Bei Xiaomo didn't want to hear Zhao Gousheng walking and patting the horse, so he called Zhang Yana and asked her to arrange for some rooftop advertisements first, "Let's just write the advertisement slogan: Going to Wulong Village where the gods live is better than taking a taxi to a hotel. convenient,"

He also told Zhang Yana to send someone to contact various travel agencies, "You can promise them that as long as you bring the guests to Wulong Village, you will get a big kickback."

Zhang Yana said on the phone: "Husband, why are you doing this? I will not do it for a good boss and I will suffer as a ninth-rank sesame official," she said.

Bei Xiaomo scolded, "As the young grandmother of the Bei family, how could you have such a thought that I am greedy for comfort?"

"Isn't they missing you yet?" Zhang Yana said coquettishly, "Even if I don't miss you, the baby in her belly still misses you. Even if the baby doesn't miss you, your two reserve young ladies miss you,"

Bei Xiaomo also felt that he was anxious and spoke too much, so he comforted Zhang Yana and agreed to go back to Nanhua to accompany her.

After sending Zhang Yana, Bei Xiaomo contacted friends in the media circle and asked them to help with some publicity, highlighting the highlight of reimbursement of the round-trip fee to Wulong Village.

Zhang Yana worked very hard and the advertisement was released on the same day. For a time, Nanhua Street was full of advertisements from Wulong Village. The places where the gods lived once again aroused people's yearning for pastoral life.

The next day, various media reported that when traveling to Wulong Village, the round-trip fees were reimbursed. This not only caused citizens with some spare money to be motivated, but some units and companies also encouraged their boss and boss to go to Wulong Village. "Friendship, relaxation and relaxation".

It is easy to talk about the government agencies. Anyway, there are endless meetings every year, and meetings must be eaten and drunk. When you hear that the round-trip fees are reimbursed, you are not afraid of the people calling "It is a waste of extravagance when running a meeting so far." I simply booked a car to Wulong Village for a meeting.

As a company, it is born to contact customers' feelings every day. If you invite others to have dinner in restaurants in the city every day, the customers have become tired of it and even feel that it is a burden. However, it is different to go to Wulong Village where the gods live. You can eat authentic farm dishes and breathe fresh air, which is both healthy and healthy.

So, with Bei Xiaomo's move, Wulong Village began to become lively again. The investors were grinning and the villagers no longer muttered Bei Xiaomo behind their backs, and began to say that he was a "good cadre of the party" , the considerate person of the farmers”.

But the big tree attracts wind, and the bustling Wulong Village soon reached the ears of Xie Ergou, who had been transferred to the director of the county civil defense office.

"The opportunity is here," Xie Ergou narrowed his eyes, and a treacherous smile floated across his sinister face, "Bei Xiaomo, I can't kill you, I will make you feel bad,"

These days, Bei Xiaomo has been staying in Wulong Village, thinking about how to permanently establish a way to retain popularity.

While wandering around the village, I suddenly received a call from a farm stay investor.

"Secretary Bei, this business cannot be done," the investor was furious as soon as he spoke.

"What's going on?" Bei Xiaomo thought to himself, business has been good these two days. This guy has taken gun medicine, but as the top official in a town, he still comforted the investors in harmony, "Tell me slowly, There is always a solution to everything, let’s talk about it first.”

"A group of people came and occupied two big tables, ordered two plates of vegetables, and asked us to reimburse the travel expenses. It was obvious that they were going to ruin the situation," the investor was furious.

There was such a thing. Bei Xiaomo understood why investors were so angry. His early projects were only a few big tables. How could he not get angry when encountering such a strange thing?

Bei Xiaomo hurriedly called Zhao Gousheng to come with him.

When he arrived at the farmhouse, the boss was arguing with the guests and blushed. When he saw Bei Xiaomo coming, he was so angry that he stepped forward and grabbed Bei Xiaomo's hand, "Secretary Bei, look at these people..." His words were declining and his tone was already a little bit. Choked up.

When Bei Xiaomo saw that, he was full of people at two big tables. There were 30 people sitting there, and they were all covered in ruffian spirits, with thick phlegm and cigarette butts all over the floor.

The group of people looked at Bei Xiaomo with a squint eyes, and two plates of vegetables were placed on the two huge tables.

"I said, brothers, why, it's so shabby," Bei Xiaomo stepped forward, laughed and said to the group: "I won't order a few more dishes."

"Men, I like it," the group said, "Men, I just watch you advertise and reimburse the car fare for free, otherwise the man will not come yet."

"That's right, the man just wants to come and taste the taste of the vegetables in the place where the gods live. Do you care?"

"I puff," a guy pinched a vegetable with his finger and put it in his mouth, chewed it and spit it on the ground, "What a shit vegetable, I have never eaten such a bad vegetable. Boss, return the food,"

According to Bei Xiaomo's previous temper, he had already started to deal with them, but when he saw a group of other tourists gathering outside the door, he had to temporarily suppress his anger and ask them, "What do you mean by me?"

