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Chapter 607

At the same time, what Cui Xiaoming just said made the villagers hesitate again.

On the one hand, there is a wealthy boss, and on the other hand, there is a foundation manager who can make a few village elders have food and drink. Who should they listen to?

At this time, Zhang Dong suddenly sneered and said:

"I said just now that this crappy foundation can build a nursing home. Could it be that I, Zhang Dong, can't build one? There's no need for them at all! Before the end of the year, I will invest in building a nursing home myself! It will also be free for the lonely elderly!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone who was still hesitant just now was completely stunned.

In fact, not only them, but also Zhang Zhaodi and Qiu Sisi, the two women next to them, were stunned.

They didn't expect Zhang Dong to say these words at all.

Zhang Dong actually wants to invest in building a nursing home, is he kidding?

"What did you say?" Cui Xiaoming, who was lying on the ground, was also shocked.

Zhang Dong glanced at him: "What? My ears don't work well at a young age? I said I want to invest in building a nursing home! And the benefits are the same as, or even better than, the nursing home of your foundation!"

"Pfft! Hahahahaha!" Cui Xiaoming suddenly laughed.

After laughing wildly for a while, he looked at Zhang Dong with a sarcastic face: "Boy, do you know how much it costs to build a nursing home? I'm afraid you can't even build it even if you sell your shabby wine shop!"

Cui Xiaoming did not know the scale and profitability of Xishan Winery.

He also thought that Xishan Winery was just an ordinary small workshop with at most three or five employees and a monthly profit of at most 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

As everyone knows, although the scale of Xishan Winery is not large, its monthly profit is no less than that of some small wineries!

The profit last month alone has exceeded 500,000!

The biggest contributor to this huge profit is Song Ming, the agent in Qinghe County.

Among them, nearly 200,000 yuan in profit was brought by Song Ming.

Faced with Cui Xiaoming's ridicule, Zhang Dong ignored it at all and instead asked a question.

"How much does it cost to build a nursing home like yours?"

Cui Xiaoming sneered and said: "Let me tell you! If you want to open a nursing home like our foundation, you need to prepare at least three million, and this is just the basic capital! The working capital must be at least five hundred thousand! I'm afraid it will cost you all your property.

It’s not even enough to sell it!”

Hearing Cui Xiaoming's words, the surrounding villagers were shocked.

"Oh my god! Three and a half million! I won't be able to make that much money in my lifetime!"

"You still want to make so much money? If you can save 350,000 in your lifetime, I will take your last name!"

"Sure enough, you have to be a big boss to be able to open a nursing home. Although Xishan Winery is quite famous, it is still incomparable to other big bosses in the city!"

"..."

The villagers started talking again.

Zhang Dong was slightly surprised when he learned that opening a nursing home required more than three million yuan.

At the rate he is making money now, he can make so much money before the end of the year.

After all, wineries, vegetable greenhouses, and restaurants in the county can all bring in a steady stream of profits.

But if all the money you earn is invested in a nursing home, it will be a bit difficult.

After all, Zhang Dong also has expenses.

However, this thought just flashed through Zhang Dong's mind.

who is he?

He is Zhang Dong who possesses Ling Yu Jue and possesses medical skills!

Even if his current income does not meet the requirements for opening a nursing home, can't he expand his money-making channels and earn more money to open a nursing home?

What's more, Zhang Dong had already had the idea and plan to build a nursing home a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dong said calmly: "Isn't it just 3.5 million? I, Zhang Dong, am here to say that before the end of the year, I will definitely open a nursing home of the same size! The welfare benefits will be the same as those of your foundation!

"

Hearing Zhang Dong's words, Cui Xiaoming burst out laughing before others could react.

"Ha, it's so funny! Who can't brag and talk big? I can say it too! I also said that I will open 100 nursing homes by the end of the year!" Cui Xiaoming laughed.

Facing the ridicule, Zhang Dong's expression remained unchanged: "I, Zhang Dong, promise a thousand dollars! If I can't open a nursing home before the end of the year, you can mobilize the elderly from the surrounding villages to come to my house together during the Chinese New Year!"

At the end, Zhang Dong's tone was decisive, and the eyes of those watching were shining.

Rural areas are different from urban areas.

No one knows anyone in the city, even neighbors across the street may not know each other.

But rural areas are different.

The countryside is such a big place, and a bit of gossip can spread to several villages in less than two days.

Zhang Dong announced in public today that he would open a nursing home. If he goes back on his word, he will lose all face!

"I believe! I believe!" The white-haired man next to him said with excitement that his voice trembled.

The surrounding villagers also nodded.

"I believe it too! Zhang Dong is the owner of Xishan Winery, how could he make such a joke with us!"

"That's right! He even said something like asking an old man to come to his house to celebrate the New Year. It's absolutely credible!"

"What a kindhearted person! I didn't expect there to be such a philanthropist in Dahe Town!"

"Yeah, don't look at the nice things that the guy named Cui said. But if you look at it from me, he's probably just bragging. How can he be as promising as Boss Zhang?"

"Hurry up and call the police. This guy named Cui hit someone. You must not call the police!"

"..."

Everyone was talking to each other, and their words revealed a deep distrust of Cui Xiaoming.

What's more, some people are clamoring to call the police to arrest Cui Xiaoming.

Cui Xiaoming's face turned green when he heard this.

These people change their minds too quickly!

At this time, Zhang Zhaodi also said: "Yes! Call the police! You have to call the police!"

Qiu Sisi next to her nodded: "Sister Zhaodi is right! We should call the police! I bumped into an old man, how can such a thing be revealed so casually?"

This time, Cui Xiaoming's face became even more ugly.

He quickly got up from the ground.

Originally, he was arrogant towards the villagers because he had a nursing home to rely on.

But Zhang Dong even announced that he would open a nursing home, and Cui Xiaoming’s support was gone!

Although he is arrogant, he is not stupid. He knows when to be tough and when to be soft.

"I'm sorry! Everyone, I admit that I was wrong before! Can I apologize to this old man?" Cui Xiaoming said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhaodi sneered: "Apologise? Just apologize and that's all? Look at how scared I was just now!"

"You..." Cui Xiaoming gritted his teeth, took out his wallet from his pocket, and took out a wad of money. The amount was about two or three thousand.

"Here is all the money in my pocket. Use it to buy supplements for me!" Cui Xiaoming said with a pained look on his face.

He is just the manager of the charity foundation, not the boss.

Although you can usually line your own pockets, after all, people speak lightly and the money you make is limited.

This money is enough to make him feel pain!

Zhang Zhaodi was not polite, grabbed the money, walked over to the old man and stuffed it into his pocket.
Chapter completed!
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