Super Monk

Zhao Fugui didn't expect that song Yougen's mouth was so wide open. He wanted to bite a piece of meat from Zhao Fugui's body. This guy was greedy too much.

Song Yougen felt that he had caught Zhao Fugui by the neck. If he wanted to buy land to build a parking lot, he had to buy it himself, so he would not give up on the price. If you want to buy land, you have to buy 50 thousand mu, and you don't sell it for a cent less.

If song Yougen and Zhao Yougen have no money, they can't talk about anything.

"Richness, are you ready?" Chen Yihan sees Zhao Fugui's heavy face coming back and feels that things are not going well. He asks quickly.

Originally, Chen Yihan thought that it would be easy to negotiate. After all, the highest price in the 30 mu market is only 1.2 million, and Zhao Fugui is even willing to pay 1.5 million. In this way, the villagers make money, and the leaders of the village head also make money. Things should not be difficult.

"Song Yougen, the head of Qianwan village, wants $15 million and doesn't sell for a cent. The land in Dawan village has been leased to a company. They seem to want to plant fruit seedlings, and the land is useless. It's a bit difficult to do. If it's delayed too long, when the summer vacation starts, there will be more people on self driving tours. It will be very troublesome if there is no parking lot! " Zhao Fugui's face is not very good-looking said.

"Is he crazy to want so much money?" Chen Yihan can't help but be surprised. It's normal to ask for money on the ground when doing business. But if you want two million for one million, it's called asking for ten million. How can you do business like this.

"He is not crazy, he is too greedy, I have to think of a way!" Zhao Fugui said with a frown.

"Richness, if you can't, you can find an acquaintance to talk about it from the middle, and see if you can reduce the money!" Chen Yihan thought about it and said.

"Yes, we can try it!" Zhao Fugui looked happy and thought for a while. He said, "if you want to find people in the city, song Yougen may not know them. You have to find people from Qingtian township government!"

"I remember that the head of Qingtian Township came here before? If you can't, just ask him. He will certainly give the township head face. The township head is his direct leader! " Chen Yihan suggested.

"No, we don't have much friendship with the township head. He may not be willing to come forward!" Zhao Fugui shook his head and said, "I'll go to the director of the township police station and ask director Chen to say hello to him. He will certainly help!"

The head of the township police station is better than the head of some villages. After all, the police station is in charge of public security. There is a big and small matter in the village, and we often have to deal with the police station. Many village leaders are familiar with the director of the police station. Song Yougen is sure to give him some face when he comes forward.

When Zhao Fugui thought of the candidate, he immediately called director Chen. Director Chen agreed. After he hung up, he directly called the head of Qingtian township police station.

Zhao Fugui drove out of the village to Rolls Royce and drove along the urban-rural highway to Qingtian township.

"Boss Zhao, why did you come here in person? I'm going to be there right now Zhao Fugui's Rolls Royce drove into the rural police station. The director of the police station was about to drive out in a police car when he saw that Rolls Royce quickly covered his head with a hat and ran over to say.

Xiaowan village is now a famous resort in Chengdu and even Xiaowan village. Zhao Fugui is already a big boss. In addition to the relationship between Zhao Fugui and director Chen, the director also hopes to get in touch with Zhao Fugui and ask director Chen to arrange for him to be transferred back to the city. How dare he neglect Zhao Fugui? He opens the door with a flattering smile on his face.

"Director, I'm sorry to trouble you today!" Zhao Fugui got out of the car, shook hands with the director and said with a smile.

"No trouble, no trouble. Song Yougen, I know him. He certainly dares not to give me face. His son is not a good thing. He has been dealing with the police station all the year round. If he dares not to give me face, I will treat him! " The director said confidently.

"Well, let's go now. It's my treat at noon. Let's have dinner in a small farm stove! " Zhao Fuguo took the director back to Xiaowan village. When he got back to the village, it was almost noon.

Zhao Fugui has already arranged a table in the box on the other side of the farm stove. The director of the Institute personally comes forward to invite song Yougen, and song Yougen will come soon.

There is a big table of dishes in the box, all of which are the specialty of the small kitchen. If ordinary guests come to order such a table, they will not be able to take it down.

Song Yougen is not polite when he comes, but his attitude is even more arrogant. He thinks that Zhao Fugui is treating people to dinner and inviting others to make peace. That must be because he has no other way but to ask himself.

Zhao Fugui asked the waiter to open a jar of apricot blossom wine. Several people ate and drank it. Soon the atmosphere on the table became warm. Chinese people like to talk about business at the wine table. After all, as the old saying goes, a delicious person has a short mouth and a short hand. After eating other people's food, it's not easy to talk about business.

"You gen, brother Zhao is an old acquaintance of mine. If he wants to buy land from you, won't you give me face? " After three rounds of wine, the director opened his mouth full of wine. His age is much older than Zhao Fugui, but he puts his attitude very low and calls Zhao Fugui brother Zhao.Now society is like this, rich and powerful that is called brother, no money no power no one in the eye.

"Director, how dare I not give you face!" Song Yougen held out three fingers in front of the director and said, "director, your face is valuable. It's too valuable. At least it's worth it. Three hundred thousand, I give Zhao laodi three hundred thousand cheap! "

Song Yougen doesn't think so. He thinks that Zhao Fugui has a request for him, and his mouth is Zhao's brother Zhao's cry.

"Well, well, I have roots. You really give me face. In the future, as long as the police station can even out all your son's troubles, I'll even them out for you. It's on your brother! " The director was already drunk, but he didn't understand song Yougen's meaning. He thought that an acre of land could be 300000 less. He patted him on the shoulder and said happily.

"Village head song, you say less than 300000, is the total price less than 300000, or one mu less than 300000?" Zhao Fugui was not at ease and asked.

"Brother Zhao, one acre of land is less than 300000, you let the people drink from the west?" Song Yougen glanced at Zhao Fugui, rolled his eyes and said drunkenly, "in the face of the director, I'll give you 300000 less. I calculate, 15 million less than 300000 is 14000? Oh, by the way, 14.7 million, you can give 14.7 million! "

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere on the wine table became more and more intense. The director "bang" slapped the table and roared, "Song Yougen, are you kidding me? Lao Tzu's face is worth 300000? "