Wang Gen slapped the table fiercely: "If I give you eight million, can you build a provincial highway that meets the standards?"
Wang Chun shivered with fright. Eight million was indeed a lot, but it was definitely not enough to build a provincial highway.
"What's wrong?" Wang Gensheng couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Gensheng, I can't guarantee you the provincial highway you mentioned." Wang Chun's fingers holding the cigarette were trembling slightly.
"Why is this?" Wang Gensheng asked coldly.
"If you go by what you said, one kilometer would cost at least one million. Based on this cost, the cost from Taoyuan Village to the town would be at least 20 million.
Eight million is not a drop in the bucket, at most it can build a roadbed." The village chief said helplessly with a sad face.
Wang Gensheng was also shocked. It had been more than a week since he came down the mountain and he had only earned nine million, and it was still very difficult.
It is really not an easy task to earn 20 million.
"Then you should rebuild a bridge across the river. That bridge is in disrepair for a long time. If there is another heavy rain, it will definitely be washed away.
If I give you five million, can you build a bridge that meets the standard?" Wang Gensheng asked in a low voice.
"Yes, absolutely yes." Wang Chun replied quickly.
"Uncle Wang Chun, building a bridge is no joke. Don't agree too early." Wang Gensheng reminded him coldly.
"Don't worry, as long as the money can be guaranteed, I guarantee that I can complete the bridge project with quality and quantity." Wang Chun said, patting his chest.
"I can definitely guarantee the money, and I have a condition." Wang Gensheng pointed towards the wine glass, looking more and more serious.
"Say." Wang Chun said quickly.
"I want to contract the barren hills in front of Taoyuan Village. This five million will be this year's contract fee, and it will increase every year thereafter." Wang Gensheng said firmly.
The village chief took a breath. Five million was not enough, but it involved many interests of the villagers.
Among them, nearly half of the wasteland is used by villagers named Zhang to grow crops. If Wang Gensheng made such a request, I am afraid it would be difficult to convince them.
"Wang Chun said, is it difficult?" Wang Gensheng asked with a smile.
Li Ergou, who had been silent, couldn't help but interject: "Gensheng, you don't know something. Taoyuan Village is the merger of several villages, and there are many surnames.
Five million contracted wasteland is definitely more than enough.
But this money cannot go into the pockets of the villagers, and they will definitely not be willing to do so."
Wang Chun nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Li Ergou's words completely touched his heart.
"So that's it. I understand. Then you build the bridge first and we can talk about the contracting later." Wang Gensheng said slightly disappointed.
Wang Chun frowned and sighed: "You have also seen that in Taoyuan Village, the villagers surnamed Zhang almost have the final say, and I, the village chief, am just a puppet."
"Okay, let's drink, drink." Wang Gensheng said, looking a little impatient.
As a village chief, it is really a pitiful thing to be unable to establish prestige among the villagers.
After lunch at Li Ergou's house, Wang Gensheng returned to his home with a hint of drunkenness.
Back in the bedroom, Wang Gensheng changed out of his dirty clothes and lay on the bed to sleep.
The weather in March and April is pleasant and perfect for taking a nap.
The quilt was covered by Hua Yutong and Shi Zhenzhen, and there was still lingering body fragrance on it.
At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, not far from the entrance to Taoyuan Village, a line of cars drove up, all of them high-end luxury cars.
As soon as the car entered the village, about twenty men in suits and leather shoes came out and handed out cigarettes to everyone they met, and they were polite.
The villagers didn't know what was going on, so they all came out to watch. But when they saw these people and cars, they all fled like the god of plague.
It was the people from Wu's company who came to Taoyuan Village with gongs and drums, and every household distributed feed for chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle and sheep.
At the end of the year, when the accounts were settled, the villagers discovered that all the poultry and livestock they had worked hard to raise for a year had been owed to them.
Whenever such a situation occurs in the future, every household will either close its doors or leave for an excuse and not stay at home.
Unexpectedly, these people just drove their cars to the door of each house and unloaded the feed. Regardless of whether the villagers agreed or not, the business was still concluded.
It must have been time to deliver feed to Taoyuan Village again. Every one of these villagers was frightened and at a loss as to what to do.
However, the villagers only guessed half of it right today. These people were indeed from Wu Company, but they were not here to sell feed.
Wu Dexing's younger brother Wu Dekai was seriously ill. He made a special trip to Taoyuan Village to ask a miracle doctor to go back and treat his brother's illness.
Before arriving at Taoyuan Village, Wu Dexing made a stipulation with his subordinates that no one was allowed to act recklessly in Taoyuan Village.
After all, there was a ruthless man in Taoyuan Village, and he didn't dare to provoke him. Otherwise, he would have to walk around without food.
Some brave villagers just looked at Wu Dexing and his group from a distance and did not dare to get close.
Wu Dexing took out Huazi cigarettes and handed them to them respectfully to smoke. Unexpectedly, the villagers immediately ran away when they saw him approaching.
"Mr. Wu, how about you and I capture two villagers and ask them?" A subordinate came over and asked, trying his best to please.
Wu Dexing slapped him across the face with his backhand and cursed loudly: "Did you forget to keep a low profile? Although we are high-profile people, you won't pretend to be?"
"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry, I was rude, but it keeps happening, and we can't find a miracle doctor?" The subordinate was beaten and kept apologizing.
"If you can't find a miracle doctor, you can ask the village chief. The village chief will always know." Wu Dexing said with a sneer.
"Mr. Wu is still wise, how could we have thought of that?" His subordinates flattered him just right, making Wu Dexing feel itchy in his heart.
"That's when I thought about how prosperous my life was when I was in Taoyuan Village. None of the eldest girls or young wives in the village had anything to do with me.
Alas, time has passed and time has passed. If the divine doctor cures my disease, I can regain my glory." Wu Dexing said proudly.
When the village chief Wang Chun came back from Li's house, he felt happy that Wang Gensheng was willing to spend five million to build the bridge.
When I got home, I closed the courtyard door, took my wife with me and walked into the house. After entering the house, I quickly closed the door.
Liu Cuiying was confused. Seeing Wang Chun's drunken face, she asked in surprise: "Husband, what are you doing?"
"Now that I have become rich, Wang Gensheng is willing to spend five million to build the bridge for us. I calculated that at most four and a half million would be enough." Wang Chun said with a smile.
"What about the extra five hundred thousand?" Liu Cuiying's eyes widened as if listening to a book from heaven.
"You are stupid, it must be ours!" Wang Chun said with a smile.