Lin Jie now has apart from listening carefully during class every day. He really doesn't know what he can do. He can't sleep, do small movements, or talk to Wang Xiaoming, because the old man Du doesn't know where he has such a good spirit. Every day, as long as he doesn't have classes, he will personally check discipline in the entire teaching building. Now, in addition to his favorite physical education classes, Lin Jie is the class that Du Pengtao teaches. As long as Du Pengtao attends class, he will not come to check the posts, and Lin Jie can also allow himself to "activity".

"Xiao Ming, how about you going to my house this afternoon?" Lin Jie pulled Wang Xiaoming after school and said.

"Why?" Wang Xiaoming has to rush back early now and go to the mountain tonight. Not only do he have to know the situation on the mountain, but he also needs to understand the progress in Beijing. There is really not much private time left for himself every day.

"Because I have to copy your homework. You finish it first, and then I copy it ready-made. I finish it early and watch TV early. Now I am so sleepy after finishing my homework every day. Today I have a good movie, so you have to help me." Lin Jie said.

"Isn't it the same if you go to school early tomorrow morning?" Wang Xiaoming said.

"You don't think about how much homework you have today? Can I finish copying it in a short while? Besides, I get up late every morning, so it's good to get to school on time. Where can I still have time to copy it?" Lin Jie said.

"It seems you don't want me to go home tonight." Wang Xiaoming said. The weather today was not good. It must have been dark after finishing his homework. He was riding a bicycle. He didn't dare to ride it again when it was dark.

"Isn't it good to live in my house? My mother has told me that if you have the opportunity, you will ask you to go to my house to play. She said that the first time you went to my house, she was not well received. If you go again, you must treat you well." Lin Jie said.

Wang Xiaoming knew that Lin Jie's mother only treated herself to her for the sake of being Wang Kun's son last time. Now her "value" is very different from before, and of course her vision of her will be different.

"I'm not the same as before? I haven't grown three legs?" Wang Xiaoming didn't like to receive special treatment. He would rather go to Lin Jie's house as Lin Jie's classmate as before, rather than as the owner of Dake Food Factory.

"You don't know. My parents often praise you at home, and my ears are calloused." Lin Jie said.

"Then I went to your house this time, won't your parents compare you with me?" Wang Xiaoming said.

"That's right, but if I can finish my homework in advance, let them say it. Anyway, I'm going to go in and out of my right ear." Lin Jie smiled.

"You can think easily." Wang Xiaoming smiled. At this time, he and Lin Jie had already come to their house. Before Lin Jie's parents came back, Lin Jie opened the door and let Wang Xiaoming go in first.

When Wang Xiaoming finished his homework and Lin Jie had almost finished copying, Lin Jie's mother came back. She was very happy to see Wang Xiaoming coming to the door today, so she hurried out with a basket of vegetables and prepared to buy some more vegetables to receive Wang Xiaoming's arrival.

"Old Lin, there is a guest at home today, so you can go back early." Lin Jie's mother went to Lin Feng's office when she passed by the town government and told him that although Wang Xiaoming was just a teenager, who in Santang Town dared to treat him as a teenager? Even the town director Lin Feng would not dare to underestimate him. If Wang Xiaoming and Lin Jie were not classmates and friends, Lin Feng would probably take the initiative to date Wang Xiaoming. He saw this very clearly that Wang Xiaoming's future future is immeasurable, and he might have benefited from him.

"Who is here?" Lin Feng knew that as his wife, if she had no important guests, she would not take the initiative to add food to her family.

"Xiaojie's classmate, Wang Xiaoming!"

"Wang Xiaoming from Wangjia Village?" Lin Feng said.

"When talking about Wang Xiaoming in Santang Town, who else would besides Wang Xiaoming in Wangjia Village? You go back early and accompany him. Don't your uncle from Xiaojie's hometown also want to grow some potatoes this year? Tell him, anyway, it's up to collect from locals. We'll just send it to the factory to him?" Lin Jie's mother regretted not having a good relationship with Wang Xiaoming earlier. You should know that last year, Dake Food Factory purchased potatoes at a price of 20 cents per pound. Not many people knew about it at that time. If I could get the news early, I would rent a car and collect a few tons of potatoes from other places and get back, and I could earn hundreds or even thousands of dollars. This is equivalent to my half-year salary. Moreover, Dake Food Factory bought as much as I could. In just a few days, it would be more profitable than working in one year. It's a pity.

But it’s not too late now. If the time is right, I can catch the last last bus. Wang Xiaoming now only purchases potatoes grown in the Atlantic Ocean provided by him. If he can also plant Atlantic potatoes with Lin Jie’s uncle and grandfather, wouldn’t there be an extra way to make money in the future? As long as the Dake food factory does not collapse, the wealth will not be reduced.

