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"What's wrong, Uncle Zhao?"

Li Chong took the lead in pushing through the crowd and squeezed into the center of the incident, creating a line of sight for the following people.Before Uncle Zhao could talk about the cause and effect of the incident, the attention of Lao Chaofeng and his party had been attracted by a stranger - although the whole village was full of strangers, this one was particularly different. He was in a suit and leather shoes, and his hair was oiled. He wore a pair of brown leather shoes on his head and feet. The leather should have been shiny, but now it was covered in dust, and his whole body looked dingy. Fan Yu was curious. This stranger was obviously not from the village, and he was not from the same place as them. people.

"Who is this?" Zhu Bin also squeezed into the crowd at this moment. He is the most friendly person to outsiders in Shaquan Village. Strangers can obviously see this and immediately showed him a flattering smile. smile.

"Hello, I am the representative of Mingsheng Urban Construction Company, my surname is Wu." The man said, although he was embarrassed, he still did not forget to present a business card with both hands.

"Urban construction company?" Zhu Bin looked at the front and back of the business card, but couldn't see anything. He was confused, but Li Chong waved his hand and shouted: "It's you again, didn't I tell you before? Don’t move! Why are you here again?”

"Move?" After listening to Li Chong's words, Zhu Bin realized that the purpose of this man's coming to the village was the same as his own, and he became even more confused, "What do you mean?"

The man who had been standing next to the representative in suits and ties took the initiative to step forward, avoiding Li Chong, pointing at Zhu Bin and saying, "This is the son of the village chief."

"Son of the village chief," the representative's expression showed a hint of hope upon hearing this authoritative endorsement, "I've actually been here once, but I've never seen you before."

"Yes, yes, he is the only college student in our village, and he has been working hard to help the villagers obtain a better living environment." The man who introduced him quickly added.

"Let me just say..." The look of expectation on the representative's face turned into a desire for success, but before he could express his desire, he was rudely interrupted by Li Chong: "Xiao Wuzi, again You eggworm, are you guys not strong enough with your fists? Haven't you made it clear yet that you are not allowed to bring outsiders to the village?"

The man called Xiao Wuzi took a step back and hid behind the urban construction representative, but he said unforgivingly: "I saw you brought outsiders into the village first, and then I went to find Mr. Wu."

"Oh, we are being implicated. Our invitation was approved by all the villagers!"

"Who knows who sets the rules in this village now."

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Representative Wu was about to take action when he saw Li Chong disagreeing for a few words. He quickly waved his hand and said, "I really don't have any ill intentions. I am here to talk to you on behalf of my company. I am just here to talk to you. Better problem solving.”

"What problem is solved?"

"What's wrong with us?"

"How are you going to solve the problem?"

The shouts and shouts were everywhere, stirring into a dull ball of cotton in the shed, and hitting the old Chaofeng's head in confusion.He had been quarreled by Li Chong and Zhu Bin today. He wanted to solve the problem quickly and clear his mind, and then take He Si for a romantic desert trip. It was the master with a loud voice, and the noise really made Lao Chaofeng upset. He simply flicked his long sleeves, and invisible thorns poured from the bracelet of the emperor's house under the yellow sand, and after running hundreds of meters, they rose up from the ground. Like a long whip, it raises countless wind and sand.

"Cough cough."

Unprepared, everyone was blinded by the wind and sand and ducked to avoid it.But those people who had been chattering just now ate a mouthful of sand, covered their mouths and noses, and did not dare to speak anymore.

"The weather has changed." Only Lao Chao Fengli remained indifferent in the wind and sand. After spitting out three words, he said, "Director Zhao, you and the villagers have been discussing here for a long time. It's decided who will leave and who will stay."

Uncle Zhao just wanted to speak, but the wind and sand rushed into his mouth as if it were alive, so he had to tighten his lips and nodded.

"That's good, Fan Yu, send the villagers to the car."

"Okay." Fan Yu said and waved, "Everyone, hurry up, the weather has changed, and you may encounter something if you delay. Please work harder to get the women and children settled before dark."

As he spoke, he patted Jun Jiuzi, who was staring at Lao Chaofeng, and said, "Professor Jun, don't be dumbfounded, come and help."

"Oh, right, right..." Although the representative surnamed Wu didn't know who was speaking, it could be seen that they were able to send the villagers out. He was very grateful and quickly wanted to give a few words of help.But the wind and sand thrown by Lao Chaofeng naturally treated everyone equally. As soon as he opened his mouth, the sand poured in mercilessly. The smell of earth in his mouth forced him to close his mouth, with a look of disgust on his face.

