God-level boss: Counterroll No. 1!

Chapter 297 Competitors are making small moves behind their backs

Lin Xiaowan was actually a little at a loss at that moment, because he felt a headache when faced with such a thing.

If he was facing one family, it would be too trivial for him. If he was facing so many families, it would really consume too much of his energy.

After all, there was still time to go to dinner, and he really didn’t have time to worry about so much, so he felt that some aspects of what netizens said were right, such as asking the village chief to coordinate the matter.

After all, the village chief knows the situation in the village very well, and if there is one more person in the middle, it will create a feeling of greater trust, so that there will be no need to test each other later.

Then we go directly to the topic. This really saves efficiency a lot. After all, in rural areas, they pay great attention to the relationship between them.

So these employees followed Lin Xiaowan to the village chief. The village chief was smoking in the house, and he was a little confused about Lin Xiaowan's Taoism.

Because he didn't know what kind of person Lin Xiaowan was. After all, he had received many people who came here to do charity before.

After all, their village is a famous poverty-stricken area in the country, so the issue of poverty has attracted quite a lot of attention.

The village chief was watching TV in the house, and then he heard someone knocking on the door outside. He felt very disappointed for a moment. After all, the bed was so comfortable. It was so relaxing to laze around in the village.

He was too lazy to move and asked his old wife to open the door.

"Old lady, someone is coming outside, hurry up and open the door for them!"

His old woman is used to it, the village chief is so lazy.

"You said nine out of ten knocks on the door came to find you. Why did you ask me to open the door all day long? Why didn't you open the door? You just lay here and smoked."

The village chief really didn't expect that he would usually listen to whatever his old lady said, but this time he would actually start to refute him.

"What's the matter with you today? Aren't you just asked to open the door? Will it tire you to death if you are so unwilling to open the door?"

In fact, the old lady just said it casually and complained a few words.

After all, he had just been sick for the past two days and had just asked him to do this and that, and during the two days when he was sick, the village chief didn't care much about it.

It made him feel that the relationship between husband and wife was a little weak, and he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Why are you lying here smoking while I'm working here, and you still ask me to open the door? This time I won't care, you can open the door yourself!"

The door outside the door clicked very loudly. In desperation, the village chief had to get out of bed and go to open the door, cursing?

As a result, when the door was opened, there was a very unfamiliar face. This man was wearing a baseball cap, a white mask, and sunglasses, so that his entire face was not exposed, and it was still summer.

He covered himself up so tightly when it was so hot. He definitely didn't want others to see that the village chief felt a little nervous for a while. After all, would such a person pose any danger to him?

This was what he cared about the most, so he pushed the door back in the moment he opened it, and then shouted to the people outside through the small hole in the door.

"Who are you? I don't know you. Are you looking for the wrong person?"

The man in front of him did not force his way in. Instead, he asked the village chief.

"I'm here to be the head of this village. Aren't you the head of this village?"

The village chief now knows that he cannot agree even if he is the village chief. If something dangerous happens again, the gain will outweigh the loss. "Who are you listening to? I am just an honest old farmer. I am not the village chief. You are on the wrong track."

Seeing the village chief's panic in front of him, the man understood that he was afraid of admitting that he was in danger.

"I know you are the village chief. I had your photo before I came here. You look exactly the same as in the photo. Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble this time, but to talk about cooperation. Yes, isn’t our village doing charity?”

As soon as he heard the word charity, the village chief immediately felt relieved, but he also had a certain degree of vigilance. After all, people who usually do charity are very arrogant.

Even if you keep a low profile, you can't wear a baseball cap, glasses, and a mask so that others can't recognize you. But if you dress like this, there must be something fishy about it.

"There are many people who come to our village to do charity, but this is the first time I have met someone dressed like you. Does anyone know what you are really here to do?"

The man looked around and saw that no one was around. Then he took off his mask. It turned out that he was the manager of Qiangsheng Group in Live Room Nine.

He was entrusted by his boss this time, because so far, in addition to Nok Technology Co., Ltd., that is, No. [-]'s Qiangsheng Group, the call for charity is relatively high. In the end, the champion will definitely emerge from the two companies.

But now Lin Xiaowan's company lyrics are slowly being recognized by the public.

Although he is currently encountering a small bottleneck, he feels that many people are really blindly supporting Nokai Technology Co., Ltd.

No matter what their company does, they seem to be very supportive. He feels very dissatisfied, and also very much wants to win this charity and win a big order.

So he had no choice but to kill his competitors so that there would be no company left to compete with him. This was also the reason why he came to the village chief today.

Moreover, he had already inquired about the village chief in private. Although he said that the whole village was in good order, he was still quite stingy. Sometimes he would deduct part of the money handed over to him.

Moreover, when the deduction is made, others cannot see it, and it is all used for the village for very legitimate reasons, but in fact the price difference goes into one's own pocket.

Although this village has experienced so many times and is still poor after doing charity, the wallet in his own pocket is becoming more and more miserable, but it is just not visible on the surface.

I stay at home and live idle every day, waiting for my retirement and then living my old age with my pension. After all, part of the greedy money is in my own hands.

For rural life, the money is simply too satisfying for him, so he usually doesn't seem to worry about anything at all.

Whatever he does is relatively Buddhist, but what if he has no performance and is fired by the relevant unit.

The money in his pocket is actually enough for him to have a very leisurely old life, which is a life that many people in the village cannot compare to.

"Village chief, don't worry. I've taken off the mask for you now. We just want to do charity sincerely. We don't want to be so low-key and don't want others to recognize us. That's what happened."

"I'm not like other companies that haven't gotten better at all after doing it so many times with you, because what they need is their reputation, and what I want to provide everyone is a platform."

The village chief's words were confused. In fact, he prefers donors. He doesn't ask anything, just gives him a sum of money, and then the village gives him a medal of praise and that's it.

So there is only one small message at a time, but how much money are these small banners exchanged for.

"Don't give me these useless words and talk about a platform. The most important thing for us people is to see what we can actually get. Talking about false true knowledge is like fantasy, and no one can listen to it at all. "

"If you really want to do charity, then give some real benefits, whether it's money or things, and distribute them to the villagers in the village."

"But if you just say it with one mouth, then to us it means that you haven't done anything at all. After all, it's our hometown folks who say it with one mouth."