Chapter 267 City
Chapter 267 Return to the city
On the second day of the new year, the weather was gloomy since early morning. The thick clouds floating over from the side of the mountain were very thick and looked heavy, like a layer of black and gray rocks that could fall at any time.
Last night's weather forecast said that there would be a heavy snow today, but it would only be in the afternoon. However, when I woke up early in the morning, fine ice chips began to float in the gloomy sky. That's right, it was not snow, but ice chips.
An Rusong did not plan to stay at home for long when he returned to Wontongli from Seoul. According to the previously planned itinerary, he should have returned to Seoul with Rubin early this morning, but because of the planned investment in building a factory, he had to stay one more day. But no matter what, he had to rush back to Seoul tomorrow, because according to Jenny's previous agreement with him, he would meet Leonard in the next two or three days, and he could not miss this meeting.
Since he has to get back to Seoul tomorrow, he has to leave today. Because if the snow gets heavy, the Yeongdong Expressway will definitely be closed, and the road south is rugged and if it is covered with a layer of snow, it will probably be impossible to drive on. Therefore, he has to get back to Seoul before the snow gets heavy.
At nine o'clock in the morning, soybean-sized snowflakes began to mix with the originally fine ice debris, but the snow was not very dense, but sparse. However, it was obvious that it would not be long before the heavy snow fell.
He also chatted with An's father and mother, as well as his three brothers, Ruze, for a while, especially urging the three brothers to calm down and study hard, mainly to learn management skills from the person in charge of the toy factory. It was not until nearly half past nine that An Rushong took Rubin and Luo Minzhi, who had rested enough, out the door together.
The Mercedes-Benz drove through the village in the light snow and met Luo Shengkui, the village head, who had been waiting at the door of his house. Then the two cars drove out of Yuantongli one after the other and headed straight for the Lingdong Expressway.
Yeongdong Expressway runs from Seoul to the east coast of the peninsula, almost across the entire Gangwon Province. It is also the best choice for Wontongli to communicate with the outside world. However, Wontongli is not right next to Yeongdong Expressway. As Luo Shengkui said, there is still a distance of 12 kilometers from Wontongli to Yeongdong Expressway.
12 kilometers may not sound that long, but don't forget that Yuantongli is in the mountains, where the long Jiali Mountain is located. The 12-kilometer road is not only rugged and difficult to walk, but also passes through four rock-fall sections along the way. It's OK on sunny days, but once it rains or snows, this road is impossible to walk on.
Therefore, if a large amount of money is not invested, it would not be easy to build this road. Otherwise, it would not have become a problem that has troubled Yuantongli.
Why did Luo Shengkui want An Rusong to build the toy factory in Yuantongli, even at the cost of offending Jin Xilie? In addition to the 12 jobs in the toy factory, he also hoped that An Rusong could invest a sum of money to repair the -kilometer road.
This is the 12-kilometer road connecting Yuantongli to Lingdong Expressway. If Yuantongli does not repair it itself, don't expect Shuidongmian to invest public funds to repair it. Given the scale of Yuantongli with hundreds of households, it simply cannot afford to build such a road.
A propaganda slogan says: "If you want to be rich, build roads first." This sentence is not only accurate in China, but also in South Korea.
Under the fine snow, the two cars climbed over the 12-mile mountain road. When the Lingdong Expressway became visible in the distance, the Hyundai sedan in front slowed down, rolled over the gravel and slowly stopped by the roadside.
In the Mercedes-Benz, Luo Minzhi, who was in charge of driving, also turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road. After seeing the driver's door of the car in front open and Luo Shengkui, who was wearing a black down jacket, jumped out of the car, he pushed the door open and got out, then walked to the rear door and opened it for An Rusong.
"Rushong, look here," Luo Shengkui had already walked up to An Rushong when he got off the car. He blew on his hands, glanced at the fields on the south side of the road, and said, "From this road all the way to the Qingze River in the south, it's all our land in Yuantongli."
Perhaps because the country is small and the people are weak, but the nationalist sentiment is still relatively high, Koreans always like to exaggerate. For example, the so-called Cheongjae River is actually a small river less than three meters wide. In China, this thing is called a drainage ditch, but in Korea, it is a river!
After saying this, Luo Shengkui paused, looked around with a guilty conscience, and then continued: "Rusong, don't listen to the nonsense that Jinmianchang said. After all, our Yuantongli is your root. You grew up in our village, right? So, if there are conditions to take care of our own people, why don't we give priority to our own people? Yes, Jinmianchang is right. We don't have so many young people in our village. Let alone 300 people, even people can't be gathered. But so what? If we can't gather people in Yuantongli, don't we still have Qingxili and Anyuanli?"
