This Man—She Hadn't Misjudged Him!
The accountant was a shrewd man, too. Once Er Zhu became village chief, his son Xizi would take over the Brick Kiln Factory. How could he possibly disagree?
As for the director of women's affairs, her promotion wasn't part of this arrangement to begin with. Her nephew had also gotten a job at the Brick Kiln Factory, so what was there to complain about?
And so, the matter was settled. Wang Yue went to work in town, Er Zhu took over Wang Yue's old job, and Xizi went to the brick and tile factory. Everything fell neatly into place.
Wang Yue's first move after arriving in town was to get a cement factory up and running. His idea was clear: even if they couldn't sell the cement, they could use it to pave every road in the township, connecting every village and finally getting rid of the muddy tracks.
Of course, Wang Yue also felt that with tractors now in use, the busy farming season had become shorter, leaving the township with too much excess labor. There were simply too many people with nothing to do, and having that much free time wasn't a good thing.
If anyone else had tried to set this up, the villagers might not have supported it. After all, unlike a furniture factory or a brick and tile factory, this wasn't something a single village could get up and running with ease.
But Wang Yue had always been trustworthy. The villagers of Wang Family Village had started out making bricks and furniture for free, and later they'd all enjoyed better lives. On top of that, Wang Yue's slogan was compelling.
Just think: paved roads connecting every village—that had once been something you could only dream about. Wang Yue also promised