Beauty's Personal Physician

However, now that they know how easy it is for this kid to make money, subconsciously, the three elders don't regard their family's Yang Di's money as money.

Regardless of whether it is 500 million or 5000 million, in fact, at this time, in the hearts of the three elders, they have lost their concept. They only think that the money can help the villagers tide over the difficulties. Can earn it back.

Su Yu and Cheng Xin's eyes were red, the touch just now was too lethal for girls of their age, especially Cheng Xin, seeing Yang Di's elders so simple and kind, even more so. It's the water mist in the beautiful eyes.

"Hehe, since everyone agrees, then I'm going to launch a big campaign to eliminate dilapidated houses."

Yang Di laughed dryly, not knowing what to say, just now he was worried that if he took so much money for nothing, he would be scolded by his elders, saying that he was a fool with too much money, and then reprimanded him.

But now it seems that this matter is a matter of course, and the money earned by selling the pills is nothing but scraps of paper...

Yang Dihan.

"Hey, buddy, you did a good job this time, I finally saw you right!" Juniper stood beside the old man, pouted, and gave Yang Di a thumbs up.

With that appearance, it seemed that it was a great honor to be appreciated by him, and this kid was handsome enough not to blush.

"Hey..." Yang Di's teeth chattered, if he wasn't afraid of accidentally hurting the old man, he really wanted to beat this scumbag.

In the evening, the villagers reported the situation of the dilapidated house, and Cheng Xin put all the statistics on a piece of A4 paper. Holding the report, Yang Di's face was slightly ugly, and his heart was full of panic.

"What's the matter, is the budget not enough..." Su Yu stepped forward, her beautiful eyes were inexplicable, and she whispered softly, "If it's not enough, I can help."

"I also have hundreds of thousands of deposits here." Cheng Xin turned off his laptop and stood up from his seat.

"Hehe, in the first stage, 500 million is plenty."

Yang Di was very moved by the two girls' intentions, but he waved his hands.

"Then Yang Di, you..." The two girls hesitated to speak.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the people living in our village are all a group of forgotten people."

Yang Di sighed, smiled expressionlessly, then put down the report and went out to discuss with that kid Juniper.

"This..." After Yang Di left, Su Yu picked up the piece of paper from the table, glanced at it, and his pretty face changed color slightly.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Xin was very concerned, and put his head together. He was only focused on the statistics just now, and hadn't had time to take a good look at it.

In the end, when he took a closer look, Cheng Xin couldn't help but feel a little strange on Cheng Xin's mature and delicate face.

There are a total of 480 households in Wuli Village. According to the city's standards, 130 households can be classified as severely dilapidated houses, and 140 or [-] households are mildly dilapidated. Together, they account for nearly [-]% of the total.

"He's right. This is really a forgotten village..." Cheng Xin lost her mind and said to herself. Seeing the report, she felt very uncomfortable for some reason.

"There may be many places like this. It's just that Wuli Village is lucky. I met this guy..."

Su Yu also held his breath in his heart, there was nameless anger circulating in those beautiful eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to believe that there is still such a place...

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In the guest room, Yang Di told Juniper all the data he had seen earlier.

This kid is a scam, but it is undeniable that he is a very shrewd businessman. At such a young age, he can earn hundreds of thousands by himself. Not every college student who has just graduated from school can do it .

"Yes!" Juniper patted his thigh after rubbing his chin for a long time.

"Oh, let's hear it." Yang Di showed joy, and finally he didn't take this kid home for nothing.

"After the demolition of all dilapidated houses, there are nearly 800 residents who are homeless. My idea is to temporarily disperse these people to various households with good houses, and our assistance will start from this aspect Let's start." Juniper said calmly.

"Didn't the villagers be arranged in hotels in the city?" Yang Di frowned.

"Hmph! You really aren't good enough for business, at least you're still very young." Juniper despised him and said, "There are too many uncertainties in this matter in the future. The best way now is to be conservative. The accommodation conditions of the country people are simple, but every household is spacious, and the weaker ones are more than [-] square meters. This kind of place can accommodate three or four people, and it will not be crowded at all. If this is the case, why should we go? After spending so much money, is it possible that you want to put everyone in a hotel for the rest of your life?"

"That's right, hehehe..." Yang Di was embarrassed, this time the scumbag despises it makes sense.

In Ling City right now, the cheapest standard hotel room is about 50 yuan a day, with more than 800 people. If it is calculated based on the standard of three people, it will be nearly 15000 rooms. Equivalent to [-] yuan in cash.

Yang Di had thought about this number before coming here. At that time, he didn't think it was a big deal, and it was completely acceptable. After all, even if the villagers were resettled in the city for three months, it would still be less than 150 million.

But when the boy said that, Yang Di couldn't help but suddenly realized that he really took it for granted. It seems that he has relaxed the three-month cycle, but many things are really hard to say now. Question, how about cooperating and letting everyone sleep on the street?

No, absolutely not, Juniper is right, you must help if you are busy, but it is not for the sake of saving face, you have to plan carefully.

"In this way, in the first stage, don't we just need to take care of the villagers' food?" After thinking about it, Yang Di became serious and sat down by the bed and asked.

"Not necessarily. In principle, we are all in the same boat now, and we should support each other, but in order to avoid unnecessary troubles and disputes in the future, we must work hard in terms of rules," Juniper said in a deep voice: "My The idea is that every family that takes in the demolished households will be rewarded with an additional 5 yuan per day for each person they take in, which means that they will spend about 12 yuan a month."

"Well said, we would rather be a villain than a gentleman in this kind of thing!" Yang Di admired this guy's vision.

As far as the current situation in Wuli Village is concerned, Yang Di dares to guarantee that even if he does not give any money to relocate the relocated households to the remaining neighbors, the villagers will happily agree with both hands.

This is a kind of warm and harmonious local affection, without any falsehood!

However, sometimes, emotional things may need to be dealt with from a different angle and with a rational attitude.

When Jun Song just said that, it sounded a little pretentious and even looked at people through the cracks of the door, but in fact, it was the best policy.

People are not sages, and if any disputes arise between the villagers who live together in the future, it will be much easier to deal with this layer of barriers.

This is called anti-micro-duration, embarrassment now, and peace of mind in the future.

"What about food and daily necessities?" Yang Di was like a curious baby at this time, humbly asking this cheater for advice.

These things are not complicated to calculate, and Yang Di can handle them by himself, but he is afraid of missing something or making detours.

"It's simple. It's still calculated on a per capita basis. Elderly people over 50 years old will receive 600 monthly assistance, and the rest will receive 400 monthly assistance." Juniper said without hesitation.

"So few?" Yang Di frowned when he heard this, and felt that this guy seemed a little too stingy. This number, even to meet daily per capita needs, was a bit shabby.

The current standard of living in Ling City, if you want to eat meat every now and then, is 800 to 1000 per capita, which is basically the bottom line.

But the assistance given by this guy is far from the standard of the lonely old man. Originally, according to Yang Di's calculation, 1500 per person is necessary.