Lu Qingyun taught Niu Yangchang a lesson, and then went back. Niu Yangchang took the fake business card and searched around, but could not find this so-called master.

He just had to do it.

Besides, Lu Qingyun, Lu Qingyun returned to Bali Township.

Lu Qingyun used a tractor to help farmers buy pears. In this way, these farmers who grew pears made a fortune one by one. Many farmers gave a thumbs up and said, "This new township head is really capable.

He is our God of Wealth.""

Many pear farmers are also very grateful to Lu Qingyun.

If he hadn't come, our pears would have been thrown away again this year."

Especially Huang Liuzhi, the pear-growing king. When he meets everyone, he praises Lu Qingyun as a good official who serves the people and does practical things. He is their god of wealth. This Huang Liuzhi has earned more than 80,000 yuan a year today, which is more than he earned in five or six years.

It's a lot of money. Otherwise, most of the pears will be thrown away in vain. Because he can't transport so much just relying on his own transportation. It would be good if he can transport only one-tenth.

Huang Liuzhi was very happy. He wanted to treat Lu Qingyun to a drink.

However, Lu Qingyun shook his head. "This is not my credit." This is the credit of Secretary Ji, or Secretary Ji's guidance, and he instructed us to do it.

Lu Qingyun didn't want to make the relationship with Ji Changlong too tense. He waved his hands repeatedly. "I'm not the God of Wealth, nor am I the official who gives away money. If you want to thank me, just thank Secretary Ji."

So Huang Liuzhi invited Ji Changlong and Lu Qingyun to dinner to express his gratitude. Each of them paid a share of money and invited several major officials of the township government at Feilong Tower. There were Ji Changlong, Lu Qingyun, and

Zhou Broken Hands.

Huang Liuzhi was the first to pick up the wine glass, and he handed it to Ji Changlong. "Secretary Ji, your leadership is good, I want to toast you." Ji Changlong had a smile on his face. He took the wine glass at once. "Huang Liuzhi, you

It is a good example for the majority of farmers to get rich. You must lead everyone to get rid of poverty and become rich, and improve the entire economy."

Huang Liuzhi poured another glass of wine and offered it to Lu Qingyun.

"Mr. Lu, you are our God of Wealth. When you came, you brought us wealth. In the past, when we planted pears, no matter which year we planted them, we could not match the harvest we have today. In the past, our pear trees could not bear enough fruit.

Big, but as soon as you came, our pear fruit-bearing volume increased. This year is a bumper harvest year, so you must drink this glass of wine."

This year, it happened that the wind was smooth, the rain was smooth, and the sunshine was sufficient. Therefore, this year's pear harvest was particularly good. And these pear-growing households all believe that it is the blessing brought by Lu Qingyun. Otherwise, they would

I just came here, why are pears so good?

However, others have been here for many years, and Lizi is still the same.

Therefore, you must drink this glass of wine.

Lu Qingyun took the glass of wine and said with a smile. "This glass of wine is dedicated to God. This is God's credit. This year, the weather is good and there are few pests, so I should thank you for this glass of wine."

God." As he said that, Lu Qingyun poured the cup on the ground.

Ji Changlong rolled his eyes at him. He smiled slightly, "Qingyun, this is feudal superstition. You believe in God. It's not God's credit, it's our credit."

Ji Changlong actually made it very clear that this credit belongs to him.

Lu Qingyun poured a glass of wine. "First of all, this credit belongs to our Secretary Ji. It is because of his good leadership. When he saw that the pears could not be transported, he became worried and instructed us to rent tractors to help you. So, you have to continue

Thank you, Secretary Ji." Flowers bloomed on Ji Changlong's face, and his wrinkled face turned into a flower.

He said in his heart, "This Lu Qingyun is still willing to give up credit. This Lu Qingyun is not an ignorant person."

Ji Changlong also poured a glass of wine. "Huang Liuzhi, let's drink one and wish you another good harvest of pears." Huang Liuzhi raised his hand and drank it all at once.

Huang Liuzhi poured another glass of wine and continued, "Mr. Lu, you personally brought us a tractor to help us transport the pears. You helped us sell the pears and made us waste money. You are our God of Wealth."

This sentence made Secretary Ji Changlong unhappy. This Lu Qingyun had only been here for a few days and he had become their God of Wealth. What would happen next? Lu Qingyun's prestige suddenly surpassed his.

His prestige has always been the highest. He is the leader in the village. Who can be more prestige than him? However, this time, Lu Qingyun was overwhelmed, and his face suddenly darkened. He did not speak, but

I poured myself a glass of wine and drank it silently.

He was very angry in his heart.

Other farmers also raised their glasses and said together, "Here's to our God of Wealth."

At this moment, Secretary Ji Changlong's face changed color with anger, and his face suddenly turned pale. However, this only passed in a flash, and another smile appeared on his face.

He drank a glass of wine in silence.
Chapter completed!