Canghai doesn't like socializing. In the past, he was forced to do it to make a living. Now his original temperament is revealed in his pocket while he is a little money. But now he has to socialize. First, because the villager treats guests, both the township chief and the secretary are considered the immediate boss of Sijiaping Village, and this face cannot be ignored. It's not that Canghai is afraid of them, but that things in this world are better off as less trouble, and it's not a good thing to offend people and play without anything.

Secondly, Japanese people like Matsuda Akio also have the intention of making friends with Wu Mingdao, so don’t underestimate these Japanese people. The ones on the domestic wine table are extremely skillful.

Cang Hai looked at Akio Matsuda who had just told a vulgar joke. In a trance, he felt that the person sitting next to him was not a smiling Japanese, but an old man from the Chinese officialdom. He sat on the table and whispered the cups. The jokes came one after another, making people laugh at the table, including Zhang Heng, who had never smiled very much.

It is logical that everyone has met for the first time, and it has been a bit of a joke. However, the lower-level officialdom, the township chief and secretary are mostly rough people, and they are not easy to tell jokes at the county level. These sound just right, but some people may be able to attract Akio Matsuda as a confidant.

"Mr. Cang, what's wrong?" Matsuda Akio drank a glass, turned around and saw Cang Hai's gaze a little free. He sat down and leaned his head and asked in a low voice at Cang Hai.

Cang Hai shook his head: "It's okay, I just didn't expect you to understand the Chinese wine table culture."

Matsuda Akio smiled and said, "I have been in China for many years. To be honest, I have been in China more than in Japan. I also have many Chinese friends. If I were in the Magic City, I would occasionally find two or three friends to go to the food stalls on the side of the road while drinking beer and picking small skewers."

Wu Mingdao picked up the wine glass at this time: "Mr. Matsuda, what are you talking about? Come on, I'll give you a glass."

After hearing this, Akio Matsuda immediately picked up the wine glass and stood up, saying repeatedly: "I dare not, how can I help you to toast!"

After saying that, he raised his head and dried up the wine in the glass, and then crossed the wine cup to indicate that he had not left a drop.

"Mr. Matsuda's heroic spirit" Wu Mingdao finished laughing and sipped the wine in his hand.

Before sitting down, Wu Mingdao said: "Mr. Matsuda will ask me if you have any trouble in the future. It is only within my responsibilities. I will give priority to it. As for watermelon matters, you should put your heart in your stomach. The village will definitely cooperate..."

Cang Hai looked at Wu Mingdao's appearance and thought to himself: Look at you, you look like a second-genius translator!

He said this, but Canghai also knew in his heart that Wu Mingdao is just selling cheap words. The so-called support for Matsuda Akio is almost nothing. The village is already poor, so it is difficult to spend some money to repair the road to Sijiaping Village?

Don’t even think about this, let alone road construction, even if you ask the village to pay 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, Wu Mingdao will have a headache for a long time. It’s not that there are really no 30,000 yuan in the village, but that the money in the village is one carrot and one pit, and a lot of money is not caused by the township secretary.

Matsuda Akio also knew that he just wanted to not make trouble in the village when he was transporting watermelons. Although he was Japanese, he had been in China for so long, so how could he not know the difficulty of dealing with the little ghosts? No matter the county town that was finally unable to fall into the factory, there would be no less opportunities to deal with the village in the future. Now make a good relationship first, so things will be easier to handle in the future.

"Then I thank Secretary Wu. I'll have a drink here first." As he said that, Matsuda Akio filled a cup himself, then raised his head and drank it again.

“Good alcohol!”

Men in the northwest generally like to drink wine, and even say that the wine table chooses son-in-law. Now Akio Matsuda drinks one cup after another, so the people on the table naturally have some favors for this Japanese. Who doesn’t like the refreshing man?

Matsuda Akio drank with others, Oda Soichiro and Oshima Yangta were not behind, one accompanied the village chief and the other accompanied Zhang Heng. The drink was so refreshing, and the atmosphere at the table became even more lively.

It was Canghai who was eating the food slowly, smiling at the people on the table, running the train with his mind.

After drinking in one go, Canghai naturally came together, but fortunately, Canghai's alcohol tolerance was still enough, and everyone's goal was to be consistent with the outside world. Thinking of pouring down the Japanese on the table, Canghai was not drunk.

Waiting for a drink, Wu Mingdao was sober that he turned to his head. Sun Zhenjun was very sober, which made Cang Hai very convinced. He didn't expect that such a thin guy turned out to be a wine barrel. After drinking at least one and a half pounds of white wine, he had nothing to do. He didn't speak with knots. He was a powerful general at the table.

As for Matsuda Akio and the other two, I won’t say it. The two of them have already fallen down. Only Oshima Yota still moves from time to time, muttering a word of Japanese from time to time. Fortunately, what they say is simple. The masters all understand it. Even if they don’t understand, they can understand it from his gestures. That is: No, no more.

