It seems that Yao Junli doesn't want to mention her relationship with Lu Hao, so Xia Jian doesn't ask much. After lunch, the two of them drank tea in Yao Junli's office and left for Zhang Lu He Village.

Because when he went there last time, Xia Jian had not fully seen the land. So at his suggestion, Yao Junli and him set off at more than 1:00.

Yao Junli didn't ask Xia Jian to drive because she believed that the people in Zhang Luhe Village had memories of which car Xia Jian had, so she still drove her own black BMW.

The car stopped in front of a piece of wasteland. Xia Jian pushed open the car door and jumped down. The warm winter sun was a little weak, giving people a feeling of laziness.

"Wait for me! You don't know how to cherish the beauty at all." Yao Junli chased after him with half-heeled shoes.

Xia Jian stopped his pace and looked at Yao Junli shaking and smiled, "You should wait for me in the car! If you twist your feet, it's not a joke."

"Okay, why are you twisting? You said this before you act. Besides, aren't you still there? If you really twist, then you will carry me on your back!" Yao Junli said, and rushed up in two steps, gently grabbed Xia Jian's arm.

Xia Jian, who was a little helpless, could only pull him to walk into the wasteland. The land looked relatively flat from the outside, but after you went there, you found that the land was low in the middle and high around it, like a big iron pot.

"My God, fortunately, I came in and took a look today," Xia Jian said in surprise.

Yao Junli sighed and said, "You can't do anything hasty. Of course, Lu Hao knows it in his heart and probably won't offer a random offer."

Xia Jian did not speak anymore, but took Yao Junli to the wasteland. Fortunately, the innermost part of the wasteland was flat, which made Xia Jian feel much more comfortable.

It seems that the waist-length weeds have not been cultivated for many years. As the son of a farmer, Xia Jian felt really uncomfortable when he saw so much land abandoned.

Xia Jian and Yao Junli looked around and then walked back. When they thought that this place would become an industrial park in a few years, Xia Jian suddenly felt motivated again.

When Xia Jian and Yao Junli arrived at the village committee of Zhangluhe Village, the village chief Lu Hao had already been waiting for their village leadership team.

There were seven or eight people in total, and it seemed that they had arrived. This time, Lu Hao had already prepared. A large stove was placed in the middle of the house, and the original large wooden table was wiped clean.

As soon as Xia Jian and Yao Junli entered, Lu Hao came over and let Xia Jian and Yao Junli sit at the table. Xia Jian suddenly discovered that among these people, there was a young man in a white and slightly different dress. He looked like he was in his thirties, and he was holding a pen and a notebook in his hand.

"Who is this person?" Xia Jian asked without waiting for Lu Hao's introduction.

When Lu Hao heard this, he hurriedly laughed: "This is Deputy Mayor Feng, a village cadre from the town to our village."

"My name is Feng Boyuan, welcome the two bosses to our Zhangluhe Village to invest." The young man stood up and shook hands with Xia Jian and Yao Junli while introducing himself.

After everyone sat down, Xia Jian did not have too much fun and went straight to the point. His idea was wrong. He thought that the people in Zhangluhe Village would negotiate with him about the land price. Unexpectedly, they would not talk about the transfer price for the first time, but about the future employment of the villagers.

That's right. Just look at the immediate interests. What should I do in the future? Farmers are based on land and can use up any amount of money they give, but as long as there is land, there will always be hope.

Although Lu Hao was the village chief, the rhythm of the negotiation was controlled by the deputy mayor named Feng Boyuan at the beginning of the negotiation. However, some of the issues discussed were substantive issues, which can be said to be all about the villagers of Zhangluhe Village.

Xia Jian answered the questions raised by the villagers participating in the meeting one by one. Even if he could not answer, Xia Jian would record them. The entire negotiation process went very smoothly.

When the sun sets, all the details are completely passed. Several participants who came to the meeting lowered their heads and discussed for a while, and finally began to talk about the land transfer price.

Wang Lin explained this matter when she left. She went to Zhangluhe Village, so she still had her own reserve price for this place.

Yao Junli said that Lu Hao had already held a meeting in advance, so the circulation price they proposed was the result of the joint research of these people and the leaders of the town. So it is difficult to change, and Xia Jian was very clear about this point.

"Several leaders, the land transfer price you gave is the highest in the entire Pingdu City. Because the first piece of land in Pingdu was handled by me in the past few years. Of course, as time goes by, the land price has increased a lot now, but you have overlooked one thing," Xia Jian said to the man loudly.

Feng Boyuan glanced at Lu Hao and asked Xia Jian with confusion: "Mr. Xia! You said we ignored something? What is it? Please tell me clearly."

