Super Monk

After Zhao Fugui arranged for the villagers to inspect carefully for a day, Liu Dawang seemed to be afraid. He never showed up since he left. As long as Liu Dawang doesn't come any more, Zhao Fugui is not ready to trouble him any more. This is the past.

That afternoon, Zhao Fugui drove to the city, found President Chen, and pulled a lot of money from Rolls Royce. There are more than 1000 stacks of old red people who have just been pulled out of the Treasury, and the back seats of Rolls Royce are almost full.

Zhao Fugui pulls the money back from a car and makes a call to Chengdu TV station. Since Liu Feifei came once, Chengdu TV station has also learned to be good. Zhao Fugui called them and they absolutely photographed reporters. If you don't come here, if it's a big star next time, you can go there again. Can boss Zhao give you a good face?

"Open the meeting to get money, open the meeting to get money, hurry up, while there are not many tourists, hurry to the threshing ground to get money, and work after getting money!" The woman director kept shouting in the high pitched loudspeaker in the early morning.

In less than ten minutes, the black crowd came with their own small benches, and soon they were full of a dozen people.

The threshing ground is full of villagers. They are all looking at the stacks of half a person's old red heads, which are piled together with more than 10 million. Few people in this village have seen them.

"Ah, look at the people here. A red one is worth more than 10 million. We work hard to work overtime, and we travel all over the country. We pay money on the stage. It's so popular The reporters under the "rostrum" were also overwhelmed by so much cash, and they began to talk to each other.

"No, I was admitted to a key university in that year, which was the pride of our village. Later, they worked hard to get the whole family close to the city, but within two years, the cultivated land in their hometown village was occupied and the compensation was several million yuan for each family. Now when I go back for the Chinese new year, I see Mercedes Benz and BMW in the village. As a college student, I'm a fart! " Another reporter said.

"Who said no? In my hometown, we have been engaged in ecological farming for the past two years. Every household can earn at least several hundred thousand a year, which is much easier than I earn money outside. My father told me several times that he couldn't let me go back, but he couldn't pull this face down. It's better to be a farmer after all these years, alas Another reporter said.

A group of reporters talked about it one after another, then turned on the flash to "click" and took pictures of the huge amount of money. Some photographed money alone, while others photographed Zhao Fugui and money together.

These days, if you have a little money, it's not a local tyrant. If you can give us so much money, it's a real local tyrant. How much money do you have to pay if you can send tens of millions to everyone?

"Today is the first dividend meeting of Xiaowan village happy farm. It's not much money. It's my intention. In the future, our happy farm will become better and better, and I will give you more and more money! " Zhao Fugui is not polite, and others are almost together, holding the microphone said.

"Boss Zhao, don't you have much money? How many large enterprises with a market value of more than 100 million in Chengdu are not as generous as you, and they make so much money at once A reporter in the front row said with a smile.

"Village head, no one in our big village has seen so much money. Don't be modest!" The villagers also said.

"Well, if it's unnecessary, I'll call the roll and pick up the money! Zhang Daniu, there are eight mu of land in his family. The dividend is 160000 this time. Come on up! " Zhao Fugui began to call the roll with a smile.

The flash began to flash again and again. A dark, middle-aged man in his 40s stood up in embarrassment and quickly stepped on the stage. He took a whole 18 wads of RMB from Zhao Fugui. The reporters' flash never stopped. They looked at the villagers who came to the stage to get money enviously. They really wanted to be villagers of Xiaowan village.

Some reporters directly sent the first-hand photos back to the newspapers and TV stations on the spot. This is the first time that an enterprise has paid so much money at one time in the scope of Chengdu. Some reporters simply envied the scene and sent the photos to the circle of friends. The attractive RMB suddenly exploded the circle of friends, and was forwarded countless times, detonating the whole city.

"My God, the local tyrant village is so awesome. How much does it cost? It's estimated that it's not less than 10 million!"

"The boss has money, the appraisal is over!"

"Is that the boss who is so handsome and has Gutianle style? Seek contact information, seek collusion! "

"Please don't do that upstairs, you are my goddess, goddess, please calm down!"

"I don't think this black man has Gutianle style. I think money has Gutianle style."

"Upstairs is jealousy, ask the local tyrant boss to take in, I'm 36C, proficient in all kinds of postures, can be a concubine, can be a junior, absolutely have integrity, not to compete for business!"

When Zhao Fugui sends money there, Chen Yihan brushes the news of his local circle of friends. Seeing this, he immediately laughs. Chen Yihan shows Zhao Fugui his mobile phone while Zhao Fugui arranges for others to send money.

"Rich and noble, now you can be famous, it's estimated that you will become the public lover of Chengdu. You see, these even the second wife and the third child are willing to be your mistress!" Chen Yihan laughs.

"Meaning you don't joke, I don't even have a girlfriend, how dare to provoke the third mistress!" Zhao Fugui said with an embarrassed face."So you mean you're going to provoke the third mistress when you have a real girlfriend?" Chen Yihan deliberately raised his face and asked in a low voice.

"No, no, I didn't mean that!" Zhao Fugui, with a red face, waved hastily.

Looking at Zhao Fugui's nervous appearance, Chen Yihan can't hold his face. He "poops" and laughs. Chen Yihan laughs like a flower nightmare, and Zhao Fugui is stunned.

When Zhao Fugui looks at him like this, Chen Yihan's face turns red. She quietly reaches out her hand and rubs Zhao Fugui, indicating that he is having a meeting. Zhao Fugui has just recovered.

"Zhao Fugui, a son of a bitch, is so rich. You are his brother-in-law. He doesn't want you to be a shareholder when he gives them money. It's not a thing." On the road, Liu Dawang quietly appears in his broken Santana. The middle-aged woman of the co pilot looks at Zhao Fugui giving money to the villagers and says in a shrill voice, "old man, you see that Liu Erjie's son is so rich now that he is not willing to pull your grandson. Hurry to make trouble for me!"

"How do you speak?" Liu Dawang first admonished the middle-aged woman, then turned to the 80 or 90 year old woman in the back seat and said, "grandma, how can Liu Erjie say that she is also a member of our old Liu family? Now turn your elbow out. If you go to make trouble, you must get the shares back. With so many reporters here today, I don't believe that Zhao Fugui can afford to lose his face! "

"I'll save it!" The old lady nodded, pushed the door open and got out.

"This old thing has lived for so long, and now it's finally in use!" Muttered the middle-aged woman.