Lin Zongze did not think much about Lin Zongdong's matter.
Perhaps after today, their relationship would become like fire and water.
Perhaps Lin Zongdong would choose to believe him and return to the pagoda village to work with him.
The outcome would depend on Lin Zongdong's choice.
As for Lin Zongze, he was currently planning his future.
"There are many strange weapons in the middle of winter, and the only ones that are profitable are gas tanks and steel.”
"In addition, the market for vans and pickup trucks is not small in the middle of winter.”
"Although the annual profit of the gas tank and steel business is not low, it is always not presentable and can't make much money.”
"If you want to make a lot of money, you still have to rely on cars…"
Lin Zongze was thinking about when it would be better to start a car brand.
Of course, with the current technology, it was obviously impossible for him to produce any luxury cars.
Even if one's skills were better than others, the market might not recognize it.
Therefore, if he wanted to start a car brand in the future, he would have to compete with Wuling Hongguang and take the low-end civilian route.
The sales of pickup trucks had always been good because they were really convenient.
At the same time, in the middle of winter, pickup trucks were also used to carry weapons.
Therefore, Lin Zongze thought that a pickup truck was a good way.
However, this kind of thing required too much investment. It was not something that he could do now.
It was better to be honest now and take one step at a time to accumulate wealth.
……
At night, Lin Zongze wrote a notice.
The content of the notice was relatively simple. It was to ask people to donate money to repair the road.
At present, the village was still filled with dirt roads. The roads were uneven and inconvenient.
It was not just their village. The roads from outside the village to the town were also muddy roads.
Now that the business had started, the road had to be repaired.
How could one get rich in a place with inconvenient transportation?
The next day, the whole village knew that Lin Zongze was going to build a road.
Everyone started discussing.
"Do you think we should donate this money or not?”
"I think it's better to donate. After all, they say that if you want to get rich, you have to build roads first.”
"But our family really doesn't have much money. If we donate money to repair the road, this..."
"If you don't have money, go borrow. Didn't Ah Ze borrow from a loan shark previously?”
"This is a good way, but the problem is that if I donate money to build roads, how can I recoup my losses?”
"It's written on the notice that this donation is for the road construction. It's not forced. Those who have money can donate more, and those who don't can donate less.”
"My family doesn't have money, but we do have food. I can donate 20 catties of rice.”
"My family doesn't have money either, but I can donate my pig.”
……
Regarding the matter of repairing the road, Lin Zongze indeed did not force it.
After all, most of the people in the pagoda village were poor.
If they were willing to donate, then so be it. If they weren't willing, then there was nothing they could do.
More or less, it was all his intentions.
There was a donation box in the village committee, and many villagers were lining up.
"Ancestor Lin, 200 yuan."
"Ancestral Dragon Lin, 200 yuan."
" Ancestral Tiger Lin, 200 dollars."
"Lin Zuwen, 20 pieces."
Lin Zuwu, 20 yuan."
"Lin Zuxiang, one hundred and forty kilograms old sow.”
"Lin Zuying, 100 catties of rice."
……
There was a long queue at the village committee. It could be seen that the villagers were very supportive of the road construction.
In this matter, it was actually just the rich paying and the poor contributing.
After a day, the amount of money donated was quite a lot, about 100,000 yuan.
In this era, 100,000 yuan was enough to build a cement road.
Of course, it was only limited to the village.
At the same time, many people in the village who did not have money would also contribute, so they could save on labor. Even 100,000 yuan might not be enough.
Seeing how enthusiastic the villagers were about repairing the road, Lin Zongze was also very excited.
As for him, he went to the town and submitted an application for road construction.
He could find the villagers to solve the road in the village, but he definitely could not solve the road from the town to the village himself.
As the village secretary, he was qualified to apply for approval from the higher authorities.
Even though the application might be submitted and the money approved would be deducted layer by layer, it was better to talk about it than nothing.
……
At night, the shareholders of the gas tank factory gathered in Lin Zongze's office.
The last one to arrive was Lin Zongdong's younger brother, Lin Zonghua.
Lin Zonghua walked in with a smile and said,""Sorry, sorry, I'm late."
"Ah Ze, this is the gift my brother asked me to give you.”
Lin Zongze stared at the box that Lin Zonghua handed over. Looking at the packaging, this was a fucking mobile phone!
The mobile phone was a product of the old era, and its price was quite expensive!
A mobile phone that could only be used to make calls was sold for as much as 20,000 yuan!
At the same time, this thing is not something you can buy just because you want to!
Mobile phones were in short supply. If one wanted to buy one, one had to make an appointment in advance and it would take a few months to get one.
There was no choice in the model and number.
In this era, a mobile phone was definitely a symbol of status and wealth!
It had to be said that the gift Lin Zongdong gave him was really too big.
One had to know that a 60 square meter house in the city currently only cost 20,000 yuan.
However, in the current world, the services that mobile phones could provide were definitely much bigger than a house!
Lin Zongze unceremoniously took the mobile phone from Lin Zonghua and said with a smile,"Thank Brother Dong for me."
"Alright, sit down. It's time for the meeting.”
"Hey." Lin Zonghua sat down obediently.
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