"You only know how to ask me for money. Then I would like to ask you all, what's going on in the middle of this wasteland? If you want to build a factory, the amount of projects that this big pit wants to fill is quite large. Who will pay for this money?" As soon as Xia Jian said these words, the few people sitting there were furious.

Yao Junli glanced at Xia Jian, smiled slightly and said, "Why don't you fill this big hole first and then we will discuss the land price?"

When Feng Boyuan heard this, his face changed. He asked Lu Hao coldly, "What's going on? Why don't I know these things at all?"

Lu Hao's face looked very ugly. He sighed and said, "You ask Guotou Company and your town about this matter. This place has not been transferred for a long time, but later He Xiaoxi from the village cooperated with a small high-ranking vendor to dig sand in the area, and said that it was approved by Guotou Company and the town."

"Later, the villagers made a fuss, and He Xiaoxi was forced to stop digging sand. In this matter, He Xiaoxi always thought that this was done by my leader of the villagers, so he made a mortal grudge with me."

Feng Boyuan snorted coldly and asked, "Have they given the village money?"

"It is a trivial matter if you don't give a penny. The problem is that you have destroyed this land. To be honest, this pit is not a small project if you want to fill it up." Lu Hao cried and told the truth.

Feng Boyuan was angry, he glared at Lu Hao and said, "I didn't tell me about such a big thing in advance, just thinking about being fooled."

Lu Hao lowered his voice and said, "I am helpless. What if I tell the truth, what should I do if I don't invest anymore?"

"What's the matter you did?" Feng Boyuan looked apologetic, but he didn't know what to say, but he just kept shaking his head.

Yao Junli glanced at Xia Jian and said, "Mr. Xia! The problem here is a bit big, so let's go first!"

When they heard that Yao Junli was leaving, Lu Hao and some people in the village became anxious. They had no idea that Yao Junli was deliberately showing them.

"Since the negotiations are not reached for the time being, let's go today," Xia Jian said and stood up.

At this moment, suddenly dozens of young men rushed into the village committee's office, which made the office blocked.

Lu Hao and Feng Boyuan's faces suddenly changed. Among these people, a man in his thirties and big and thick-looking man stared at Xia Jian with his eyes.

Then he said to Xia Jian: "Hey! Are you here to buy land in our village? Then I will tell you in advance that it doesn't matter if you want to buy this land in our village, but for more than ten years, this land has been idle, and we haven't received a penny."

"He Cheng! What do you want to do? Your uncle went in yesterday and had not come out yet. Do you want to accompany him?" Lu Hao shouted loudly at the man.

Xia Jianyi understood that the young man was He Xiaoxi's nephew. This obviously had a bit of a revenge for trouble.

He Cheng laughed and said, "Lu Hao! Are you worthy of being the village chief like you? You don't have any legal knowledge. I have to go in even if I say a few words? Is there still freedom of speech?"

Xia Jian saw that He Cheng was more difficult to deal with than his uncle, so he smiled and said, "Don't argue anymore, I'll talk to these villagers."

"Okay! Just tell us the right thing," a villager shouted loudly.

Xia Jian turned around and waved his hand at these people first, saying hello. Then he smiled faintly and said, "The news from all the villagers is still very well-informed. We are indeed here to transfer this wasteland in your village and use it to build a factory."

"What are you doing? No matter what the people in our village are, we just want to know the transfer price of this land? Also, we have lost over the past ten years." He Cheng interrupted Xia Jian and said seriously.

Xia Jian smiled and said, "You are really good at talking nonsense. What does the losses in your village have to do with us over the past ten years? Is it me that makes your land desolate?"

"It's okay! Then don't buy this place." He Cheng inserted his hands into his pocket, looking like a gangster deliberately looking for trouble.

Xia Jian did not pay attention to He Cheng anymore, but turned his face to others and said: "Of course we will have an inseparable relationship with all the villagers. Think about it, once the factory is opened in the future, the workers needed will definitely be given priority to the people in your village."

"This is the benefit that we will bring to you if we can cooperate with your village. Also, is the villagers' request just now a bit unreasonable? The consequence of his doing so is that the place continues to be idle. You can't receive a penny, and the employment of other people in the village cannot be solved."

When Xia Jian said this, the villagers suddenly exploded. He Cheng, who was standing aside, was anxious and shouted loudly: "Don't listen to his nonsense. If they can't agree, there will be others. Maybe the price will be higher at that time."

"You dream! This piece of land was dug into a big hole. It would cost a lot of money to fill it. Whose money was blown by the strong wind?" Yao Junli glared at He Cheng and said to him word by word.
Chapter completed!