177. Chapter 177 Is He Really Sick?

“Dear fellow villagers, in addition to the investment money that the town committee helped us recover, we also have a common asset, which is the three hundred acres of abalone breeding raft.

After discussion and resolution by the town committee, it was decided to auction the three hundred acres of abalone breeding rafts. The money from the auction will be distributed to everyone in proportion together with the recovered investment money.

While everyone is here today, if everyone agrees, just sign and we can start bidding today. "

Li Duoyu just finished shouting through the loudspeaker.

The villagers who lined up were all very excited. They thought that all the money they spent on abalone breeding rafts must have been lost.

Since the two Hong Kong Islanders ran away, no one has bothered to take care of it anymore. I heard people say that the breeding raft is full of barnacles and mussels, and it feels like it is almost broken.

I didn't expect to be able to sell them for money. No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they still have meat. Even if they only get a few dollars, everyone is very happy.

"In favor of the auction."

"Village director, there's no need to sign. We might as well just take the photo now."

"I agree too."

"I, Lu Shuisheng, and my family all agree."

"It's useless to say you agree. You have to sign." Li Duoyu said seriously: "If you don't sign, you will come back and say that there is a problem with my procedures. Who can I talk to for explanation?"

An uncle said on the spot: "Whoever dares to cause trouble for you, I, Zhang Dechang, will be the first to block his door with a hoe."

"I'm Wu Laichun, the second one."

"I'm Lin Lichuan, the third one."

Seeing that everyone was supporting him, Li Duoyu was a little happy, but he still insisted on letting them sign.

After all, rules are the best way to protect yourself.

Wait until everyone signs.

Li Duoyu shouted with a loudspeaker: "Village members who plan to participate in the auction of breeding rafts should arrive at the village committee meeting room on time in two hours."

What Li Duoyu didn't expect was that there were not as many people participating in the auction of abalone breeding rafts as he had imagined, and most of them were acquaintances.

Third uncle, uncle, cousin, uncle Zhuang, neighbors Lao Hu, old man Mi, Zhang Jinsha and others.

These are the people who listened to his advice and did not invest money in the project of raising abalone and insisted on raising kelp. They all booked kelp seedlings with the Fisheries Research Institute.

And these breeding rafts, even if they are taken away by other villagers, are of no use at all without kelp seedlings.

So I can only watch these few people bidding.

"It's really profitable for them. If only they had listened to the fish talk and ordered kelp seedlings from the Fisheries Research Institute."

Village cadre Tang Ping also had a heartbroken look on his face: "I originally reserved 50 acres from the Fisheries Research Institute, but because of abalone farming, I canceled it."

"What a bastard, Wang Dapao."

"Yes, it was all Wang Dapao's fault. I originally planned to order kelp seedlings from Chen Dongqing."

The normal auction went smoothly, and everyone reached a consensus that neither Dazai's villagers nor themselves would suffer too much.

The final bidding price was 30 yuan per mu.

Among them, two brothers, Li Shuguang and Li Yuanguang, the uncles, took away a total of 100 acres.

The third uncle also took away fifty acres.

Lao Hu, Lao Mi, and Zhang Jinsha also took away 80 acres.

The last remaining seventy acres.

Li Duoyu took care of it directly, but Li Duoyu didn't tell everyone that 20 acres of it were taken for his brother-in-law Chen Dongqing.

for this auction result.

The villagers are quite satisfied. Three hundred acres were sold for 9,000 yuan. If it is divided into their hands, there will be a lot of money. Overall, everyone is happy.

It took a day.

Li Yaoguo finally finished registering the stock certificates for abalone farming. He spent the whole day counting the certificates and his mind was buzzing, but he always felt that something was missing.

When returning home.

Zhu Xiuhua said with a smile on her face: "Yaoguo, did you register the forty shares for me?"

Li Yaoguo was startled for a moment, then nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "It must have been registered. How could I forget this?"

"That's good."

Zhu Xiuhua came over and whispered: "You and Duoyu are operating this matter, and you have the final say on the number of votes. Can you register a few more shares for me?"

After hearing this.

Li Yaoguo frowned and said seriously: "That's definitely not possible. Everyone knows how many shares you bought."

"You can say that I borrowed the money from Duoyu and bought it privately from Wang Jinjun. He is in prison now, and the account book is in your hands. You can change it at will without anyone knowing."

Li Yaoguo pushed up his glasses and suddenly said sternly: "This town knows how to conduct audits. If you do this, you will not only harm me, but you will also implicate Duoyu. Does he know it?"

Zhu Xiuhua frowned: "I'll just say it casually. If it doesn't work, it won't work. Why are you so loud?"

Li Yaoguo shook his head helplessly. His wife loved to take advantage of her, and she always suffered a loss.

A Rongcheng hospital.

Wang Dapao, whose face was full of beard and scum, was lying on the hospital bed.

During this time, he was really fed up with the two young men, Wei Guo and Xiao Jun. They followed him to the toilet and took a shower, and slept directly in the corridor of the hospital at night.

