"Grandpa Fan bought a lot of things from other villages before, but after the things arrived today, he got into an argument with the man. Uncle Fan didn't want to take the things away, so he took action."
When he arrived in front of the factory that was being renovated, Chen Yang was immediately shocked by the battle in front of him.
Chen Yang looked at the hundreds of people in front of him and estimated that all the men, women and children in the village had probably arrived here. No wonder the streets were so deserted when he came out of Uncle Fan's house just now.
When everyone saw Chen Yang coming from a distance, they immediately greeted Chen Yang with a smile.
Some are called Boss Chen, some are called Brother Chen, and there are even a few old men who have a good relationship with Uncle Fan who are simply called Xiao Chen.
Chen Yang responded to all these with a smile and a nod.
In Chen Yang's eyes, these villagers were all very simple people. After knowing that Chen Yang was the boss who funded the construction of the factory, many people wanted to come to see Chen Yang, but they were all blocked by Uncle Fan.
Since then, Chen Yang’s table has been full of pig-killing vegetables.
Finally, Chen Yang was really worried that the villagers would kill all the pigs in the village, so he specially called everyone together and told everyone the details of the previous contract with the village.
The original intention was to let everyone not worry about work, but when everyone heard it, Chen Yang not only arranged for everyone in the village to work, but even the elderly who had lost the ability to work would pay a compulsory alimony. Many people even
I burst into tears.
Everyone truly regarded Chen Yang as a family member.
Then there were all kinds of precious foods that were only served during the holidays, all piled on Chen Yang's table.
Facing such a group of people, Chen Yang naturally treated them sincerely.
When Chen Yang saw Uncle Fan leaning against the tree with his head covered, he took three steps at a time and arrived in front of Uncle Fan.
"Chen Yang, why are you here?" Uncle Fan said and was about to stand up, but was pushed down by Chen Yang.
Chen Yang didn't say anything, but he checked Uncle Fan's injuries first.
At this moment, Uncle Fan suddenly whispered in Chen Yang's ear: "Small injury, I was a little dizzy just now, but it's healed now."
The injury on Uncle Fan's forehead was not serious. In Chen Yang's opinion, it could not even be called an injury.
Just some scratches.
However, Chen Yang also knew that if Uncle Fan's own bones were not different from ordinary people, this injury would not be as simple as a scratch!
"The materials I bought before were stolen..."
After Uncle Fan quickly told Chen Yang what had happened, Chen Yang slowly nodded and looked at the man who was already surrounded by others.
Everyone consciously made way for Chen Yang. Song Changqing, who was originally surrounded by villagers, saw this scene and was a little scared for a moment.
Song Changqing came here simply to deliver goods, but he didn't expect that the old man didn't give him any face, so he took action.
But what Song Changqing didn't expect was that this move would actually attract the entire village.
Song Changqing has been to many places, but no matter where he is, as long as he reports the name of his company, these village names will not dare to cause trouble.
Today was a good thing, he fell into the hands of this small village with only a hundred people.
If this was reported back, I'm afraid people would laugh to death.
Fortunately, after seeing Chen Yang's young face, I unconsciously felt confident in my heart.
Song Changqing covered his face which was red from being beaten, and glared at Chen Yang with hatred in his eyes: "Are you the Boss Chen they said?"
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows: "I am Chen Yang. Did you inflict the injury on Uncle Fan's head?"
"So what if it's me? No, what if I'm not? If you want to build a factory here, you have to get materials from us, otherwise you won't even be able to bring in a truckload of goods!" Song Changqing had just told the company's people
I made the call and everyone should be on the way now.