One of the guys with a fat face slapped the table, pointed at Bei Xiaomo, and asked, "Oh, when will the man's car fare be reimbursed? I'll leave immediately after I've given the money. What other bullshit places can the gods live in one minute. Don't want to stay,"

Bei Xiaomo smiled and asked them, "How did you guys come here? Let's talk about the price."

The man said, "The man has brought a car over here, plus the toll for the bridge, a total of 2,000 yuan."

Bei Xiaomo cursed in his heart, not knowing how to kill the embryo, but said, "Okay, I'll give you the money now,"

As he said that, he took out his wallet from his pocket, counted two thousand dollars and handed it to the man with a smile, "Dear Master, are you satisfied now,"

"You're going to do it, brothers, I'm leaving," said the man with a slut. These guys stood up in a row and walked out shakingly.

When the boss saw this, he became anxious, "Secretary Bei, they are here to blackmail,"

He stomped his feet again, "How can I ask you to pay? I'll give you back the money."

Zhao Gousheng was also angrily rubbing his fists, "Grandma, Secretary Bei, I've found someone to make them."

Bei Xiaomo hurriedly grabbed him and shouted, "I can't be fooled here? They are just prepared. Once we make trouble, they will succeed."

He said to the boss again: "Cleaning it quickly. There are customers. Don't hold the money here. Don't worry, they will spit out the money again."

After the explanation, Bei Xiaomo ordered a villager who was working in a farmhouse, "You go and take a look, follow quietly, and write down their license plate numbers for me."

The villagers hurried out.

Zhao Gousheng and the boss were puzzled and asked, "We can still handle them after leaving the village,"

Bei Xiaomo smiled coldly, a trace of murderous aura floated in his eyes, and said magnificently: "In the territory of Nanhua, they are seeking death."

Less than half a cigarette, the villagers who went out came back and stuffed a piece of paper into Bei Xiaomo's hand, "Secretary Bei, this is this brand, just a Golden Dragon Bus,"

Bei Xiaomo nodded and made a phone call with expressionless face, "Before entering the city, stopping the Golden Dragon Bus with license plate number 10457, yes, take them all back, I'll go there later,"

Zhao Gousheng and the boss looked at each other and exchanged their doubts. Could Secretary Bei ask the police to help? But he was still puzzled. The police couldn't handle such a thing. It would be great if they were dealt with in the village. After a meal, the guys became honest.

Bei Xiaomo obviously guessed their thoughts and said contemptuously, "I beat someone up in the village and got angry, but then they bite back and said that we would not fulfill our promise. Who would dare to come to us if it is spread. Village, I didn't see them deliberately provoking trouble, there must be someone instructing me behind it,"

When Zhao Gousheng and the boss heard that this was the case, they nodded quickly.

But then he thought, it was not right. Secretary Bei still wanted to vent his anger. If the person who was on the phone just now was not a policeman, he would have hired a gangster.

Anyway, they can't guess it thoroughly.

Bei Xiaomo greeted Zhao Gousheng at this time, "Let's go, I'll take you to open your eyes."

Zhao Gousheng followed him into the Audi sedan in fear and fear. Bei Xiaomo ran all the way and arrived outside an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Nanhua City in about an hour.

As soon as I got off the car, someone came up and said respectfully, "Gangmaster, everyone has been brought here."

When Zhao Gousheng saw that a Golden Dragon Bus was parked on the warehouse site. After a closer look, it was just a car carrying the group of guys who were causing trouble in Wulong Village.

Hearing the strong man who came to greet him respectfully and called him the leader of the gang again, he was frightened and thought to himself that Secretary Bei had indeed had a relationship with the underworld, and it was not an ordinary relationship. He was from the underworld. Head.

"I'm not a gangster," Seeing Zhao Gousheng walking carefully with his eggs behind him, Bei Xiaomo smiled and carried him over, "If I want to kill you, I'll do it long ago. You are now Afraid of a bird,"

"Gang, gang leader, oh, no, Bei, Secretary Bei, I, no, I'm not afraid," Zhao Gousheng said stutteringly.

"Hahaha, I'm not afraid," Bei Xiaomo laughed wildly and patted Zhao Gousheng on the shoulder, "Let's go, I'll open your eyes,"

Immediately striding towards the warehouse.

In the warehouse, the arrogant and domineering guys who were in Wulong Village more than 30 hours ago were kneeling on the ground, and everyone had a bruised nose and swollen face. You can imagine that they had just experienced a violent blow.

As soon as Bei Xiaomo appeared, these guys were stunned when they saw it, knowing that they had offended the gangsters today.

A Dharma protector immediately stepped forward and asked Bei Xiaomo after saluting, "Gangmaster, how to deal with these miscellaneous people?"

Bei Xiaomo shrugged, but did not reply, but walked forward and curled the man who was slapped at the table in Wulong Village.

"Brother, please spare me. I'm blind. Brother, if you don't remember the villain's life, just spare me," the man with a stern man hugged Bei Xiaomo's legs with his hands and begged.

"Tell me, who instructed you to make trouble," Bei Xiaomo kicked him over.
Chapter completed!