20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1070 How to Apply Pressure Without Going Crazy
After chatting with the old man, Zhao Changan was about to get in the car and leave.

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and the setting sun began to sink towards the ridgeline in the west, the birds returned to their nests, and the setting sun 'ignited' the fire clouds on the mountain line, making people intoxicated by the magic and magnificence of nature.

Looking at the setting sun from a distance on the crown of the tall giant tree not far away, it seems to be falling bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light is smudged and scattered on the crown of the tree, like a circle of pink blood mist.

Zhao Changan involuntarily shuddered heavily.

An unruly thought suddenly flooded into his brain. For so long, there were no traces of Xia Wuyue who had been guarding every pass in the mountain.

He won't be killed by the big snake that might really exist, right?
That's not a sad reminder, but a horror!

In the previous life, Xia Wuyue heard the old man who played with snakes say that there are snake paths on this mountain, and the wild beasts around the top of the mountain are retreating because they are afraid of the power of the big snake.

Xia Wuyue knows that he likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, unlike the mountain people here, who don't go out unless they have to, let alone the village.

Design yourself.

In fact, during the two years in Qiaojiashan, Zhao Changan went to the mountain to collect wild onions, bracken, and toon, and to catch birds, rabbits, and wild boars for barbecue. There were many hunting traps and pits in the back of the mountain.

In his memory, he once lost a hunting trap that he bought for more than 20 yuan. The mountain man boasted that even a hundred catties of wild boar could be killed.

When I went up early in the morning, the place where I lost it was a mess, the grass was scattered, and the bushes were broken. Zhao Changan was so frightened that he ran away and didn't dare to go up the mountain again for half a month.

"Wouldn't it be that hunting trap that killed it?"

Zhao Changan decided to wait until winter to come over and put a hunting trap that could kill wild boars in his memory, otherwise, if it was real, it would always be a hidden danger.

If there is such a thing, and if Xia Wuyue is really killed, then once he becomes addicted, that thing will probably attack people and livestock when it is out of stock next spring.

Zhao Changan took another look at the big tree on the mountain, and was dazzled by the setting sun for a moment, as if he vaguely saw a giant python coiled on the top of the big tree.

He was so frightened that his heart trembled slightly, and he got into the car and left immediately.

At this time, even if he was beaten to death, he didn't dare to go up the mountain and run under the big tree to enjoy the scenery and remember the past.

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According to the direction pointed by the old man, Zhao Changan drove into a small road paved with dirt and gravel. Amidst the bumps and bumps, he soon saw a small stream.

Because of the necessity of collecting materials, this path was built along the creek here. Zhao Changan could see that there were earth pits left by the creek, some big and some small. Needless to say, this was the scenery that Mo Haier and the others secretly dug. The evidence left by the tree.

The taxi drove not far along the creek, and saw a forked road extending to a valley on one side, where there were terraced fields and houses.

At a rice field, two small cars were parked, one of which was Xu Wanrong's Crown.

There were 30 to [-] people on the rice field, including villagers, Xu Wanrong, Chen Yue, and four or five men and women in uniforms.

Seeing this car, everyone looked over.

"Why did you come here?"

Seeing that it was Zhao Changan, Xu Wanrong was slightly surprised, but Zhao Changan could easily see the hidden surprise in his eyes.

"Come back and talk about something, how is it?"

While Zhao Changan was talking to Xu Wanrong, he saw people smoking.

"They are all very talkative and reasonable people. I have already made an agreement with them, and we can cooperate for a long time in the future."

Xu Wanrong spoke lightly, with confidence in her beautiful eyes.

This was the first time Zhao Changan saw her gaze like this, and he couldn't help but secretly marveled in his heart, thinking that the environment can really change a person so quickly.

"Yes, yes!"

"The azalea on this mountain can still be sold for money, and this is the first time we know."

"The wild persimmon tree in my hut is full of centipedes in autumn. It is not an old tree from my grandfather's generation. I have long wanted to cut it for firewood, but it can be sold for two or three hundred yuan!"

The crowd agreed.

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Back in the city, it was already dark, Zhao Changan drove Xu Wanrong's crown, took Xu Wanrong and Chen Yue, and crossed the Taohuajiang New Bridge.

It can be seen that half of the construction site is brightly lit, and the other half of the construction site has fallen into the silence of the night.

You don't need to think about it to know that the brightly lit and bustling construction site is the construction site of Lvyuan, while the dead silence is the construction site of Wenyang Group.

"It shouldn't be, no matter how poor Xia Wenyang is, there will always be money to light a few lamps, right?"

Xu Wanrong and Chen Yue sat in the back, she was full of surprise: "I heard that he collected deposits from hundreds of people, this appearance, can't make those who pay deposits go crazy?"

"It's just to make them crazy, otherwise how can we put pressure?"

Zhao Changan smiled and shook his head: "Xia Wenyang is about to run out of skills, don't jump over the wall if you tear yourself apart."

The three of them ate something casually in the city and drove to Beihu battlefield without stopping.

When we arrived at the sand field, it was very lively inside. More than a dozen trucks lined up to load sand, and there was a steady stream of leaving and coming.

"The sand and gravel factory in Xia Wenyang's hands has not owed money since the beginning of the month, and he has to pay for a truck of sand and gravel, so he drove all the customers to us. The sand and gravel business is not owed. Forgiveness, if he can persist, I will be convinced."

"That's because the repayment of these sandstones will be in March and April next year at the earliest. He doesn't need long-term profits now, he needs cash now. The various loans and private loans in his hand will not be paid until March next year. More than [-] million has to be repaid before, and it is estimated that if there is no capital injection for the project at his cement factory, the water in the fund pool will be boiled dry by the end of next month at most."

Hearing Zhao Changan's vulgar words, Chen Yue blushed and glanced at Xu Wanrong.

And Xu Wanrong didn't look at Chen Yue, nor did she seem to have heard Zhao Changan's vulgar words.

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In the dead of night, the battlefield outside is still roaring.

Seeing that it was already twelve o'clock at night, Zhao Changan got up quietly, and quietly opened the bedroom door while wearing a pair of trousers.

In the evening, the three of them talked for a while in the living room on the first floor, and Zhao Changan could tell that these two women had really worked hard these days.

Xu Wanrong yawned while speaking, while Chen Yue's eyes were blurred and she almost fell asleep several times.

He came over in the twelfth lunar month last year, so he naturally knew which bedroom Xu Wanrong had.

Through the moonlight shining through the window at the end of the corridor, Zhao Changan walked to the door of the bedroom.

With a slight push, the door locked.

Then he quietly turned the doorknob.

The door lock opened.

There is no doubt that this is the door Xu Wanrong left for him.

Zhao Changan was excited, thinking of Xu Wanrong's delicate body and pretty face, he held his breath.

The door of the room is very high-end, and when the door is opened and closed, there is no discordant 'creaking' friction sound.

It was dark in the bedroom, and I couldn't see my fingers.

(End of this chapter)