Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Liu Yingying came to Qingshui village this time to contract land. The preliminary plan is to contract 20 mu for a period of 10 years. According to what Lin Decai and Wu Youneng just discussed, the villagers will be given 65 per mu every year, and their goal in Liu Yingying is to fight for 1000 and guarantee 900. In this way, there will be a price difference of 250 to 350.

If the final contract price is 900 per mu per year, then there is a difference of 250 per mu, 2500 per 10 mu, 5000 per 20 mu, and 5000 per year. What about ten years? That's 50000!

Even if Lin Decai and Wu youYou can divide the price difference equally, everyone can get 25000 yuan.

For ordinary people, 25000 is definitely not a small amount. You can get it with your mouth. It's a pie falling from the sky. Otherwise, Lin Decai and Wu Youneng wouldn't be so interested.

"San Jin, you Lin Shugang just drank some wine, and your speech is terrible. Don't take it to heart..." Wu Youneng caught up with Zhao San Jin and explained with a smile on his face.

Zhao Sanjin said generously, "don't worry, Uncle Wu. I know what to do and what not to do."

"That's good, that's good." Wu Youneng nodded, but the video was held in Zhao Sanjin's hand after all. Seeing that Zhao Sanjin didn't take the initiative to delete the video, he had to continue to persuade: "Uncle knows that you liked Qingqing when you were young. If Uncle Lin hadn't stopped you in the middle, you two would have been together. Let me say, let's talk to President Liu tomorrow and ask her to raise the price of the land to 1000 yuan per mu. As long as she is willing to nod and sign, uncle Lin promises you that I will do the ideological work of Uncle Lin and let him do it as soon as possible Change your mind and accept your son-in-law... "

Wu Youneng is not generally smart. Just now when he mentioned money, he directly pinched Lin Decai's death. Now he is as sharp as Zhao Sanjin's mention of Lin Qingqing.

However, Zhao Sanjin is not as easy to fool as Lin Decai.

"Uncle Wu, I like Qingqing. It's our two people's business. I don't want to confuse the emotional problem with Liu's general contracting of our village land, and I don't want to make any deal." Zhao Sanjin smiled faintly and firmly rejected Wu Youneng's proposal.

"This......" Wu Youneng's face was a little ugly.

"But then again, if Uncle Wu and uncle Lin can make less oil and water, drink less villagers' blood, and increase the contract money, it is a great good thing for the benefit of the whole village. As a member of Qingshui village, even if it is not good, I don't want to talk in front of president Liu." Just now, he had offended Lin Decai. Zhao Sanjin didn't want to offend Wu Youneng, so he slapped him and threw out a sugar jujube.

Although Zhao Sanjin hasn't been involved in officialdom, he hasn't eaten pork. Who hasn't seen pigs run? It's impossible for Lin Decai and Wu to pay the contract money to the villagers in full, so they can only retreat and try to narrow the price difference.

"Improve?" Wu Youneng was stunned and frowned, "then... How much do you want to improve?"

Zhao Sanjin stretched out a finger.

"An increase of 100 yuan per mu?" Wu Youneng widened his eyes and immediately calculated in his mind that an increase of 100 or 20 mu per mu would be 2000, which would be 20000 in ten years.

"It's not an increase of 100." Zhao Sanjin shook his head and said with a smile: "no matter how much the final signing price is, you and Lin Shu can only deduct 100 per mu."

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Wu Youneng's face turned black.

According to Zhao Sanjin's algorithm, it doesn't matter whether the final contract price is 700, 900 or 1000. The Commission of Wu Youneng and Lin Decai has become a fixed 20000 yuan, and everyone can only get 10000.

In this way, it's better not to let Zhao Sanjin help!

"If Uncle Wu thinks this method is feasible, he will discuss it with Uncle Lin later. Give me a letter tomorrow, and then I'll talk to President Liu." Zhao Sanjin knows that Wu Youneng is not happy, but this is his bottom line, and there is no room for bargaining.

Sure enough, Wu Youneng looked back at Lin Decai standing opposite. His face was embarrassed. He smiled bitterly and said, "three jin, what you said is tantamount to killing your uncle. Even if I nod, your uncle Lin may not agree."

"If I don't agree, I can only trouble president Liu to announce the signing price in public." Zhao Sankin tilted his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was very helpless.

"Three Jin you..."

"Come on, I'll go back to bed first. Just tell me the result." Zhao Sankin hit ha ha, turned and left.

Looking at Zhao Sanjin's natural and unrestrained back, Wu Youneng's smile instantly stiffened on his face, a cold color appeared between his eyebrows, clenched his teeth and hummed: "this bastard boy is really a thing that eats inside and pickpockets outside!"

After Zhao Sanjin left, Lin Decai came together and asked, "Lao Wu, what does that boy mean?"

