Back To Eighty

But no matter how it is divided, there are always people who feel that they are at a disadvantage.

In this way, it is impossible to reach an agreement at all.

As the saying goes, it is good not to suffer from few but to suffer from unevenness.

Guo Ming sighed heavily: "Some people have proposed to buy this land before, but they can't always agree."

Especially this group of people, now they are all very poor, and everyone wants a lot of money, it is best to make them all rich at once.

If this matter is not handled well, the land will not be obtained.

Lu Huai'an didn't take it to heart.

The roads in the village have not been repaired yet. It is a big deal to add a few more people to the farmers market.

Not in a hurry at this time.

"Well, I'll communicate with them again. If it doesn't work, I'll see if there are other more suitable ones."

Guo Ming has been busy recently, so he has to find time to contact him.

This year, for the first time in the country, it was announced that private ownership of cars would be allowed.

The cars of Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian have always been under the name of the company.

And Guo Ming has never bought a car.

Either sit in the car or ride a bicycle. As soon as the report came out, he moved a little.

I have been running a lot lately, especially to show Lu Huaian the farmer's market. It usually takes a whole morning to run back and forth.

If you have a car, you should be able to save a lot of time.

Thinking so, Guo Ming made a report.

After the report was approved, he picked up a car the next day.

Having a car makes it much easier to run.

After running back and forth a few times, things finally came to a head.

"They agreed, but one family disagreed. I took a look. This family's land is on the edge, so it doesn't affect anything."

Guo Ming meant that he wanted to, but they were not used to this person.

"Okay." Lu Huai'an didn't like people who sat on the ground and raised prices, so he nodded immediately: "Let's go, I'll go take a look with you."

Before he could go out, Guo Ming parked the car downstairs of his house and honked the horn.

"Yo!" As soon as Lu Huai'an came out, he was very happy: "My dear, when did you pick up the car?"

"Hey, let's make some connections."

Cars are now privately owned, and they are selling like crazy.

No matter what, I really can't do it.

Lu Huai'an simply stopped driving, and went directly to Guo Ming's car: "It's pretty good, this car is pretty good."

"That is."

Guo Ming is very satisfied with the car he chose.

Of course, what he bought was cheaper, and of course it was different from the one Lu Huaian used as a facade.

He drove in the direction of Shanghe and said casually, "Have you read the newspaper recently? There was a [Central Plains Richest Village] two days ago."

This Lu Huaian had really seen it: "I have seen it, it's good, their management model is quite interesting."

"Well, Brother Hao also told me that your village chief is quite envious."

The richest man in the village looks very rich when you hear it.

It would be great if their Xin'an Village could also have this scale!

"There will be." Lu Huai'an smiled, looking forward to it.

After arriving at the land, Guo Ming pointed it out to him: "Well, it's just that small piece of land. There just happens to be a **** nearby. That piece of land isn't worth anything. If it's a big deal, it's better to come out in another piece and plant a row of trees to block it."

If a house is to be built, a wall will be built directly over there, the windows will not be opened, and others will not be able to do anything they want.

Lu Huai'an looked at it, and it really didn't get in the way.

"What about the price? I've started several projects here. If the price they ask is too high, I can't accept it."

He didn't need to worry about this, Guo Ming smiled: "I quoted the price at the farmers' market you had originally, and Brother Hao told me, within this price, it's okay."

Since Gong Hao said that there is no problem, Lu Huai'an said nothing more: "Okay, you can discuss it with him. If possible, let's settle it as soon as possible to save extra trouble."

They move too fast.

Since the collective agreed, Lu Huai'an called Gong Hao over and called everyone to a meeting and signed.

Only that family refused to sign or show up.

The trustee brought a sentence: his land must at least double the price, otherwise he will never think about it!

Guo Ming and their person in charge had already discussed it, but Lu Huai'an didn't hear anything right now.

The signature should be signed, the money should be given.

When the land was renamed and everything started to be cleaned up, the family hurriedly came to the door.

It happened that Gong Hao was looking at the venue and bumped into his head, but he was quite calm: "Oh, your land is too expensive, we don't want it, it's fine, ah, you can keep it, we also Not so much."

Although this piece of land does not look good without a corner, but they are not doing anything else, just building a farmers market, it is not a big deal to lack a corner.

Interestingly, the family was unconvinced and even asked a Feng Shui master to persuade them: "From the perspective of Feng Shui, the square is round and the corner is missing, so bad!"

What a bad luck, Lu Huai'an sneered.

Gong Hao stuffed a red envelope, and the Feng Shui master changed his words after calculating the hexagram: "Good luck! Missing a corner, no corner evil, just right!"

It made the family so angry that they cried and made trouble for two days.

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to them.