"Damn, I can actually understand Japanese!"

Sun Zhenjun smiled very vulgarly.

Cang Hai and Zhang Heng laughed loudly after hearing this.

Zhang Heng said: "You usually watch less unhealthy movies, but you can't stand it if you watch too much."

Sun Zhenjun waved his hand and said seriously: "Secretary Zhang, what should I do now?"

After drinking at the table, the little misunderstanding at noon was revealed. Of course, only Zhang Heng knew in his heart whether he had actually revealed it or not.

Seeing Zhang Heng looking at him, Cang Hai said, "Can you go back to the village like this?"

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "Anyway, I'll just take the cart away. I don't want to stay in the town overnight. I have to come back early and have something to do."

Hearing Zhang Heng say this, Cang Hai nodded and said, "That's OK!"

After hearing this, Sun Zhenjun said, "Isn't this good?"

He got the guests drunk, and then threw them into the flatbed cart and went to Sijiaping Village like three drunk pigs. This made Sun Zhenjun scratch his head a little, thinking that this was not a way to entertain guests. As he thought, he had to arrange for a night in the town. Of course, what if he drinks after sobering up, that would be what happened next.

What Zhang Heng was afraid of was drinking. These grassroots bureaucrats were the ones who could drink. Even if they couldn't drink, they could drink after staying in the seat for a long time.

"It's okay, they still have something to do tomorrow," said Zhang Heng.

When Sun Zhenjun heard this, he said, "Then I won't keep you anymore, but when we go back, we gathered again. I didn't expect these three Japanese to drink so much. I called Kobayashi from our town next time. That's a hero among women, three or five pounds is not a problem."

"Say it." Zhang Heng heard that one of the two big guys was too big. Today, he couldn't stand it. He would drink it after he was still drinking, and he would drink it like your sister. If Zhang Heng hadn't been cheating on his own, he would have been lying under the table long ago.

Sun Zhenjun smiled and called people to come over and helped the three Japanese friends onto the cart. Canghai drove the cart, and sat on the left and right side of the shaft of the cart with Zhang Heng, chatting while driving towards Sijiaping Village.

After walking for a while, some of the three Japanese friends vomited. Fortunately, they were in the wilderness, so they vomited. After vomiting, they drank some water, and the man's consciousness gradually woke up.

When they reached two-thirds, Matsuda Akio and the other two woke up, holding their heads one by one complaining that they had drunk a little too much at noon today.

Matsuda Akio held a cup, sipped two sips of hot water from time to time, and said to Canghai: "Mr. Cang, let's talk about the price of watermelon. Our company means that the quality of watermelon will be based on this time. Your melon is a first-class product. We will give every pound of pound of the same quality as this melon..."

Obviously, this time, Akio Matsuda and others did their homework, and Kishi also set a tone for everyone's future business.

Canghai has nothing to say, because what Matsuda Akio said has been basically approved by the county, and Canghai cannot be without any tricks. For Canghai, face is still something that needs to be taken away. It is like growing vegetables. Canghai’s vegetable garden is always more lush than other people’s. It has nothing to do with anything else. Canghai is so good at dating. He can’t stand it even if he is the villagers.

"Okay, I accept this price." Cang Hai thought for a while and agreed.

Matsuda Akio had to persuade him. He was stunned when he heard Cang Hai's words, shook his head and realized that Cang Hai agreed directly.

"You mean you agreed to this price?"

"Not bad, but I have one requirement, that is, you have to help me pay this tax, personal income tax." Cang Hai stretched out his finger and shook it in front of Akio Matsuda.

Hearing Canghai say this, Matsuda Akio's face suddenly became bitter again, and his mood as soon as he feels happy suddenly fell. As a Chinese communication, he didn't know that China has begun to adjust the new tax system now.

"This..." Even if Matsuda Akio was stupid, he knew that the tax added by Canghai would be better than a pound of one or two yuan per catty. Because even if you look briefly, the watermelons on Canghai land would have to be paid 20% of the tax, which is one-fifth of the total price.

"Or let's increase some money," Canghai said when hesitated at Akio Matsuda.

So Aohai and Matsuda Akio pulled their skin on the cart.

Zhang Heng was a little stunned when he heard it next to him. He rubbed his face with his hands from time to time. He was a little unbelievable that the two of them were actually talking about business on the cart.

Canghai didn't insist much, and there was a line drawn by the county. After adding two yuan per pound, Canghai nodded and recognized the current price.

"What do you say about setting up a factory?" Zhang Heng asked when he saw the two reached an agreement.

Matsuda Akio said: "The headquarters means that the factory should be located in the south, after all, the basic conditions here are too poor."

Zhang Heng said: "It is a fact that the basic conditions are poor, but you cannot deny that the discount we can give you is higher than that of the South, right? The South cannot give you these conditions now. Our land is free and there are tax-free discounts. You can't say that we have no advantage at all, right?"
Chapter completed!