Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

The old leader slapped his forehead and said, "I'm possessed!"

Yang Qingdai brought the tea to him and said, "You old bones just sit there and let the young people lead the charge, right?

You are already old, do you still want to fight an unknown enemy with a rifle and a cannon?"

"Crazy girl, watch your words." After all, because of his position, Su Mo had to remind Yang Qingdai.

The old leader waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, let this girl continue talking."

"What did you say?" Yang Qingdai pretended to be dumbfounded. "Hasn't it all been said?"

You can't just say, "I support reform, and the whole nation will take off in the future." That will kill you.

So the topic changed, "Let's talk about Su Heitan. You've recovered now. When are you going back to the south? I guess your old leader misses you a lot."

"He also came to Beijing for a meeting." He picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. "Good tea, another cup."

Yang Qingdai: "...Old leader, this is tea, not wine."

"It makes no difference. Refill your cup." His tone changed. "Su kid, the situation in the south is now stable. What are your plans next?"

Seeing him staying in the courtyard every day and declining all invitations from all sides, it is hard to guess what this brat will plan to do next.

"There's nothing to plan."

Yang Qingdai keenly noticed the slight loneliness in Su Mo's tone. Something was wrong, very wrong.

Logically speaking, Su Mo has made a contribution this time, so why is there no news of any reward or commendation?

Could it be that the impact of what their deputy captain said last time is still there?

Alas, as expected, where there are people, there is the underworld, and where there is the underworld, there will be all kinds of open and covert attacks, which are impossible to defend against... Well, that's not right, they should be described as cunning and deceitful.

"Are you really not planning to stay in the South?" The old leader drank three cups of tea in a row. The tea at noon was so damn salty that it made him very thirsty.

Yang Qingdai sat up, her eyes sparkling, "Will you apply to go to Yangcheng?"

If she goes back in the future, Su Mo will still protect her.

"Wouldn't it be better for Su boy to stay in Beijing?" The old leader knocked on the table, motioning for her to continue pouring tea.

Yang Qingdai curled her lips: "Not very good, the coastal cities will be the richest places in the future. Look at Guangzhou now, and then compare it with Beijing now."

Whether the economy can take off in the future still depends on whether the coastal cities with ports dare to take the lead.

"I don't plan to stay in the capital." The closer to the political center, the more disputes there are. "See where the crazy girl plans to develop after graduation, and we can go there with our family."

Xie Qiqi seems to like playing with these girls very much.

Judging from Yang Qingdai's attitude, there is a high probability that she will return to the South to develop after graduation. She is still eagerly waiting for the policy to be officially implemented so that she can go to a small fishing village along the coast to acquire land.

Although it was not clear what she wanted to do by grabbing the land, at least from the time they met until now, this girl had never lost money in any business.

Ahem, except when they buy on credit.

Yang Qingdai generously gave him a thumbs up: "You have vision and can see far ahead. Come on, I will take you back to the south to make a fortune."

She now feels less and less pressured to call herself an older sister.

The old leader knocked on the table with a little more force: "Stop talking nonsense when you go out."

They get rich, but later they are accused of false charges. Let's see if they can continue to talk nonsense every day.

Yang Qingdai stuck out her tongue, "Isn't this the aftereffect of being provoked by them after going to Hong Kong?"

"Girl," the old leader smiled indulgently, "you young people are still the ones with high aspirations. Being young and full of energy is sometimes a good thing."

The old leader took out a newspaper and gave it to them. "I know you don't read newspapers, so I brought it specially for you."

Yang Qingdai took the newspaper handed to her by her old leader, which was a report about farmers in Anhui Province contracting land.

Su Mo didn't understand what she meant, but Yang Qingdai's heart was moved, "Can we do it too?"

"It probably won't work in Beijing." The old leader gave them a heads-up, "If you want to go to the south, there should be plenty of opportunities."

Yang Qingdai loved to hear this.

Her original plan was to return to the south to develop.

The geographical location there is much more convenient than inland Beijing. They can get access to information from the outside world first, which is more suitable for them to make money.

She has no chance of getting high positions or generous salaries.

It is better to run a small business quietly and wait for Yang Ziling and Xiaodao to come back.

Fortunately, Su Mo didn't know her mental activities, otherwise she would have been crazy about output. Given her current situation, she still said it was a small business.

"Well, I have to plan it carefully."

Yang Qingdai only had a rough idea in her mind. This "history" of her previous life was too long ago for her, and her memory of many things was vague.

"Su boy, you..."

"Get out, you are not welcome here."

The old leader's words were drowned out by Wang Changfeng's angry roar.

Yang Qingdai and Su Mo looked at each other. What was supposed to come had finally come.

"What's going on?" The old leader was shocked.

Even when he encountered the arrogance of those people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau before, he had never seen him so furious.

"Ahem, well, we met a man on the way today who claimed to be Wang Changfeng's brother, although Wang Changfeng also acknowledged the existence of this man.

However, due to some historical reasons, Wang Changfeng did not want him to come back to recognize him."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Yang Qingdai let out a long sigh of relief.

Su Mo added: "Old leader, I have talked to him, and the process is a bit tortuous. Wang Changfeng should not be able to calm down and listen to Wang Changqing's explanation for the time being."

"Nonsense!" The old leader put down his hand that was about to slam the table, "No matter what the reason is, if the person can come back alive, he must explain what he said clearly."

Yang Qingdai secretly glanced at her old leader's hand and learned her lesson.

Last time he hit it so hard that the small table almost fell apart, so she found this set of solid wood table and chairs overnight.

I just thought the old leader would slap me hard again, what a pity, I didn’t see it.

"Su kid, go call them both in." He added, "Don't let your Aunt Wang know yet."

Tsk, I knew it, old ginger is still spicy.

The old leader is always considerate and thoughtful in his work, and I am worried whether Aunt Wang can accept it.

"Old leader, do you want me to help you find out what the old lady is saying? You keep procrastinating like this, and I'm getting worried about you."

Yang Qingdai poured out the tea and replaced it with a new cup of tea.

"Go away, little kid, just focus on your studies and career. Stop worrying about our adult affairs."

This kid is becoming more and more indecent.

I just can't understand why these originally good kids became more and more deviant under his nose.

When Mr. Lu and the others are free to come back, how am I going to explain this to them?