Seeing that expression, Li Chong naturally wanted to say something to him - why, he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to come to our village for development and construction - but he couldn't get out of his mouth.For some reason, every time he felt that the wind and sand were getting smaller and wanted to speak, the sand would fly towards his face as if it could read his consciousness, leaving him suffocated and unable to vent his anger.Fortunately, he was not the only one in this situation. Li Chong felt relieved when he saw that Zhu Bin also looked cowardly and had something to say.

Once the ears are purified, things will go smoothly.After a while, the women and children in the village stepped onto the convoy prepared outside under the command of Fan Yu and Jun Jiuzi.The man called Xiao Wuzi tugged on the sleeve of the representative named Wu and pointed at the wind and sand. He also wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, the city man who seemed to be unable to endure the hardship shook his head decisively.

After the women and children retreated, there were many people left in the shed, some were old people, and more were young men like Li Chong, all of whom seemed unwilling to leave without any worries.

"Let's go!" Zhao Shuqiang said one word, and the rest of the communication was by waving, but no one responded for a while.

"It is impossible and unnecessary to keep so many people. We are all people who have survived in the desert. We should know how precious water is. Please don't add unnecessary burdens to us and leave as soon as you have agreed."

After Fan Yu finished speaking, the crowd still showed no intention of moving. Jun Jiuzi hid behind Fan Yu and persuaded earnestly: "Folks, listen to me, don't worry, leave this place to Uncle Zhao, you must also guard your children. "

The remaining men looked at me and I looked at you, hesitating on their feet but still not moving.

"I'm here, don't worry." Uncle Zhao didn't want to speak, but he had to say it. After saying it with a grimace, Li Chong covered his face with his clothes and shouted quickly: "There's me too!"

Hearing this, the men had no choice but to move. They were still moving at first, pushing and shoving each other to worry about each other. They turned back three times every step, but the further away from the shed, the faster they walked. After a while, they took long strides towards the shed. The sand mountain not far away trotted away.Xiao Wuzi also wanted to leave, but when he saw Representative Wu with a determined look on his face, he didn't know what he thought of. He rolled his eyes, stamped his feet, and actually stayed with him.

Everyone had almost left, the luster on Lao Chaofeng's Imperial House bracelet was flowing, and the wind and sand stopped just in time.

"Just a few of you?"

Fan Yu looked at the remaining villagers. Apart from Uncle Zhao, Li Chong, Zhu Bin and two other villagers who had also met outside Jun Jiuzi Research Institute in the morning, the only ones left on the scene were Representative Wu and the man who brought him here. Xiaowuzi.

"What are you still doing here?" Li Chong obviously saw these two people and spoke rudely to chase away the guests.

"You two also have eyes," Uncle Zhao also said, "Our village has been very busy these two days and we don't have time to receive you. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it later."

Xiaowuzi was frightened by the evil wind just now, and saw that other villagers had run away. He knew something was wrong, so he persuaded him: "Mr. Wu, you see, Uncle Zhao has agreed to let us talk later, how about we leave first?" ?”

"It doesn't matter." For the first time, Lao Chaofeng actually asked someone to stay.

Li Chong looked like he had seen a ghost, but Fan Yu knew Lao Chaofeng's intention - what a coincidence.From the name, you can tell that the Urban Construction Group is here to develop. The source of development is most likely the clear spring in Shaquan Village. For development, the first task is to relocate the villagers.

Fan Yu listened to what the few people were chatting about and realized that this was not the first time this company had come here, and needless to say, he had hit a wall before in this village.Now that there was a problem with the spring water that the villagers depended on, a representative of the urban construction group came to the village. If he hadn't arrived first and negotiated the resettlement method in advance under Jun Jiuzi's arrangement, then the villagers' fate would have been different. It's hard to say. Maybe Representative Wu can negotiate this deal today.

Now that things have happened, I see the villagers leaving one after another. It is obvious that something strange has happened in the village. However, this person does not leave and is determined to stay. It seems that he does not feel any danger at all. So naturally, he needs to ask questions.

Fan Yu was about to speak while thinking, but he heard Jun Jiuzi say: "The sun is going to set, let's have a meal together before leaving."

You really should never underestimate this woman. Fan Yu complained in his heart and licked his dry lips and said: "Uncle Zhao, Representative Wu just spent a lot of time. It happens that Murakami is also encountering difficulties now, why not give it to her?" Give him a chance to talk about their company’s plan in detail?”

"Say shit."

"Li Chong," Uncle Zhao, who was not as young and energetic as Li Chong, heard Fan Yu's voiceover and continued, "Okay, then come to my house."

"Hey, that's great." Before Representative Wu spoke, Xiao Wuzi immediately rubbed his hands and followed Uncle Zhao to his house.

