"Wen Fei is here, please sit down. Oh, now everyone knows that you have made a fortune and are a local rich man..." Secretary Chen smiled.

Wen Fei didn't plan to beat around the bush and said, "I want to contract the fur factory in the town."

Secretary Chen became interested when he heard this, but he couldn't clearly make a fool of Wen Fei, so he always had to make things clear: "That place has been shut down for many years. Although it is a collective industry,...ah, now there is only a broken yard left..."

Wen Fei smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I have contracted it. How much does it take for a year? You can tell me the number."

This is obviously giving money to the town, but Secretary Chen kindly reminded him, "You think it through. In the past, there were a lot of prey on the mountain, so you could make some skins and process them and sell them to make money. But now there is nothing big in the mountain... Oh, by the way, I heard that you have sold a lot of skins to foreign trade companies... Is there a way to get it..."

Wen Fei smiled but refused to answer, saying, "Well, I will pay 50,000 yuan to the town a year."

"Hiss..." Secretary Chen took a breath from his teeth like a toothache. Secretary Chen knew very well how much tax can this small ruined town have in a year.

Wen Fei gave out so much in one breath, which was almost one-something that of the town’s tax revenue.

Although this temptation is great, the money belongs to the public after all. Although the town has money, it is easier for them to spend money. They don’t have to write free notes when going out for dinner, but his personal friendship still made him hesitate.

"Wenfei, you have to think clearly. Even if you contract, you can't pay so much money. Otherwise, the old man would think I'd take money from you. It would be strange if I didn't peel my skin! That's it, you can just spend a thousand dollars a year. Anyway, no one will say anything about waste in that place!"

Wen Fei smiled and said, "Then it's five thousand!"

Seeing Ding Li say this, Secretary Chen also smiled: "Since you are willing to give it to me, then forget it. There are some procedures in the town, and I will find someone to help you with it."

Wen Fei bowed his hand and said, "I am a Taoist priest. Although I am not a monk, it is inconvenient to run such a factory. Why not Secretary Chen helps me find someone to hang up!"

Secretary Chen thought about it, and said, "This is a reliable one. By the way, you have a good relationship with my cousin. Didn't he do this before? He just put the factory in his name. Go back and write an agreement in private, and that's all!"

Although Wen Fei didn't know whether this private agreement had legal effect, he didn't care about this. He agreed immediately.

The two discussed that it was noon. I ordered a treat, and invited all the people in the town to a tavern in the town for a drink, and settled everything.

This is equivalent to paying 5,000 yuan to the town for free in a year, which naturally made several leaders in the town very satisfied. This kind of money for contracting collective industries naturally had to be kept in the small treasury in the town. It was much easier for them to spend it.

After getting all the messy things done, Wen Fei just returned to the Taoist temple and was pulled by Ding Li and shouted: "Master, is our Taoist temple going to open a processing factory?"

Wen Fei nodded. Ding Li cheered first, which made Master Wen laugh and cry. Then he saw a bunch of people sitting in the front yard of the Taoist temple. When he saw Wen Fei, he hurriedly started to greet him.

These people were originally employees of the fur processing factory, but now they heard the news and came to inquire. Even Secretary Chen’s cousin Chen Weidong has come.

Wen Fei knew their purpose. After all, these days, there are few ways to make money, and even if you dig food from the soil, you can't make much money. When you go up the mountain to hunt, you won't have much prey to fight, that is, rabbits, pheasants, etc., which are not worth much money.

Now when he heard that Wen Fei, a rich man worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, was coming to set up a factory, and everyone was worried about coming to surrender.

Wen Fei, as a national teacher of a country, is in charge of the world. He naturally saw through the thoughts of the few people in front of him. He didn't go around the circle and said directly: "I have some tricks to get some good bison skin. If I sell it directly, it's too much to lose, so I'll prepare to process it and then sell it..."

Before he finished speaking, the old workers became excited and said, "Master Wen said that cowhide is divided into two layers of leather and two layers of leather. Now it is the most in short supply, you can make leather-wrapped shoes..."