Wang Dapao looked at his hands that were shaking unconsciously and held them down forcibly. Unexpectedly, he seemed to be used to the shaking.

Wang Dapao felt that he could not continue to pretend like this, otherwise he would pretend to be sick even if he was not sick.

And when he learned that Secretary Chen and the others had recovered part of the abalone breeding money, the village began to register abalone stock certificates.

Wang Dapao sat up from the hospital bed on the spot and packed his luggage.

"Secretary Wang, are you recovered?"

Wang Dapao hated the two young men and gritted his teeth, but he could only continue to act.

"In the past two days, I have suddenly gotten a lot better."

"You healed so quickly. Zhao Dahai and Zhao Erniu were wronged. They just pushed you lightly and have been imprisoned until now."

Wang Dapao said in shock.

"Why was he detained for so long? I thought he would be detained for more than ten days at most. I have to talk to the person handling the case about this."

"hehe."

The two young men sneered. They had seen shameless people before, but never such a shameless one.

Wei Guo rubbed his waist: "I wish I could have done this earlier. Damn it, my waist hurts from sleeping in the corridor every day."

Xiao Jun also sighed: "It's really hard to earn these fifteen yuan. The humidity in the hospital is very high. I, a seaside person, actually got rheumatism here. I have to ask Director Li to reimburse me for some medical expenses."

When Wang Dapao heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

But when it came to abalone investment and breeding, Wang Dapao also felt that he was wronged. He also invested money. Who would know that those two Hong Kong Islanders were liars.

Register now while you're still here.

Wang Dapao had to go back quickly and get back some of the money he invested.

To be honest, this year I invested in raising kelp, giving gifts, and investing in abalone farming.

I've almost lost all my capital. If I don't get some blood back, I feel like I won't even be able to afford the hospital.

the next day.

Wang Dapao returned to Dandan Island in a suit and tie, and when the villagers saw him, all of them had cold faces.

Faced with the cold looks and abuse from the villagers, Wang Dapao remained unmoved. After returning home, he went directly to the village committee.

After meeting Li Duoyu and other village cadres, he immediately said with a smile: "I heard that the town committee recovered a lot of Abalone's investment money."

"Duoyu, you handled things very well during my absence, but you should say hello to me at least."

Village cadre Tang Ping said with a dark face: "Wei Guo and Xiao Jun said that you have been very ill during this period and your whole body is shaking. You will be cured so soon."

When he said this, Wang Dapao's hands began to shake a little out of his control. He no longer wanted to act.

"Maybe it's my sense of responsibility. Since the town committee has recovered the money and I recommended this investment project in the first place, I feel it is very necessary to take on this responsibility.

Everyone present also understood that Wang Dapao was back to grab the credit.

When something goes wrong with the project, he pretends to be sick.

Now that the money has been recovered, he has come back to show off his pretense. Everyone really looks down on this person from the bottom of their hearts.

Tang Ping, who missed out on kelp farming because of abalone farming, couldn't hold it back and cursed: "I was really blind before I chose you to be our captain."

Wang Dapao said angrily:

"Tang Ping, why are you talking?"

And Lao Liao, whom he single-handedly promoted, also advised: "Party Secretary Wang, you have just been discharged from the hospital, so you should go home and have a good rest."

After Wang Dapao looked around, he realized that his situation was over, and almost no village cadres were on his side.

However, he is still the top leader in the village. According to the process, the village documents must be signed by him in the end.

Unexpectedly, after he opened the file.

It was already signed by someone. I thought it was Li Duoyu who signed it, but he wanted to take the opportunity to say that he had exceeded his authority.

After seeing the signature clearly.

Wang Dapao felt a deep sense of powerlessness. All the documents above were signed by Secretary Chen of the town.

It seems that this village committee has no place for him to speak in the future. Since he has no rights, he still has to fight for money.

And that afternoon.

Wang Dapao found Li Yaoguo with 500 stock certificates and said with a smile on his face: "Yaoguo, I have invested a lot in the abalone breeding project. Register it for me too."

In the past, he had always given orders directly, but this time, he actually wanted to beg him. What he didn't expect was that.

Li Yaoguo actually refused and refused to register him: "Party Secretary Wang, this may be a bit difficult."

"Why?"

Wang Dapao looked puzzled.

Li Yaoguo replied seriously: "Secretary Chen in the town has specially ordered that any village cadre who has money to invest in abalone breeding must explain to the organization where the money came from."

After Wang Dapao heard this.

Staggered twice.

Explain?

Damn it, how can I explain it?

I can’t tell the organization that all this money was squeezed out of me by squeezing out toothpaste on every project over the years.

That night Wang Dapao was so angry that he drank liquor all night long, and what made him most angry was that he had been back for a whole day.

None of his sons-in-law came to visit him.

Thinking of this, Wang Dapao was very depressed and couldn't help but take two more sips of wine. Why did so many things happen in just one year?

Drink and drink.

He looked at his hands that couldn't stop shaking and tried to press them with his right hand, but he still couldn't help shaking.

At this moment.

Wang Dapao felt fear for the first time. (End of chapter)