"It's good to chat and catch up while eating, but I just don't know what difficulties you are talking about Murakami encountering?" Things were developing too fast just now. Representative Wu just held on and didn't leave. At this moment, he came to his senses and challenged Looking at Li Chong, who looked the most arrogant among them, he inquired, "I don't mean anything else. I just saw that all the villagers suddenly left, and I thought if I could provide some help."

Li Chong was just reckless, but not stupid. He glanced at him sideways and didn't answer.

"You don't know yet," Fan Yu caught up from behind and pointed at Jun Jiuzi. "This is Professor Jun. Their observation station has observed that a once-in-a-century sandstorm will sweep over here in the next few days. Let's come Help us move the villagers together."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes," Representative Wu didn't know if he was acting, but in short, he looked like he was frightened and nodded repeatedly, "So, the environment here is too harsh. If there is a sandstorm, just move it. , and not all sandstorms can be predicted, so we still hope that Uncle Zhao will consider our proposed plan carefully."

Uncle Zhao didn't answer and just walked forward. Fan Yu patted Representative Wu on the back and said, "You are too dedicated and never leave your work. By the way, what is the plan you proposed?"

"Us?" Someone finally cared about his own business. Representative Wu felt moved in his heart and quickly introduced, "You know the environment here, right?"

"I wonder what representative Wu is talking about?"

"Spring in the sand."

"Oh," Fan Yu flashed the dry sand in his mind and nodded, "Of course I understand."

"With such good natural conditions, if we plan well, we will definitely have a chance to rival Mingsha Mountain Crescent Spring, right? So what we mean is to develop this place into a scenic spot. Of course, the profits will also be shared with the villagers. Not only that, but we will also be responsible Resettlement compensation for everyone in the village..."

Representative Wu was talking enthusiastically when Li Chong, who was walking behind, spat, which happened to fall at his feet, and then quickly passed him, leaving only one sentence: "I feel upset."

"Don't mind..."

Before Fan Yu had finished consoling him, Representative Wu immediately said in a general way: "I understand, I understand. This is their home after all. It's normal to have thoughts. That's because we haven't done our job well."

"I just appreciate your work attitude. If you drink two more drinks in a while, things will become easier to talk about."

"understand."

Representative Wu sat down at the wine table in such admiration. Looking at the few dishes on the table that were as barren as the land, he frowned. Fortunately, Uncle Zhao immediately took out a jar of wine from the kitchen and called for it. Everyone filled up their first cup.

"Uncle Zhao, let's start." Li Chong and Zhu Bin said at the same time.

"Okay, our Shaquan Village has never allowed outsiders to come in and serve food on the table. Please forgive me for this first drink, ancestors."

There was something in Uncle Zhao's words. After he finished speaking, he drank it all by himself. The others pretended not to understand and followed him with wine glasses, but they didn't expect that the wine in the desert was wilder than the wine in the city.This sip didn't feel like drinking wine, but rather like swallowing a knife, which started from the throat and reached the stomach. It was so hot that tears welled up in the eyes.

Fan Yu, who is known as a man who never gets drunk after a thousand cups, felt like he had been hit hard and his mind was confused.Looking at Representative Wu and Jun Jiuzi, they were also grinning. Although Lao Chaofeng's expression remained unchanged, his aura became more ferocious - he wanted to save face and suffer. Fan Yu secretly smiled in his heart and gently pushed the wine glass away.

Li Chong smiled when he saw this and said, "What, you don't want to drink anymore?"

"I'm not the protagonist tonight," Fan Yu laughed, "Representative Wu, is there another one to leave?"

"You want it," Representative Wu nodded immediately and changed the topic, "However, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain clearly when I'm drunk, especially this... son of the village chief's family, you also want to persuade the villagers to move to the city. Go inside."

"I'm not like you."

"How could it be different? It's all to improve the quality of life of the villagers."

"So you two are indeed a good match." Li Chong chewed two mouthfuls of peanuts and interjected.

Seeing that the two of them were about to confront each other again, Jun Jiuzi quickly pretended to be casual and asked: "By the way, I heard that you have been here once before?"

"Yes, but the results were not good that time." Representative Wu answered cautiously.

"But how did your company know that there are wonderful sights here?"

"Our company has been developing desert tourism business, and Fifth Brother is the local guide we hired..." Representative Wu did not finish his sentence, but just glanced at Xiao Wuzi, and everyone at the table knew it.

Jun Jiuzi no longer asked Representative Wu, but paid tribute to Xiao Wuzi, and while he finished a sip of wine, he immediately asked: "Brother Wu, have you taken him to see the divine spring?"

"I have seen."

"No."