Chapter 263 [Grand Celebration 1]

You are not in a hurry. The entire Singh family is in your hands. Of course, you are not in a hurry. Seeing me, the eldest son of a political family, is so glorious. In fact, who knows how bitter I am? Of course, AKS can't tell Bel Singh what he thinks. The two sides are allies, but they can't let each other know too much about their background.

So AKS just smiled bitterly and shook his head. After the two sides sat down, Bel Singh explained his plan in detail to his ally AKS. No matter what you do, you can't be in a hurry. You can only do it step by step.

Now the most urgent task is to complete the plastic production workshop. At least brush the frosted cement with oil and install windows and doors. The second step is to build a pure wooden exhibition hall, and then train the sales staff at the same time.

After solving these two things, the factory can produce at full capacity. At this time, AKS suddenly thought of something and said excitedly. "Singer, why bother? I have a suggestion for you. There are so many collapsed houses in the whole town of Sinjar. Everyone uses some garbage to build a simple shed to live in."

"You can produce some thicker black plastic sheets and add some rainproof covers to these simple tents. You can quickly sell them in the town and the surrounding areas to get some funds, help the victims, and make money. Isn't it a good thing to kill two birds with one stone?"

Bel Singer looked at AKS with great contempt. This guy's brain is crazy when he is an official. How much money do the victims living in the shabby tents have? If there is money, all go to buy food. Who has money to buy plastic sheets to build tents? Can you tell them that the raw materials of plastic products are free? Machine wear and tear is not money. Can the cost be recovered? I am a businessman, not a god.

What I need is to make money, not a good reputation. Of course, if I am not short of money, I will do some good deeds. Now is not the time, so Belsinger shook his head and laughed. AKS's unrealistic idea would drag him down if the other party got deeper and deeper into it, so he said with a smile.

"AKS, do you have any common sense? If the disaster victims have money to buy rainproof plastic sheets, why do they have to pick up garbage everywhere? Where can I buy them? Should I give them the black plastic sheets I produced?"

So that's how it is. No wonder Belsinger looked at him with such contempt just now. I took it for granted and grafted my idea of ​​being an official onto Belsinger. He is a businessman, not a philanthropist. What he needs is a return and profit, not a return of a good reputation.

Reputation can be eaten. Belsinger feeds so many workers under him. The products he produces are sent out for charity. If he doesn't get a return, how can he get the money to feed the workers and buy raw materials? Although the idea is good, it can't be realized, of course, it can only be realized in the near future.

If Belsinger has assets of hundreds of millions of dollars, he can do some charity. Now is not the time. The two sides talked about some irrelevant topics. After lunch at the industrial park, AKS had to return to his seat with nails and continue to deal with some criminal cases.

The other party was in a state of panic, but it had nothing to do with Belsinger. In recent days, Singh has been in a very good mood. All the machines have been debugged in place, and the factory has been further renovated, with doors and windows installed and painted white. Even the floor of the factory has been painted green again and again.

The resting place for office workers, toilets and supporting facilities have also been thoroughly implemented, and the entire plastic production factory has been put on the right track. The stockpiling of raw materials has also reached the ideal scale. What makes Belsinger most happy is that he has spent a lot of money to help the workers build houses that have been completed.

After the house was built, the workers moved in with their families and felt that the garden house was much better than their own mud houses. At least it is strong and beautiful, so when the workers' village was completed on this day, the village chief brought some elderly people in the village to the industrial park and personally invited Belsinger to participate in the celebration.

Although these workers were not affected much by the disaster, they did not have much spare money, let alone buy anything good. The only thing Bell could do was to invite Master Singh to preside over the village completion ceremony. Everyone ate and drank together to have fun. Bell Singh had nothing else to do, so he participated.

He took all the leaders of the entire factory to participate in the village completion ceremony, and built a colorful tent in the square in the center of the village to block the sun and occasional rain. Then the whole village, regardless of men, women, old or young, dressed up to attend the event. Bell Singh also gave a speech to encourage everyone that their lives would get better and better in the future.

As long as they follow the Singh family, they will not suffer any grievances, and everyone believes this. Which boss can build a house for you without believing it? Master Singh gave a speech to encourage everyone, and then the celebration officially began. To be honest, the Indian people are good at singing and dancing, and this is indeed true.

Even in this small village, the older people play musical instruments well, and the young girls practice dancing since childhood. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they can show off some unique skills. Anyway, isn’t it fun to celebrate? Everyone picked up their instruments, danced hip-hop, sang songs, and the women in the village who were good at cooking got together.

Killing pigs and sheep, making food for a day, for a day, Belsinger drank more back. The general manager's office of the Building Materials Bank was lying on the bed and slept. Before I woke up the next day, I heard someone knocked on the door, and it was not easy to get up. I opened the door and saw that it was actually the old housekeeper of Jamal. As soon as the old housekeeper saw Belle's red -eyed eyes, he knew that the master would definitely drink too much yesterday. While helping his little master, he said blame.

"Master, I have heard of it. Yesterday, you participated in the construction ceremony of the worker village without drinking a little. But what good wine can you have for a lot of wine, it will hurt your body if you drink too much."

Belsinger sat in bed and said bitterly. "How can they have a good wine? Of course, I know drinking these inferior wines. It is comfortable to drink Moutai wine, but can I give up those big belly Han drinking Maotai wine, how much of our family has stocks."

"The old housekeeper came to the town early in the morning to find me? Don't tell me that all the houses in our new home and the valley are completed, let me participate in the event."

Seeing Belsinger's surprise, the old housekeeper shook his head and said with a smile. "Master, you guess it is really right. The house in our village has been built, and everyone has moved in. Everyone is very grateful to your generosity and fulfill your promise. Everyone intends to invite you to the completion ceremony. "" "

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My mother still drinks, and I drink alcoholic liver when I drink it, but my workers' village is in the ceremony and participated in my own. Is the servant of his family who asked himself to return to the village to participate in the event. Can you not go?