"The price can be increased, but it must be increased by the villagers and President Liu..." Wu Youneng shook his head and sighed, and told Lin Decai what Zhao Sankin said intact.

"Son of a bitch!"

Bastard Lin Decai fly into a rage and has the final say in the direction of the three kilograms of the Zhao: "you should not have stopped me just now. The eight year old boy stayed outside for a few years, and his wings were hard. He did not give him some color to see. He did not know that. Lao Tzu had the final say in the village of Qingshui village.

Wu Youneng looked at Lin Decai from head to toe and said with a bitter smile: "Sanjin has probably learned a lot of skills in the army in recent years. With your two brushes, if he fights back, you really can't beat him."

"He dares!" Lin Decai hummed, "I'm Qingqing's father. If I dare to move my finger, I'll send him to the police station to squat. Don't marry Qingqing. He won't want to see him in the future!"

Lin Decai's temper was already a little grumpy. As soon as the wine strength came up, it was stimulated by Zhao Sanjin. Suddenly, it was like explosives hit Mars. The whole person was unstable and jumped three feet high.

At first glance, it looks like a shrew

Compared with Lin Decai, Wu Youneng was much more calm. After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Lao Lin, I'm afraid it's hard to make that 50000 yuan."

"Why, do you really want to do what the bastard said?" Lin Decai stared.

"Otherwise?" Wu Youneng sighed, "you can see the relationship between him and President Liu. President Liu asked him by name. If he really made a stumbling block on President Liu's side, chewed his tongue and ruined our good deeds, what can we do to him?"

"I skinned him!" Linde said fiercely.

Wu Youneng said with a smile, "don't you offend president Liu? You know, President Liu's company ranks first in the city. This contract project is led by the leaders of the county and the town. At that time, President Liu will go to the county to sue us. Let alone make money, I'm afraid he can't keep his iron rice bowl..."

Lin Decai's heart thudded and he realized the seriousness of the matter.

For Lin Decai and Wu Youneng, fishing for money is like fishing, and the identity of the village head and the village branch secretary is their fishing pole. It's no big deal to catch less fish once. However, if you lose the fish pole because of small things and break it because of impulse and impulse, it's not worth it.

Lin Decai hasn't been a village head for two days. He can understand the fierce relationship between them as soon as he thinks about it, but he can't swallow the evil spirit. He gnashed his teeth and said, "can a cooked duck fly so easily?"

"It's ok if you don't want it to fly, unless..." Wu Youneng wanted to stop talking.

"Unless what?" Linde couldn't wait.

Wu Youneng shook his head and sighed. He took the opportunity to say, "unless you start from Qingqing, she is Zhao Sanjin's weakness. As long as you relax and give Zhao Sanjin a chance, I promise that the little rabbit will go to President Liu and ask for a price increase."

"No!" Linde flatly refused without thinking.

Lin Decai is not stupid. Even if he can finally succeed in contracting land, he can only get the benefit of twenty or thirty thousand yuan at most. However, it is obvious that he can get 150000 yuan just by marrying Lin Qingqing to Liu Zifeng. Coupled with the relationship between the Liu family and Secretary Shen of the County, it is light and heavy.

"Don't worry, Lao Lin, just listen to me." Wu Youneng is different. Lin Qingqing is not his daughter, and the 150000 bride price has nothing to do with him. He just wants to earn the money for contracted land, so he quickly advised: "I just asked you to give Zhao Sanjin an opportunity, but didn't let you really marry Qingqing to him..."

"What do you mean?" Linde was stunned.

"People, only when you give them a chance to see hope, can they work for you wholeheartedly." Wu Youneng kept his voice low and said with a bad smile: "Well, after you go back, discuss with your sister-in-law. Let's play a play in front of Zhao Sanjin tomorrow. Let him handle the contract for us first, and then... Ha ha, who does Qingqing marry? It's not your father-in-law's word at that time?"

After saying this, Lin Decai immediately understood Wu Youneng's meaning. After weighing for a moment, he couldn't help picking up his thumb at Wu Youneng and praised him: "Lao Wu, Lao Wu, you are really full of bad water! If you succeed, do as you say!"

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ahchoo!

As soon as Zhao Sanjin got home, he sneezed several times. He reached out and pinched his nose and scolded: "who the fuck is counting on me behind my back? Damn it!"

He went to the toilet to pee, went to the kitchen to get some food to fill his stomach, burned a pot of hot water, and then Zhao Sankin took off his clothes and went to bed.

However, Zhao Sanjin didn't mean to get into bed and sleep.

He took off his clothes one by one, leaving only the black four corner pants fork. He crossed his legs and sat at the head of the bed, put his hands on both knees, then took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and looked at the solemn appearance, just like an eminent monk.