to be sent down, but who knows which leader's son or daughter it will be?"

Jin Youde slapped him on the forehead, giving him a good slap.

"How many times have I told you! You are not allowed to say anything about the village party secretary outside of this place!"

Even walls have ears, let alone a main road; anyone who isn't deaf can hear it.

"Uncle De, I understand."

Jin Youde, still angry, kicked him again: "Know? Know what? All you know is this!"

Aunt Honghua chuckled to herself.

It would be best if the village chief kicked him a couple more times to wake up this blockhead.

Looking at the business plan for the factory and dormitory, Li Jiaojiao realized that the advantage of "promoting employment" had probably blinded the leaders.

In fact, a factory is different from a company.

The vast majority of factory workers are locals.

The fact that those leaders brought it up shows that they are well aware of how many migrant workers will be coming in.

Their request was not made lightly.

Li Jiaojiao lay on the sofa; this request had far-reaching implications.

In the future, there will definitely be more migrant workers than local workers. If there are too many locals in the factory, management resources will be tilted towards the locals to the greatest extent.

Two days later, Monday.

"Mingrong, Jiaojiao, don't worry, the Xiahe Village Committee will definitely stand by your side."

Before entering the leaders' offices, Jin Youde spoke to them quietly.

The two of them smiled at him.

These two are definitely a perfect match; they even smile alike. Kim Yoo-deok finished a cigarette at the door before going inside.

Only Secretary Peng and his subordinates are here today.

After exchanging pleasantries for about ten minutes, Secretary Peng got down to business.

Secretary Peng smiled slightly as he flipped through the documents handed to him by his subordinates: "The organization's greatest expectation for outstanding young people like you is to promote the diversified development of the rural economy and lead and drive the economic development of townships."

In short, Li Jiaojiao's motto is "Make money, make lots of money, and let most people make some money too."

"The organization has determined that there is only one requirement: local employees must account for 50% of the total workforce over the next three years."

Secretary Peng spoke with a smile, but the cold glint in his eyes made it all the more clear.

If you disagree, then there's no point in discussing it.

Li Jiaojiao continued, "Secretary Peng, this request isn't impossible to agree to, but... what are the criteria for evaluating local employees?"

"Is it just the village, the town, or the entire province?"

"Of course, all those from this province count," Secretary Peng replied with a smile.

Actually, I wasn't satisfied, but it was enough that they agreed to my request.

Continuing to probe further would be impolite to both parties.

Li Jiaojiao brought a document: "At the organization's request, we have drawn up a separate agreement, which requires the signatures of all the leaders."

Her and Shen Mingrong's names were already signed on it.

She couldn't possibly believe everything the other person said.

Secretary Peng's smile froze: "Miss Shen, you don't trust us?"

Li Jiaojiao's lips curled slightly upwards, her eyes bright. "Secretary Peng, it's just a typical procedure for business people, isn't it?"

Do you really think that just because you made a request you can walk away and we can't keep our options open?

Secretary Peng took the agreement and set it aside: "We will sign it as soon as possible."

"Secretary Peng, please sign first. We'll make a copy on the first floor later for our records."

After much deliberation, Secretary Peng signed the agreement, but he requested that it not be made public.

Li Jiaojiao agreed.

Jin Youde followed them back to the village.

He could clearly see that the one leading the way was Shen Ajiao, and Shen Mingrong was always half a step behind her.