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Chapter 80 How about playing a big game

He excitedly raised the cup in his hand and landed heavily on the kang table, making a bang sound, his eyes widened, and a piece of bone in his right hand fell on the table without even notice. He just looked at Si Fan, and then said with a stuttering: "How big a project do you want to do? I don't like five million, is it 50 million?"

Although the village is relatively wealthy, 50 million is still a huge sum of money. The village's income exceeds 100 million yuan per year. However, after deducting seeds and fertilizers, the remaining money is not as much as it seems.

Over the years, farmers have some money in their hands, and the countrymen don’t know how to manage financial investment, so they bought most of their money! After building small foreign houses, every household looks very good. It’s a great deal to build a resort this time.

But! If they were asked to take out more than ten million yuan of funds, the village would be out of money. If they were asked to take out tens of millions of dollars, then don’t even think about it. Even if their Zhao family sold the house, it would not be enough.

Zhao Li, who was struggling, pulled the corners of his mouth back like a wolf, and his mouth was full of teeth clattering, and his eyes were squinting as if he was about to explode. He really wanted to do this perfectly, but the only thing he was missing was money.

"My dad has never been so glorious all these years, but he really didn't greedy for a penny and didn't take up a penny. This time he set up a resort villa to find more roads for the village, but he really didn't expect this road to be so difficult!" Zhao Li almost bitten it into pieces.

Si Fan, who was sitting opposite, took a sip of wine, took a sip of white meat and said with a bit of regret. He pointed to the plate of fried peanuts in the corner of the table. The crispy peanuts had a faint fragrance. Although it was not the most attractive thing on the table, it could always declare his existence.

Si Fan pulled peanuts with chopsticks and said, "You are the ones that slaughtered pigs now. You always want to take up the table by yourself, but have you ever thought about the feeling of peanuts? Have you ever thought about the feeling of stewing mushrooms with chickens?"

While speaking, Si Fan grabbed a peanut and threw it in his mouth, and his mouth was full of fragrance.

"You have to give peanuts and other dishes a chance to serve! Since you can't play such a big deal, let's take everyone to play with you. The interest rate for money in the bank is only a little bit. Doesn't anyone want to invest money in opening a store by themselves?"

"I think this Xiangyang Resort is good. I guess every villager wants to build a store here, right? You have to take everyone to get rich together. Uncle Zhao is not something that can eat alone today." Si Fan said in a temptation manner.

It seemed as if the bolt from the blue shook the dark clouds, and a word cleared the clouds and saw the sun dispel the haze in his heart.

After slapping the table again, Zhao Li suddenly said with a clear idea: "Yes! Isn't it popular to crowdfund now? I'll ask my dad to take out the entire Xiangyang Resort development project for everyone to crowdfund it once. As long as you come out with the design drawings, I will ask my dad to approve it. Our Xiangyang Village approval has always been easily approved!"

Si Fan also nodded.

"Of course, you need to raise funds, but then you'd better be able to operate collectively, and the villagers will just collect dividends. The construction of this project involves the construction qualification issue. Fortunately, your houses are self-built rural residential buildings and are not applicable to the construction law. In addition, this is the collective homestead of your village, so you can build houses by yourself. This is actually much simpler in terms of approval, and our construction qualification issues have been reduced correspondingly!"

After explaining slowly, Zhao Li realized that Si Fan was different from the masons they usually looked for. Ordinary rural self-built houses were built with masons, and they probably didn’t even have design drawings. There were many problems when building them, but they always built them, at least they looked fine.

Professionals like Si Fan need to be qualified to undertake construction, and all constructions comply with laws and regulations, so there are naturally many more rules.

But don’t worry about finding such a construction unit to come to the construction. Don’t run away after the construction is completed. As a result, the house is built and the villagers are completely ruined.

Zhao Li thought about it for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't decide on this matter. In the end, the decision was Zhao Dabao, so the only dinner was left. Zhao Li usually looked quite honest, but he could be said to be a veteran in drinking and urging him to drink.

Si Fan is no match at all. In addition, the Northeast is generous in preventing it. Maotai is drunk with bowls, one sip at a time. Wu Song is drinking three bowls but it is not easy to drink. However, after drinking, people don’t change their faces and seem to be fine. Instead, they suffer Si Fan. After two bowls of white wine, it is like Gonggong demolishing the Temple of the Fire God. He is dizzy and can’t think so much about Jin Xing in front of him.

I gave up resistance at the dining table and was so confused that I was helped into the room.

However, before he drank, he had already instructed the Skynet system to roughly plan all residential areas, and in the end he needed to process them again for a second time.

All the simplest, hardest and most tiring work is handed over to the Skynet system, so you can naturally get drunk without restraint.

Only Zhao Li had arranged everything at this time, and then quietly exited the room with a little shrewd look and followed the path next to the resort toward his home.

In the village below the resort, the most inconspicuous family was in the slum of brick and tile houses in the past. A strong man in his fifties was holding two ears of corn and rubbing them hard. The yellow corn fell into the basket like big beads falling on a jade plate.

After Zhao Li arrived at home, he became quiet and stood quietly behind Zhao Dabao quietly, waiting quietly for his father to rub two ears of corn before hearing Zhao Dabao's inquiry.

"How is the decoration company you introduced to by Aunt Zheng? You should be the senior management of the company? Do you have any ideas?" Zhao Dabao slowly rubbed a dry cigarette cigarette roll, pinched the cigarette butts twisted in front and lit it with a match. He took a slow breath.

Zhao Li waited for his father to take the first puff of cigarette before he said solemnly: "A man is a good person, he has no wrong thoughts, nor is he a fraud company. The only disadvantage is that he wants to pay more money in our village. He seems to be trying to turn our Xiangyang Resort into a big project."

One sentence made Zhao Dabao curious, and he looked up at his son.

“What a big project?”
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