After dinner, Mayor Wei took Fang Xiaoyu and others to Guyou Village and met with Village Chief Tang.
When the village chief saw Fang Xiaoyu holding 200,000 yuan in cash, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Mr. Fang, did you get this bag of money from land? This is only more than 100,000 and 200,000 yuan, right?"
Not too little”
Fang Xiaoyu replied calmly: "It's quite a lot. This is just a red envelope for you. As long as you sign on the spot, the cash red envelope will be sent out immediately."
"No way! Is there a red envelope for a meeting?" A smile appeared on the village chief's face.
"Of course, as long as those who agree to sign will be given money immediately, the first person to sign will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan, and the top ten will each be rewarded with 1,000 yuan." Fang Xiaoyu replied very cheerfully.
Upon hearing this, even Bin Meifeng on the side couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Fang Xiaoyu: "Mr. Fang, you are becoming more and more like a businessman."
"I am a businessman!" Fang Xiaoyu said with some emotion: "However, in the future, my focus will be on caring for women's health. Next, I will open an underwear factory, a luggage factory, and a national chain of large-scale health clubs.
.”
Women's money is easy to make, he really has this idea in his heart.
"Mr. Fang, you want to make all of our women's money!" Bin Meifeng replied with a smile.
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and whispered to Meifeng, the guest of honor: "Actually, I am doing it for the convenience of my woman!"
"You are so kind to the woman next to you." Bin Meifeng couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of her heart.
The two of them were talking and had already entered the venue.
This is a town hall with an area of about 2,000 square meters, which was renovated from an ancient house. The town hall was filled with villagers from Guyou Village, including men, women, old and young.
"Everyone, be quiet. I'm calling a meeting tonight. I have something very important to talk to you about." Village Chief Tang shouted loudly into the loudspeaker.
The auditorium immediately fell silent.
Village Chief Tang pointed his finger at Fang Xiaoyu, Mayor Wei and others: "Tonight our meeting is very grand. For this reason, all the leaders of the city are here. Next to me are Mayor Wei and Mayor Guo of our city.
Secretary, and the newly appointed Vice Mayor Bin."
Speaking of this, he specifically pointed to Fang Xiaoyu: "This is Mr. Fang who came to invest in our village."
Everyone looked at Fang Xiaoyu one after another. Seeing that he was only in his early twenties, they couldn't help but talk about it.
"I heard that a big boss has come and wants to open a factory in our village, but this boss is only in his twenties!"
"Maybe he's a rich second generation!"
"This man is too young!"
"I don't think much of this guy."
"It doesn't matter whether you like it or not. As long as this guy can give us money, that's all."
Some people also recognized Fang Xiaoyu as the young man who injured a group of gangsters during the day, and they discussed it privately.
"This kid is really good at fighting. I think he looks like a bodyguard."
"I don't think I'd like to be a boss, but being a bodyguard would be quite suitable."
Seeing that the villagers seemed not to be very optimistic about Fang Xiaoyu, Village Chief Tang deliberately cleared his throat and shouted to the villagers: "Let me introduce our Mr. Fang! Mr. Fang is a man worth more than one billion.
The big boss is richer than Pu Baixiong in our Yunji City. He is the youngest and most promising farmer entrepreneur in the entire Central and South Province. Here, I want to tell you some good news. Our President Fang has already decided.
Build a farm and towel factory in our village."
Upon hearing this, the villagers couldn't help laughing.
"What kind of factory did I think it was opening? It turns out it's a aunt's towel factory!"
"Cuihua, you won't have to worry about running out of towels from now on."
"Go to hell! You bastard, you make it sound like I can't even afford my aunt's towel."
A young woman cursed angrily at a man next to her.
Seeing the villagers laughing loudly and not taking it seriously, the village chief felt a little anxious.
He deliberately shouted loudly: "Don't look down on the aunt's towel factory. Mr. Fang said that he will build this factory into the world's top aunt's towel factory. He has decided to invest 400 million in our village.
Build a towel factory and farm."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd immediately exploded.
"Oh my god, four hundred million!"
"This young man is too rich!"
“I don’t know if it’s reliable or not.”
Seeing that the villagers were attracted by his topic, the village chief struck a chord while the iron was hot: "Okay, now, let Secretary Guo and Mayor Wei of our municipal party committee say a few words!"
After saying that, the village chief gave way to the two leaders and said some noble words. For a while, there was thunderous applause in the venue and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Finally entering the stage of obtaining land, Fang Xiaoyu came to the podium and said to the crowd with a serious face: "I plan to rent land from the villagers at a price of one thousand yuan per acre, and the lease term is twenty years.
We’ll talk about the rent later.”
As soon as these words came out, the villagers started talking fiercely one by one.
"My family has five acres of land and earns five thousand yuan a year."
"I have ten acres of land. It's not bad to earn ten thousand a year."
"My eight acres are only eight thousand. It's a little less, but it's better than living in the wilderness with nothing."
Seeing that most of the people in the village agreed, the village chief finally felt relieved.
At this time, a burst of opposition came from a corner.
"I don't agree!" It was Old Man Wan, a Feng Shui master, who stood up straight.
Master Wan took a few steps forward, and beside him were several young people from the Wan clan.
Mr. Wan cleared his throat and said to everyone: "Our Guyou Village is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land. It has been prosperous for hundreds of years. This is all due to the protection of the nine mountains near our village, which keeps the dragon spirit.
.If a large factory is built near the village, the Feng Shui bureau here will be destroyed. With so many people suddenly added, the Dragon Qi of Jiushan cannot be contained at all. Once the Dragon Qi is lost, by then, this place will be
There will be total decline.”
As soon as he finished speaking, another middle-aged man named Wan immediately answered.
"Wan Bo is right. The development of our Guyou Village as big as it is today is all due to the Feng Shui here. Everyone knows that in ancient times, our village produced one champion and three Jinshi.
Four Juren. This is a thousand-year-old Feng Shui treasure land! If it is destroyed, such good Feng Shui will be gone. Besides, one thousand yuan per acre is not much money. On average, a household will only pay 8 acres per year.
Eight thousand yuan. It’s really not worth losing a piece of Feng Shui treasure land for tens of millions of yuan.”
"I don't agree either."
"We must not destroy the feng shui of the village."
"We are the Number One Scholar Village. Anyone who wants to destroy the feng shui here will be kicked out."
People from the Wan clan objected one after another. The other villagers also disagreed one by one.
Master Wan was a little proud. He glanced at Fang Xiaoyu with disdain, his eyes seemed to say: Young man, what can you do to me?
Village Chief Tang on the side was anxious. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What should I do? If this old guy stirs up trouble, I think he will probably become a prostitute."
"It's okay!" Fang Xiaoyu smiled disapprovingly and said, "I have a way to cure this old man." (To be continued)