Seeing that the three of them were about to quarrel again, Zhang Lang knocked on the table.

Zhao Delin and Qi Dongshuo glared at Liu Haifeng and stopped talking.

"About the art competition, I just mentioned the topic of the topic. Please discuss how to organize it and come up with a plan." Zhang Lang explained the rest of the work.

This is also Zhang Lang's leadership art. You can't do all your work by yourself, leaving full room for your subordinates to play.

Why did so many rebel in the past?

Those who rebel think about rebelling because they feel that their talents have nowhere to be displayed.

Zhang Lang was only responsible for making big ideas and left them with other work, making them tired like dead pigs, but none of them thought of creating Zhang Lang's rebellion.

Everyone feels that there is room for displaying their talents under Zhang Lang's hands, and they are happy if they are hard or tired.

Zhang Lang sat on the chair, savoring tea, and watching the village party committee members discussing matters about the art competition enthusiastically.

Although no one has held any art competition, the three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. After a fierce debate, the discussion slowly became interesting.

Seeing that the discussion about the art competition was formal, Zhang Lang knocked on the table and attracted everyone's attention. "You will continue to discuss the matter about the art competition, come up with a charter, and report it to me! I still have something to do, so go there first!"

Actually, what's wrong with Zhang Lang?

There was nothing wrong, he just sat there watching them discuss, and when he was tired of watching, he found an excuse to leave.

As soon as I left the village department, I met Zhao Desheng, the second son of Zhao Baozhu, and "Director!"

"Desheng! How about it, your father's funeral has been dealt with? Birth, old age, sickness and death are also human nature. We living people must continue." Zhang Lang comforted him.

I murmured in my heart that it was all Shandong people talking a little, and my family has moved to the Northeast for several generations, so why is it still so evil? As soon as Zhao Baozhu gave an example, Zhao Baozhu's son came to the door.

"Director! I don't want to do it in the winery anymore!" Zhao Desheng said to Zhang Lang with his head on his back.

"Don't want to do it in the winery anymore? You should contact the director of your factory." Zhang Lang was stunned.

"I said that my second uncle doesn't agree, my brother and my mother don't agree! I'm here to find you!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to do business and be a businessman! My father's lifelong dream is to become an excellent businessman!"

"You want to fulfill your dad's ideal?"

"right!"

Zhang Lang thought about it and organized the language, "Desheng, first of all, you are a filial son! But I don't agree with you resigning to realize your father's ideal! Filial piety does not necessarily have to inherit the father's business!

First of all, you have to be clear about what you want to do? What is your ideal? Is it to do business or to make better wine, or to be an excellent carpenter and an excellent cook?

I never thought that I had to inherit my father's business! This was also the reason why I proposed to let all families open their doors, just to give you more choices!"

"Director, I still want to do business! It's not only to realize my father's dream, but also my dream!" Zhao Desheng said seriously.

"Yes! Yes! I can tell you about your elder brother and your mother! But Desheng, have you thought about what you want to do?

Doing business and doing business is not something you can do with a hot mind! First of all, you have to think about what to do and how to do it! You also need to have the capital to do business!"

"I've thought about it. As for the capital, Director, didn't you say that there was an entrepreneurial fund in the village that could give us those who want to start a business?"

"Yes! There is such a fund in the village, but the prerequisite is that you have to come up with a plan that can convince me. In addition, this fund is not free. You need to determine the amount of funds you have to pay and the shares that the village holds in it based on your business plan!"

This entrepreneurial fund was proposed by Zhang Lang when Xilong Villa was carrying out corporate shareholding reform, in order to prepare for those like Zhao Desheng who are unwilling to go to work and want to be their own boss.

Although Zhang Lang has made great progress in the planning of Xilong Villa and walks on two legs in the agricultural industry, on this basis, Zhang Lang doesn't mind cultivating some commercial talents.

It is also good to have a few more big businessmen in the village.

However, this fund has been established for more than three years, and today Zhao Desheng is the first to apply for a startup fund.

"Director, I'll write that plan for you... Can you talk to my mother and my elder brother first?" Zhao Desheng said to Zhang Lang hesitantly.

"What? Did you talk back to your mother? Or did you argue with your elder brother?" Zhang Lang asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" Zhao Desheng nodded embarrassedly.

"You! The child is almost in elementary school! You can't say anything slowly? People who do business are too stubborn, it's not that they are stubborn and cannot do business, but they will suffer a lot of setbacks!" Zhang Lang smiled and shook his head, saying to Zhao Desheng.

This is also the lesson he learned from his bloody experience in his previous life.

In his previous life, when he just quit his job as an institution and went into business, he was because he was too tough and too serious, and suffered a lot of losses. If it weren't for the leadership of the regiment and his comrades-in-arms, he wouldn't be able to sit on his business at all.

Zhang Lang led Zhao Desheng to his house.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Zhao Desheng did not dare to go in and stood outside the door and waited.

Zhao Desheng's mother and daughter-in-law sat on the kang to wipe their tears, while Zhao Desheng's elder brother squatted on the threshold to smoke.

Seeing Zhang Lang coming in, Zhao Deliang hurriedly stood up, "The director is here!"

"Well! I'll come and see the aunt! What's wrong with the aunt? My uncle Baozhu left peacefully and did not suffer. This is a joyful delight! You should be happy for him!" Zhang Lang comforted.

"Oh! Director, you're here! Please help Desheng. This brat was caught in something evil and had to quit his job at the brewery to do something! He made my mother cry. I hit him with a stick, but I didn't know where he went!" Zhao Deliang sighed and confided to Zhang Lang.

"Auntie! I know this, Desheng is here to find me! I'm here to tell you this!" Zhang Lang walked on the edge of the kang and said to Zhao Desheng's mother who was wiping her tears.

"Auntie, I think this matter is worse than being inconsistent. Think about it, my uncle started to trade since he was young! Later, the country did not allow private business! After being criticized and fought several times, he was not stopped!

What I mean, since Desheng wants to do business, it is not possible for you to rely on hard control, so just let him go and make a breakthrough! Maybe he can become a big businessman, what about my uncle's dream?
Chapter completed!