Because it's just a farmers' market here, it's not a big or difficult project.

Therefore, Lu Huaian directly found an engineering team in the local area, and asked them to make drawings and ask them to strictly follow the requirements.

On the day of the start of construction, Lu Huaian also came to the scene.

The family still wanted to make trouble, but they were stopped by the people arranged by Uncle Qian.

They were arguing, but the children next to them were quiet.

He didn't cry or make trouble. He hugged a child and put his fingers in the child's mouth, making a thudding sound.

He stared blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

She was only ten years old, she was thin, and she looked really pitiful.

Seeing him like this, Uncle Qian couldn't help but think of his own Guoguo.

Before, she was so poor.

And now, at almost the same age, the one in my family is still a silly girl, but this one has to take care of her younger brother and sister.

These things, can't think about it, he sighed and found someone to come over.

After a while, someone brought a cup over: "Mr. Qian gave you the soaked malted milk essence."

The boy raised his head and glanced at Uncle Qian. He didn't say anything. He picked it up and took two sips before slowly feeding some to the child in his arms.

After feeding, the child stopped crying, sobbed a few times, and began to doze off.

At this time, half of the malted milk was left in the cup.

The boy licked his lips, he knew that this cup had to be returned to others.

But my sister couldn't drink the rest of the malted milk.

He thought for a while, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation, and he drank it in small sips.

A smile appeared on Uncle Qian's face.

It was for this purpose that I specially asked someone to pour a bigger cup.

As a result, before he took a few sips, his family probably looked at Uncle Qian's eyes and became furious.

"Who allowed you to drink their stuff!?"

Without thinking, he slapped it away.

The enamel cup tinkled and threw it all the way, and a lot of remaining liquid splashed on the ground.

Uncle Qian's face sank, staring at the finger marks on the boy's face for two seconds, seeing that he didn't respond, in the end he left with a flick of his sleeves.

There is no cure for this family.

The new farmers market was named [Shangping Farmers Market].

The meaning is quite simple, it means the farmers' market between Shanghe and Nanping.

The drawings are ready-made, and if you don't understand anything, you can go to their original farmers' market and go around to understand what it means.

It was also quite quick to build. Lu Huai'an came to check it from time to time and asked them to build the warehouse properly.

Since Nanping was transformed into a new district, all kinds of business people began to gather here.

No one can find a job anymore, and as long as they work hard, they can always make money.

With money in hand, many people start to wonder how they can make more money.

Lu Huaian was still reading the newspaper that day when Shen Ruyun called.

At first, she just talked about some ordinary family affairs, and while she was talking, Shen Ruyun talked about a strange thing she discovered recently.

"I don't know why, but the letters my classmates received recently have no stamps."

Every time I receive it, the envelope is a blank slate, which is ugly.

She felt strange.

Lu Huai'an was even more confused: "Someone stole this too?"

Turning back to Li Peilin, he thought it was funny: "Is it possible that stamps can be sold for money?"

Do you sell waste paper? How much does it cost to exchange money?

Li Peilin snorted, but he was not surprised: "Stamps are quite valuable, don't look at how small this thing is."

What he knew was that on their Nanping side, outside the post office, there was a stamp trading market.

"Just, in 1980, an eight-cent monkey ticket issued at that time can be sold for twenty-five yuan now."

Lu Huai'an was stunned when he heard it, he just calculated, it's three hundred times more: "This, it really makes money..."

He was really unheard of.

"Well, I also bought a few sets of stamps and saved them." Li Peilin got up and took them out and showed them to him: "You also stock up a few sets? Even if it doesn't go up that much, it's good to keep it as a thought. "

Like the book, each one is well preserved.

Lu Huai'an thought it was fine after seeing it, and nodded, "Okay, I'll go back and buy some."

This thing doesn't take up much space on the left and right, just buy a little of each type and put it on the bookshelf.

But after all, it's just a small matter, he didn't take it too seriously, he still focused on his career~www.readwn.com~ Soon, the Shangping Farmers Market was built, and after the walls were all dry, the procedures were done. All done.

Lu Huai'an once again sighed: There are people in the DPRK who can do things well!

Otherwise, I still don't know that I have to drag the monkey years and horses to go.

"It's almost the end of the month. I asked someone to see the date. The third day of next month is a good day. How about opening on that day?" Gong Hao asked him, flipping through the calendar.

Lu Huai'an nodded, feeling quite good: "It just happens that I have nothing to do in the third year of junior high. I can do it that day, and I have time to invite someone."

All parties were notified, and the stall owners went directly to find people from their nearby villages.

You don't need to be all men, you can even go back and forth every day. There are cars in the village to deliver food.

Many people in their village were moved, and there were people in Qingshang Village who came with a message and wanted to go.

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