Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 295 We don’t produce poison, we are just porters

The ancestral hall of Xingfu Village is located in the center of the village.

The ancestral hall is antique, with flying eaves and brackets, and looks very solemn and majestic.

The floor is paved with bluestone slabs, the front hall is spacious and bright, and the walls are covered with portraits of ancestors and tablets of their achievements.

At this moment, the village party secretary Li Yaodong was sitting on a chair in front of the front hall.

The others were all sitting on both sides, arguing fiercely about something.

Snapped!

As Li Yaodong slammed the cup on the table, the discussion stopped.

"I'm still here, and everyone's already yelling. Are there any rules?"

His voice was not loud, but his eyes were intimidating.

At this time, Li Yaohua, the second wife, couldn't help it and spoke first.

"Brother, I just don't understand. Why do we have to shut down some factories when everything is going well?"

"Yes, those new gadgets are really cool, and they'll definitely sell well in the future, but we don't need to lose sight of the big picture, right?"

As soon as Lai Yiu-wah finished speaking, many people around him immediately began to agree.

"Yes, Uncle Dong, our factories have been open for many years. How can they be closed just like that?"

"This batch of new goods has been put on the market in large quantities, and the return flow hasn't even started yet. Are we all going to be left with nothing for the next few days?"

"That's right, we don't agree to stop work or production. Not a single factory can stop. We can still ship those goods, but we can't lose our core business."

The scene returned to its previous noisy state, like a vegetable market.

A cold light flashed across Li Yaodong's glasses. He said nothing more and just slowly stood up.

He put his hands behind his back, slowly walked forward a few steps, and stood on the steps.

The noise of discussion gradually died down, and everyone stared at Li Yaodong's back, waiting for him to speak.

After more than a minute, when everyone began to feel uneasy, Li Yaodong slowly turned around.

"Have you had enough of the quarrel? If you haven't finished, I can give you some time to slowly argue and quarrel here."

Li Yaodong's aura was too strong, and he glanced over.

Almost no one dared to look him in the eye; they all lowered their heads.

At this moment, he knew that the hearts of the people in Xingfu Village were still there, and he still held absolute authority.

Back then, it was he who led the villagers on the path to wealth (breaking the law and committing crimes).

Today, it is still him who shows everyone the way forward.

Li Yaodong snorted coldly: "After all this fussing and arguing here, don't you just feel like you've been shortchanged and earned less money?"

"No problem, the factory can be reopened, and I can help you make up for the losses during the closure period."

"But one thing is for sure: none of you should touch the sales channels for the new products. Don't be jealous of how much money I make later!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions suddenly became awkward.

How high the quality of that new batch of goods is? How can they not see it, as they have been engaged in the drug manufacturing industry for many years?

The purity is many times higher than that produced by these factories, and it is also very addictive.

In this case, the repurchase rate will also be ridiculously high.

If things go well, the profits recovered will be more than ten times of the previous amount.

With such a big cake, who would be willing to give it up?

"Uncle Dong, we, we were just talking casually..."

"Yes, yes, we are too greedy. Who would keep looking at sesame seeds when they have watermelons..."

"Uncle Dong, we'll do whatever you arrange. We'll obey you completely. However, we can't always give them away for free. After all, we're not doing charity..."

Li Yaodong raised his hand to interrupt the discussion: "I have two points to make. First, closing the factory is not to stop you from making money, but to better protect our Xingfu Village."

"Both the purchasing and production processes are relatively cumbersome and generate a large amount of waste and wastewater. Although we have had support and have been doing well over the years, it doesn't mean we can continue to do so."

"This is not the past. This is an era of widespread smartphones and cameras everywhere. If someone spots a problem and posts it online, it can be a devastating blow to us."

"I'm doing this not only to ensure safety, but also to transform in a different direction. If we can make several times more money just by putting a label on it and reselling it, why don't we choose a less risky path?"

Everyone nodded in agreement. Uncle Dong was indeed a man of foresight.

Everyone only considers the immediate interests, but he is the only one who truly considers the long-term.

A young man in the crowd interrupted, "Uncle Dong, I understand. Isn't this the same as the slogan of Farmer Sanquan's advertisement: We don't produce poison, we are just the transporters of poison."

Li Yaodong raised the corner of his mouth, smiled and nodded: "That's understandable. Of course, the premise is that they can provide us with a stable supply of goods, otherwise we have to continue to do our old business."

"But I believe, judging by the quality of these goods, if we work for a few years, we can save up a large sum of money and retire smoothly."

Li Yaohua, the second son who spoke first, raised his eyebrows and felt that what his eldest brother said was reasonable.

If you can make quick money, make it first. If you can’t make any quick money, go back to your old business.

As for retirement...what a joke, people will only become more and more greedy.

"Secondly," Li Yaodong continued, "I plan to cut off all supply in the market in three days. Then, through the black market, I'll drive up prices bit by bit."

"Although this drug appears harmless, the withdrawal reaction is much more severe than HLY."

"So, we don't have to worry about sales at all. All we need to do is change the label and packaging, and then sit back and count the money."

The words "counting money" made everyone present smile from the bottom of their hearts.

To them, it doesn't matter whether the money is stained with blood or not.

At this time, the young man asked: "Uncle Dong, will the police target us then?"

Lai Yiu Tung smiled and said, "Don't worry, everything that needs to be done has been done. As long as I, Lai Yiu Tung, am still in this position, no one in the police force can touch us."

The others also didn't take it seriously and instead laughed and joked about it.

"Hey, Jinwen, why are you so timid? For so many years, under the leadership of Uncle Dong, our Xingfu Village has been prosperous. When has anything ever happened?"

"If the police find us, we will make sure they disappear the next day."

"Don't worry, if there are any inspections, someone will inform us in advance."

Seeing the peaceful atmosphere restored in the ancestral hall, Li Yaodong turned to look at the ancestral tablets with a smile on his face.

With the blessings of our ancestors, I hope that our Xingfu Village can earn more and go further in the future.

At this moment, a man with a crew cut and a leather jacket hurried into the ancestral hall and came to Uncle Dong.

"Uncle Dong, something's happening!"

"what happened?"

"A little after nine in the morning, two strangers came to the village. One was a scrap collector, and the other was an air conditioner repairman. They kept wandering around the village..."

Li Yaodong narrowed his eyes and asked calmly, "Two unfamiliar faces? Have you called to ask if they are from the police?"

The man in the leather jacket shook his head. "I've asked, and it's probably not the police. They haven't taken any action recently."

Li Yaodong thought for a moment, pushed up his glasses and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on him. If necessary, arrest him and interrogate him. It's better to be safe than sorry."

"it is good..."

As soon as the man in leather jacket finished speaking, two loud voices came from outside the ancestral hall.

"Recycle old mobile phones, recycle old mobile phones, exchange old mobile phones for kitchen knives, scissors, pots, recycle long hair..."

"Repair computers, induction cookers, washing machines, TVs... We can repair everything except the love between a couple..."