"Ow!!!"

A woman saw something wrong and twisted her baby's ass egg. The child really cooperated. After a scream, she began to cry.

For a time, the children were crying and adults were making trouble. All the vendors who were forced to get off the bus gathered around the powerful Gu Zheng and surrounded him. However, they used a different method from when they treated Nie Zhiyuan.

Because they are afraid of being beaten, they only dare to sell miserably. The one with a low figure and a kind tone are very clear.

This made Gu Zheng, who shook his wrist, quickly enter the working state.

"Is that right? When I ask you to stop, do you cooperate with our urban management work?"

"We are not tigers. We don't eat people."

"Besides, there are explicit provisions on urban management. Only when we resist law enforcement can we take measures to confiscate finance."

"You guys paid the fine. You made a mistake. We won't take away the tricycle and watermelon."

The most important thing is that there is no room.

A person's illegal payment of dozens of yuan is confiscated compared with the whole property. You don't have to ask everyone how to choose.

Of course, if incompetent people want to punish them, they won't be the wrongdoer.

But who let Gu Zheng take the money? People are grateful and feel that they have taken a particularly big advantage.

Let Nie Zhiyuan and the members of his brigade, who finally came here, look at the scene of people paying money one after another, just like watching a fantasy play.

Gu Zheng didn't forget to get closer to these people while collecting money. He put his perspective on the melon farmers' family, analyzed the current problems from their perspective, and chatted with them in some confusion: "you say how hot it is now, the outdoor temperature in the capital city is more than 40 degrees at noon."

"The surface is white. Why do you want to come and sell melons?"

"Also, why can't you wholesalers and fruit brokers go deep into the village and negotiate business?"

"Can't so many melon farmers send a representative to the village as the organizational unit to negotiate with merchants from all walks of life?"

"In addition to avoiding the harm of indiscriminate asking prices, it can also unify the sales volume and avoid the malicious price reduction of those businessmen."

Hearing Gu Zheng's kind words asking about their needs, these melon farmers are also very grateful.

There are not so many unreasonable people in these years. They don't have to be hard to achieve what can be achieved by making money with harmony.

Therefore, one of the middle-aged men with slightly greater prestige and the largest area of watermelon at home stood up and gave an answer for everyone.

"This leader?" the man hesitated when he said this. He looked at the flowers hanging on Gu Zheng's shoulder and the silly man behind him. Intuitively, he was definitely an official. Then he continued: "what you said is easy, but there are too many things involved here."

"Not to mention the others, there are no less than five melon producing villages in Daxing alone, and everyone's villages are not so close. If we build a decent market shed for the two or three months of the year, let alone the cost, we will argue for a long time just where it is built."

"These two are not our own. At this time of year, merchants from outside are of this scale. They really can't meet their needs."

"But you said if we bite our teeth to build a big one, well, you can see, where can we build it for us?"

"In the end, it must be built in the village. The place is far away from the main trunk road. The traffic is inconvenient. Let's leave it alone. Without clear road signs, people can't find it at all. This is serious."

"What's more, the procedures are so cumbersome. We farmers don't have enough time to serve the crops. Where do we have spare time to do this? You said to let the village take the lead?"

"That's even more impossible. Where does the fund come from? Does it have to be collected door-to-door? In the process of getting it out, which is the host? It's good if the five villages don't fight."

"This leader, there are many things involved here. You can't just clap your head and make an idea."

This is quite true. It can be seen that this man is also a man who can do things and think a lot.

But Gu Zheng set this place as his "after all, you are now in my scope of work. We can contact the relevant units of urban infrastructure to find a way."

"This popular watermelon is a famous specialty in Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei."

"It is a characteristic economy in our region and plays a very important role in promoting and publicizing the specialty tourism in Daxing District."

"Don't worry, as long as you have the intention to solve the trouble, you will find the right way. How about you? If you're not busy, be my guide."

"Maybe, recently, I will stay in your field."

Hearing Gu Zheng's sincerity, the man surnamed Zhang was also very moved. He felt that the leader looked younger, but he was definitely a good leader who was down-to-earth and ran for the people.

Isn't it just a way?

He can't do business now anyway.

Then lead the way.

So the villagers who agreed to inherit introduced Gu Zheng and his party into the village.

They not only took Gu Zheng and his party to the five nearby villages involved, but also took Gu Zheng and his party to see the scope of these melon fields and several main roads they would choose when setting up stalls on weekdays.

Because of trust, he completely pointed out the direction of making a living for Gu Zheng during this period of time.

Gu Zheng is really not idle all the way to Shanghai.

Because of the long-term influence of the map layout of laughing and forgetting books, he now has some experience in the general drawing and measurement of maps.

When they returned to the origin again, Gu Zheng appeared a simple distribution map of melon farmers.

The surrounding roads, village branches, and where vendors will enter the area are marked by Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng survived most of the day because he was tired of running around for several melon farmers in the field, endured the scorching sun and heat, and did not shout bitter and tired leaders. No matter whether he succeeded in the end, he could not deny that he was a serious and good leader.

What's more, the leader did not take this as an excuse to eat the banquet that the village head specially wanted to entertain him, nor did he take this opportunity to ask for any benefits from the village committee.

He came just to do business, and left quickly after he finished it.

This spirit, this behavior, is really admirable.

In fact, for ordinary people, moving is so simple.

Even if Gu Zheng and his party refused again, when they rushed back to the office in Daxing City, their small pickup truck was still stuffed with watermelons.

This is a gift belonging to different melon farmers. They can't bear to see the hungry and thirsty urban management team members.

He slipped a few round ripe watermelons into it. It's called inviting friends to eat.

Gu Zheng didn't stop. He seemed to turn a blind eye. He greeted his brothers and drove away. The excited young urban management team members were still a rarity on the way back.

Isn't it rare?

It was always others who cried and fled. They chased like hamsters. In the end, even if the car was full, it was confiscated materials.

It's not like this. People take the initiative to give gifts.

They, they haven't enjoyed such treatment!

The boys who were about to arrive in the city decided to put the watermelon on the desk when they arrived at the office, so that everyone could see and know how these watermelons came from.

It's wonderful to be able to harvest a wave of envy, jealousy and hatred.

But what they didn't know was that when brother Zhang walked home with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as soon as he took out his labor protection vest with at least seven or eight pockets, he took out two hundred yuan bills from his pocket close to his chest.

Think about it again. After returning to his urban management car, Gu Zheng deliberately turned around and took a fire with himself. As a gesture of closeness, he also patted his chest. What else does brother Zhang don't understand?

Seeing these two pink tickets, his emotion and confidence were even more sufficient.

It's easy to say, but it's too difficult to do.

However, the newly appointed director Gu is willing to do so, regardless of whether he is a political show or dedicated to the public. As long as it is good for the people, it is popular!!

A melon farmer in the suburbs has such a clear idea. As Gu Zheng, who doesn't know how much his IQ is, he can't think of a solution.

He returned to the office at a bad time. He couldn't eat in the canteen at noon. He had to order two dishes in a small restaurant outside the door to deal with eating in the office.