v2 Chapter 188： moveon

"Uncle, the development of snail noodles is not a small matter, although it can't be compared with the market capacity of instant noodles of 70 billion to 80 billion.

But if the operation is done well, it is still possible for the total market size to reach tens of billions in a few years. "Mu Yang said seriously.

If the operation is good, it may not reach the level of popularity in 2020 in the next one or two years, but two or three billion yuan should not be a problem; after the mobile phone live video becomes popular, the market capacity should reach tens of billions. It should not be a problem.

He invested tens of millions of yuan. At present, he has no competitors. He will definitely occupy a place and still make money.

Of course, it is also possible that Mu Yang's intervention has affected the future development trend, and it is not as popular as in the previous life.

"Ayang, are you so optimistic about it?" Song Jian's eyebrows flashed with surprise.

"Yes, I have carefully investigated and analyzed it, so you must lead the investment in this matter."

Mu Yang understands Uncle Song, and it is estimated that local officials in Liucheng will not think that snail powder can be developed into a scale of tens of billions of yuan.

If Muyang didn't know the development trend of snail noodles in the future, he would not believe that it is so popular and suitable for the development of his hometown.

After being silent for a while, Song Jian said, "Okay, I will investigate carefully these days, and I will report it to the top on the fifth day of the first year. This investment is relatively large and needs to be reported to the county, and the county leaders will definitely come down to visit. "

Last year, the GDP of Hengcheng County was 76,220.6 billion yuan, and the per capita GDP was 6,656 yuan.

What was the national per capita gdp last year?

25796 yuan!

The gap is very large. It is conceivable that the county economy is relatively poor compared to other provinces.

There is not much investment in attracting investment every year. Muyang plans to invest 70 million yuan, which is already ranked in the top five for the whole year. Coupled with his own worth, he will definitely attract the attention of the county leaders.

"Okay, I have nothing to do these days anyway. I want to go back to the company around the tenth of the Lunar New Year. It's best to make a decision before the year." Mu Yang nodded, "Let's do this for the time being for the first batch of investments. It's also more suitable for my hometown. I'm not going to throw money in."

"Ayang, do you want to invest in other things?"

"There are some ideas, but they are not yet mature. Let's implement the investment just now. If the investment is unsuccessful, other investments will be forgotten." Mu Yang didn't want to invest so much money all at once.

The two of them were almost finished talking, and it was soon twelve o'clock noon.

In the kitchen, Zhang Ping has already prepared the meal.

After Song Xuelu set the table and chopsticks, she walked in and urged the two of them to stop talking and eat quickly.

Song Jian and Mu Yang also stopped talking about the topic of investment, and talked about eating first.

At the dinner table, there were two vegetarian dishes, two meat dishes, and one soup. Song Xuelu knew that Mu Yang liked vegetarian dishes, so she asked her mother to fry one more.

"Auntie's cooking is good." Mu Yang boasted. In fact, it's just average, but it's a very authentic home-cooked dish.

Zhang Ping smiled warmly: "The level is average, I know it myself, don't dislike it, I'm not as good as your mother, and I specially went to training."

Song Xuelu put a smile on her slightly raised mouth: "It's true that my aunt made it delicious, but my mother made it with heart today, and it's pretty good."

"You haven't gotten married yet, and you've started to despise your mother."

"Mom, look, if Ayang praises you, you should be humble. Let me tell you the truth, but you are not happy, hey."

"A dog can't spit out ivory."

Song Xuelu held back her mouth and continued to eat. Mu Yang was used to it, and the mother and daughter occasionally scolded each other.

After the meal, before the dishes and chopsticks were cleaned up, everyone talked about brisk topics. Mu Yang said to Zhang Ping:

"Auntie, I'm going to set up a food company in my hometown, specializing in the production of snail noodles, and I want you to be a supervisor."

Investing in your hometown can only be handed over to professional managers who are fully responsible.