"How can this work? He is just a teenager. I'll just say hello to Wang Kun at that time." Lin Feng said.

"Wang Kun doesn't care about Wang Xiaoming's affairs at all. Now the Wangjia Village Iron Smelting Plant has made him feel overwhelmed. How could he still have the heart to care about other matters? For this matter, you can only find Wang Xiaoming directly, otherwise it will be too late after the season." Lin Feng's wife said.

"Then you might as well tell Xiaojie that he has a very good relationship with Wang Xiaoming anyway." Lin Feng said.

"What does Xiaojie know? He only knows to play and watch TV. If he has this scheming, I will burn the incense."

Although Lin Feng did not want to talk to Wang Xiaoming about letting his relatives grow Atlantic potatoes, he was still very willing to chat with Wang Xiaoming. This young man is more careful than an ordinary adult, and has many new ideas in business, some of which are even heard of, but in the end, it proved that his vision is quite forward-looking.

"Xiao Ming, why do you have time to come to your house to play today?" Lin Feng returned home soon. You should know that Wang Xiaoming is rare to come to his house, and Lin Feng also knew that he was very busy. He had to manage two factories at a young age, and he had to manage hundreds of people under him, no worse than himself.

"I called Xiao Ming. Today I have too many homework and I can't do some, so please help me with the answer." Lin Jie said.

"Xiao Ming is not like you. He knows watching TV every day after school!"

"Director Lin, I can watch TV every day, I am not as sacred as you said." Wang Xiaoming said.

"But you have self-control, but he doesn't. Xiao Ming, I heard that you brought two senior engineers back in Beijing? Now the iron smelting plant in your village should be saved." Lin Feng said that Wangjia Village's enterprises have always been doing well, such as the casting pipe factory, which has sold products to Shanghai. You should know that the current Shanghai products are the most well-known products in China. No matter what the product is, as long as it is made in Shanghai, it is the best. The casting pipe in Wangjia Village can be sold to Shanghai, which means that the quality of the Wangjia Village casting pipe factory is quite excellent.

But now there is an accident in the Wangjia Village Iron Smelting Plant, with extremely unstable output. If there is no technological breakthrough, whether the iron smelting plant can survive is a problem, let alone profits.

"I don't know if it's saved, but these two engineers have been studying iron smelting and steel smelting all their lives. If even they can't solve the problem, then I think it's hard to find someone to help us solve this problem." Wang Xiaoming said. From the first day when Ma Zimo and Feng Wenbo arrived in Wangjia Village and talked to Wang Kun, Wang Xiaoming knew that they would definitely bring a turning point to the iron smelting plant.

"Yes, they are the ones you invited back from Beijing and must be the best technical consultant." Lin Feng said.

Wang Xiaoming praised Lin Feng so much, but he didn't say anything. Now he often heard all kinds of praise, but this does not mean that Wang Xiaoming would be addicted to it. On the contrary, whenever someone praises him, he secretly raised his vigilance and he had to pay attention to the sugar-coated shells himself.

But when it comes to Beijing, Wang Xiaoming suddenly thought of something. I remember when he was in Beijing, Liu Zhenhai mentioned to himself whether he could build greenhouse vegetables in his hometown. This can not only solve the problem of eating vegetables among Beijing citizens, but also benefit the people of Santang Town. This is a killing of two birds with one stone.

"Director Lin, I..."

"Xiao Ming, haven't I said it many times? I call Uncle Lin at home. How many years is your father older than me?" Lin Feng interrupted Wang Xiaoming.

"Okay, Uncle Lin, you should know the greenhouse vegetables we have? This time I was in Beijing and saw that in big cities like Beijing, it is difficult for residents to eat fresh vegetables every autumn and winter. If we can plant vegetables in large areas here and then transport them to Beijing, it will not only solve the problem of some difficulty in eating vegetables in Beijing, but also allow us to do a career." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Xiao Ming, your idea is very good, but this matter has to be discussed for a long time. To make the people grow vegetables without farming, this idea needs to change, which cannot be achieved in a short time." Lin Feng smiled. He had eaten the greenhouse vegetables in Wang Xiaoming's family, but if he was involved on a large scale, he could not judge whether it was worth it. If he could not make a profit, it would not harm one household or two households, but hundreds or even thousands of households.

"Uncle Lin, are you worried about profitability?" Wang Xiaoming certainly knew what this long-term plan means. Many times, once the government departments say such words, they are actually rejected. From long-term plan to the end, there is no news.

"Of course, I have to consider the people of the town. If they are asked to build greenhouse vegetables at once, not to mention whether they need to invest, it is still a matter of whether the vegetables can be sold after they are planted. You have to know that we are thousands of kilometers away from Beijing and how many days it takes to take the train, let alone transport vegetables." Lin Feng said.
Chapter completed!