"As for the land, you don't have to worry. As long as it's what you need, whether it's 200 acres or 300 acres, we can get it for you," Luo Shengkui seemed to have regained his confidence. He raised his arm, drew a circle in front of his eyes, and raised his voice, "I'm not bragging, just this piece of land, if you feel it's not enough, we can expand to the south." "It seems that the south side of Qingze River is not our place, right?" An Rushong looked far to the south and chuckled.
In the memories left by his predecessor, there is a lot of information about the land in Yuantongli. It can be seen that his predecessor actually had a certain obsession with land. Think about it, after all, he has been renting other people's land since he was a child. The reason why he left Yuantongli was because the land rented from Luo Jinggeng's family could no longer support his family.
However, An Rushong's ideas are completely different from his predecessor. He has never thought about farming or becoming a landlord. Those things are too low-level.
"That's right. The land south of Qingze River is Qingxili's, and the land west of Lingdong Expressway is Anyuanli's," Luo Shengkui nodded and said, but then added, "But you can rest assured, as long as you are sure to invest and build a factory here, I can come forward to discuss the land issue with them, and I guarantee that there will be no problem."
An Rusong withdrew his gaze from the distance, took out a cigarette from his pocket, gave one to Luo Shengkui and Luo Minzhi next to him, and lit it for both of them before saying with a smile: "Uncle Shengkui, let me put it this way, I don't have any specific opinion on where to build this factory, whether it is in our Yuantong Village or somewhere else. My only request is to solve the land use issue as soon as possible, and at the same time, not to leave any disputes."
He lit his own cigarette, took a puff, and continued, "My idea is that if Uncle Shengkui can solve the land use problem, then the factory's recruitment can be entrusted to Uncle Shengkui. At that time, Uncle Shengkui can find an intermediary, and the factory can entrust the recruitment to your intermediary. As long as the workers you send to the factory meet the requirements, the factory will not care how your intermediary operates."
Luo Shengkui obviously didn't understand what he meant, and his expression looked a little confused. There was nothing he could do. Although he was the head of Yuantong Village, this small village was too isolated, and there were limited opportunities to contact the outside world. Moreover, Luo Shengkui had no chance to get involved in this kind of labor export business. Therefore, even if An Rusong promised him, he didn't understand how much profit was hidden in it.
Seeing that this guy didn't understand what he meant, An Rusong smiled, turned around and walked towards the parking space, saying as he walked: "Uncle Shengkui, I suggest you learn about the agency first. When you figure it out, you can call me at any time. As for the factory construction, there is no rush."
As he spoke, he had already walked to the side of the Mercedes-Benz. "As for the land use, I want this area, south of Qingze River and west of Lingdong Expressway. I have temporarily planned to use 200 acres of land. Uncle Shengkui, go talk to the owners of those lands."
For other members of the An family, even Luo Shengkui and Jin Mianchang, An Rushong's investment in building a toy factory is a big deal, because it is not only related to the tax revenue of Shuidongmian, but also to 300 jobs. But for An Rushong, this investment is nothing at all. Not to mention that the toy factory has orders and is unlikely to make a loss, even if it makes a loss, what can it do?
In the world of An Rushong's previous life, there was a joke about the Korean weather forecast. The general meaning was that the Korean weather forecast was very simple. There was no need to report the weather of a specific city. It only needed to say "how the whole country is doing".
Of course, this is just a joke. Although South Korea is small in area, it is not that small. But the fact is that once there is rain or snow, most of the peninsula will be affected.
After bidding farewell to Luo Shengkui, An Rushong got on the Lingdong Expressway at around 10:30 in the morning. The snow was not heavy at that time, just some bean-sized snowflakes mixed in the drizzle of ice. But by the time the Mercedes-Benz entered the city of Seoul, the snow was as heavy as floating catkins, and all the places in the city where snow could be seen were already faintly white.
After returning to Seoul, An Rusong did not go directly back to the Songquandong mansion, but went directly to NGN Company.
Today, all the Korean employees in the company have a holiday, but the dozen or so Russian programmers do not have a holiday. After all, for the Russians, New Year's Day is not a holiday at all. Moreover, they left their hometown and have no relatives in Korea, so they have nowhere to go even if they take a holiday.
However, the reason why An Rushong rushed to the company as soon as he returned to Seoul was not for these Russian employees, but for Jenny.
(End of this chapter)