Chapter 71, "You" Returning to the Village Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar village in the distance, Jiang Hao stopped the car in shock. When Jiang Hao stopped the car, the already congested road became even more congested. A luxurious BMW 7 Series stopped behind Jiang Hao's car, and a dark-skinned middle-aged man who looked like an old farmer but had a hint of the aura of a big boss got out of the car. The dark-skinned middle-aged man, with a sense of justice of "helping others when seeing injustice", patted the Bentley that was blocking the road and said unhappily: "Why did you park here? Didn't you see there are so many cars behind?" "Okay, sorry!" The shocked Jiang Hao finally reacted and nodded hurriedly, embarrassedly. The dark-skinned middle-aged man also saw Jiang Hao's face clearly at this moment, and immediately recognized Jiang Hao. He said excitedly: "Hey, Haohao is back!" "Third Uncle?" Jiang Hao also recognized this dark-skinned middle-aged man—the third uncle Jiang Zuowen from his village. "Well, you're back for the New Year?" Jiang Zuowen saw that it was really Jiang Hao and immediately spoke in a friendly manner, then complained: "Your dad is really something, he didn't even come to pick you up!" "Ding!" At this time, the car stuck behind honked its horn in annoyance to urge the car to move forward.
The villagers have a sense of justice, and they also have the "locals" who protect their own children. Seeing the car behind them urging them to hurry up, Jiang Zuowen, with a straightforward and rude attitude, cursed at the car that was honking: "Why are you urging us? Are you trying to steal our shit? It's such a wide road, how can we get through!" The car behind turned the steering wheel carefully: The people in Jianggezhuang Village are all big bosses, we can't afford to offend them! "Uncle, where's your BMW?" Seeing Uncle got out of a brand new BMW, Jiang Hao spoke in disbelief. Jiang Zuowen smiled sheepishly, scratched his head, and said to Jiang Hao, "I followed your dad to trade in Apple, made some money, and bought a new car." "Is it so profitable to trade in Apple products?" Jiang Hao was a little surprised. When it comes to this, Jiang Zuowen has something to talk about. He said to Jiang Hao, "My business is nothing. Your second uncle across the street opened an apple cider vinegar factory. Damn, during Christmas, Pinduoduo pushed it to the entire network, and it sold like crazy!" "It's the same with your aunt's yellow peach canning factory. It was pushed all over Pinduoduo last month and it sold out!" "Haohao, can you believe this? Foreigners now prefer canned yellow peaches. The export volume of canned yellow peaches produced by your aunt's factory is higher than the domestic trade volume!" "And the cool thing is that your aunt's canned food sells for in China and abroad!" "It's RMB in China, Euros in Europe, and USD in the United States!" "Oh my God, no wonder they say the moon is rounder in foreign countries. I don't know if the moon is rounder in foreign countries, but foreigners are really rich. Your aunt has become completely rich!" "If you go to her house to pay New Year's greetings this Spring Festival and she doesn't give you a big red envelope, tell Uncle San and he will go find her for you!" "Pinduoduo?" Jiang Hao caught a key name. "Yes!" Jiang Zuowen nodded. Ambitious local officials in Jiaodong still know how to seize opportunities. When Pinduoduo started to rise and Jiangba started to buy apples, local officials saw the opportunity, seized it, and desperately guided the development of food enterprises in the village: they provided loans if there was no money, and provided technical support if there was no technology. Pinduoduo’s employees are of course sensible. These are all businesses in their boss’s village, and they are all relatives of the boss. Once they launch their products, of course they have to promote them with traffic. Pinduoduo's global traffic is now terrifyingly large. What’s more, customers actually don’t understand anything at all. They just choose the product that appears most frequently and that they think is good. Thus, the small village where Jiang Hao was born became famous all over the world in just one year! And this small village is just a microcosm. The small commodity processing factories in the south, the specialty agricultural products in the northwest, and the industrial products in the northeast are completely crazy.
With the joint efforts of all parties, Pinduoduo's development has completely exceeded Jiang Hao's expectations: it is no longer the Pinduoduo that Jiang Hao knew in his previous life! Of course, its rise has also killed many physical merchants, squeezed Taobao, and crushed the emerging manufacturing industry in Southeast Asia, but it has also brought about the rebirth of the entire industry chain. Jiang Hao had seen these figures when he was handling government affairs in Yanjing. But when he went to the grassroots level and truly experienced the changes brought about by these figures, Jiang Hao still felt shocked. Feeling the earth-shaking changes in the village, Jiang Hao drove into the small village a little nervously, but the village was completely unfamiliar to Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao was a little anxious because he couldn't find his home at all. "Mom! Where's home?" Jiang Hao hurriedly called his mother. "Where are you?" On the phone, Jiang's mother asked about her son's location. Jiang Hao took a look. Although the village had changed a lot, Jiang Hao, who had grown up here, still knew his approximate location. He said the name of a villager: "Next to Jiang Songhua's house!" On the phone, Jiang's mother said, "Look toward the west slope. Do you see the big 'Jiang Fa Trading' sign?" "Is it the factory with a Land Rover parked at the door?" Jiang Hao looked towards the west slope, saw a Land Rover, and asked for confirmation. On the phone, Jiang's mother said, "Yes, that's it. That's our factory. Your father and I can only go back in the evening. Your grandfather should be in the factory. You can just go over there." Jiang Hao, who was studying at a university, returned home to find that his home was gone. The old house had been completely demolished. He planned to rebuild it in the spring of next year. Similarly, the entire village was inaccessible. The village needed to repair water, sewage, heating and gas supply, so the roads in the village were dug up. After the snow melted, the entire village was covered with mud. Like Jiang Hao's family, most of the families in the village have demolished their houses and are planning to rebuild. This Spring Festival, the entire Jianggezhuang village is "homeless". Outside the village, there are either roaring factories or trucks whizzing past. And because Jiang Hao is an adult, he also has a residential plot under his name. Although Jiang Hao has many houses under his name, when he has his own residential plot in his village, Jiang Hao always feels that this is his home and that this is when he finally realizes he has grown up. Jiang Hao was so happy, but when he saw the blueprint of the villa his father handed over, he lost interest in an instant: "This is to build a palace! It's so rustic!" "I do not want!" Faced with the "expensive" and "rustic" villa drawings, Jiang Hao was full of resistance. The design of this villa seems to be afraid that others don’t know that the family is rich. Jiang Hao firmly disagreed, he said he wanted to build it himself! With his own money! Otherwise, even if it is built, he will not live in it. Faced with their son's stubbornness, Jiang's father and mother were completely helpless except to angrily scold their son for having no aesthetic taste. Before their son came home, Father and Mother Jiang were the people who had the final say in this small village and were respected by everyone. Father Jiang's election as village chief was unanimously approved by the entire village, and no one opposed it! But now that their son has returned, they have become "second to none" and facing this little bastard, they are really powerless. "You can do whatever you want with it. It doesn't matter whether it's built well or not. You'll live there anyway!" Father Jiang agreed unhappily. Mother Jiang looked at the drawing that her son rejected with regret: "Look, how beautiful it is! I specially selected diamonds for you on the window glass of the exterior wall! How can you be so ignorant of aesthetics!" (End of this chapter)