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Migrant worker boss

Author: Luo Taiqi

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Update date: March 18, 21 1: 17: 51 Words: 78

Hello everyone! My novel "Boss of State-owned Enterprises" has been published by Beijing Publishing House after being serialized on this website, and another novel "Absolute Leadership" has been published directly by Huashan Literature and Art Publishing House. Now, a more exciting "Boss of Migrant Workers" is released. I hope you like it!

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There is a big mountain called Nanshan at one hundred miles south of Dongchuan City. There is a village called Nanshan Village at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Nanshan village mainly has two families, Zhang and Tu. The surname Tu is the old villager or the master. Zhang was an immigrant from Huguang in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. At first, he came to the third master to act as an advance party. Later, his brother-in-law came with his children. Today, there are eight or nine hundred people, making him the second most popular name in Nanshan Village. When people with two surnames talk about taking power, they don't admit defeat. You point to my nose and I point to your eyes, one nail and one eye. I don't know how many times I have fought back, and dozens of graves on the slope are those ghosts. Every time a person in power is elected, the people in the Zhang family say that many years ago, the two old people were pre-announced, 3 years in Hedong, 3 years in Hexi, 3 years in power with one surname, and 3 years in power with your surname Tu. This time it's our turn! The Tu family laughed and disagreed. The old words of many years ago could not be true. Four hundred years ago, the Zhang family came to Nanshan from Huguang, and it may not be forgotten to ask dad to tell grandma. One of the two surnames blushed and his neck was thick, and the other was bloated. The more he talked, the farther he talked, the more he talked, and the more he talked. He said that he would take off his clothes and roll up his sleeves.

to be fair, both of them are reasonable. Four hundred years ago, Zhang went all the way up the Yangtze River from Hubei, and walked for half a year to Nanshan Village. He had to eat, wear and wear, ask for money and get no money, and he looked like he was dying. He only knew that his eyes were running and he kowtowed ...