Generally, in order to prevent the board of directors and managers from abusing their powers and harming the interests of the company and shareholders, it is necessary to set up such a special supervisory authority to perform supervisory functions on behalf of shareholders.

Muyang is 100 Holdings. He can authorize Zhang Ping through a power of attorney. She has the right to attend meetings, perform shareholders, and audit accounts.

Song Xuelu's mother was the only relative with education level in her hometown, and she also had a college degree.

Zhang Ping asked, "What supervisor?"

"Actually, it is the shareholder representative, who supervises the company on my behalf. After all, I am not in my hometown. Even if I leave it to an outsider to manage it, I cannot fully trust it. It is good to keep an eye on it."

When Mu Yang explained this, Zhang Ping quickly understood.

"Can I do it? Do you want to quit my school's teacher?" Zhang Ping was reluctant to be a teacher. She had been teaching for so many years. It was really uncomfortable for her to suddenly skip class.

But she understood that if Muyang wanted to invest in his hometown, the amount must be very large.

"You don't need to resign, there are not many things to do, just go and see if you have time on weekends. It mainly depends on financial income and expenditure and other major decisions, and you don't need to intervene in actual operations."

"Okay, you think I can do it." Zhang Ping didn't shirk the job. She knew the situation of Muyang's family, and there were really no intellectuals.

Her husband's identity is not suitable for this job, and she is the only one.

With her consent, Mu Yang smiled lightly: "It's not urgent, we need to find industrial land for construction, and it will take a few months before the factory can be officially opened. Let you be mentally prepared first."

In this food company, Muyang intends to give 5 shares to Zhang Ping, not to Song Xuelu.

Zhang Ping and his wife didn't want to use Muyang's money, even if it was given by her daughter, because they knew that the money was given by Muyang, and it was just for her daughter to transfer it.

These 5 shares are equivalent to part of Song Xuelu's dowry. After marrying Song Xuelu, more shares will be transferred.

But the two are going to get married. For at least two years, Zhang Ping will have a dividend income so that she can improve her living conditions and help relatives and friends who want to help.

Zhang Ping promised that it would be better if she had a few months to prepare, and she could learn relevant knowledge.

After lunch, Mu Yang had the habit of taking a nap, so he had to rest for a while.

Lying on Song Xuelu's bed, smelling the fragrance, she fell asleep quickly.

I didn't set the alarm clock, and I didn't know how long I slept. When I woke up, I saw Song Xuelu approaching him, staring at him with a smile on his face, and a question suddenly popped up:

"I wasn't here last night, do you miss me?"

"Of course I do." Mu Yang had a strong desire to survive, but he didn't want to ask for trouble.

"Where did you think?" Song Xuelu asked, feeling that Mu Yang was answering perfunctorily, lying on his chest.

"Anywhere."

Mu Yang did not act to express, and it is estimated that she will continue to ask.

In her doubts, Mu Yang locked the door and closed the curtains.

Then, under Song Xuelu's exclamation, Mu Yang disarmed her with ease.

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An hour later, Mu Yang was wading like a loach really didn't want to talk, Song Xuelu asked him: "Yangyang, if your mother and I fell into the river, who would you save first? "

"Why would you ask such a cliché question."

"Every woman asks this, and I'm just curious how you guys answer."

"Oh, which river?"

"How do I know which river it is?"

"I don't even know which river, how can I save it?"

"What if the reservoir next door?"

"What are you doing running there when you have nothing to do? There is something wrong with your brain, and how did you fall into it?"

Song Xuelu said angrily, "Student Mu Yang, please face my problem squarely!"

"Oh, for such a simple question, of course, my mother and I will save you. My mother can swim and drag you to the shore in a dog-crawling style."

"It's almost the same." Song Xuelu smiled with satisfaction, "Forget it, I won't make fun of you, why is this kind of question so boring."

Mu Yang laughed, women's minds were too deep, it was difficult to find out their depths.

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