Wen Fei didn't understand these at all, but he also knew that American bison skin should be far better than ordinary cowhide.

However, Master Wen did not care too much. Even if he used it as ordinary cowhide, as long as he could take action smoothly, he would not lose much.

He said to Chen Weidong: "Brother Dong, you already know the matter. You have to take care of this factory!"

Chen Weidong was taciturn, just smoked for nodding, but said, "I'm afraid I can't do it!"

When other workers saw this attitude, they didn’t understand what they didn’t understand. Who doesn’t know the closeness between the Chen family and the Chenghuang Temple?

At this time, they all patted their chests and expressed their loyalty: "Wei Dong, don't worry, our brothers will definitely listen to you and will not cause trouble for you..."

"That's right, what's wrong with you? How good was your skill in tanning fur? The skin of that leopard was so sensational? The country also sent you a certificate..."

"By the way, Brother Dong. I don't accept anyone, I just accept you... Of course, Master Wen, I am convinced too..."

"Okay...I'll try." Listening to everyone's advice, Chen Weidong agreed hesitantly, and there was a hint of excitement.

A solution to a problem made Wen Fei feel much more at ease. The shipping channel was always tied to the man with glasses, Section Chief Wang in the provincial capital, which made Wen Fei a little uneasy. Who knows what this guy is doing? Especially after two salesmen became thieves.

Next, Wen Fei was busy for a few days and transported back hundreds of pieces of skins, so the factory started construction. He also transported the weapons owed to the Aziman tribe.

He is waiting for his natal day to use the method of praying for the seven-yuan Beidou destiny. Everyone has six natal days a year, and Wen Fei's most recent one is about to arrive.

But at this time, Section Chief Wang rushed to Qingshan Town by bus from the provincial capital and found Wen Fei on his head.

He came directly in a car, which caused a sensation in this small town. Not to mention children, even many adults followed behind to see the strange things.

In this remote town, the only serious vehicle is the old Beijing 212, which is only qualified to take.

When you see this kind of Santana, you will think that some of the most famous figures came. Only Wen Fei sneered and drove this kind of car. In twenty years, maybe you won’t even let you enter a high-end entertainment venue.

"Master Wen, I'm so sorry. Those two thieves have been fired. We really didn't expect such a thing to happen, and it was definitely not intentional." Section Chief Wang wiped his sweat.

He didn't come alone, and there was a young man wearing a white shirt next to him who seemed to be a little shy when he smiled.

Wen Fei didn't even pay attention to the Section Chief Wang who apologized nervously, but instead noticed the young man.

Although Master Wen Da Tian can't see the savage now. However, he knew countless people and could easily see the extraordinary nature of this young man. Even Section Chief Wang's nervousness came more from the young man in front of him. It seems that his background is not too simple!

But then again, what does that have to do with him, Master Wen? What have you seen before?

It seemed that when Master Wen Da was not as good as a mortal, the young man smiled slightly and said, "My name is Zhang Zhongning. Is this the Taoist Master Wen of the City God Temple? It turns out that there is a secluded master in the mountains and fields."

Wen Fei refused to say that there was a kind of arrogance hidden in this person's speech. Most people couldn't see it, but they would only think that this person's tone was gentle and humble.

But people like Wen Da Tianshi are so vicious. You can see at a glance that this is the domineering taste cultivated from childhood with a status. Although it is unconscious and extremely light, it is deeply rooted in the bones.

"There is no master, it's just a Taoist priest who makes money." Wen Fei smiled slightly, not wanting to say more.

But this kind of behavior is right for Zhang Zhongning's appetite.

Originally, he was just interested in the furs that Section Chief Wang said, but now he went there and saw Wen Fei, he became interested in Master Wen.

Of course, this interest is definitely not the kind of interest that later generations have misconceived.

"Please come in and serve tea!" Wen Fei smiled slightly and invited the two of them in.

At this time, Ding Li had not yet finished school. Master Wen had to surrender and brewed a big bowl of tea for the two of them with his own hands. I don’t know how much blessings these two guys had cultivated in their previous life to have such luck! Master Wen was muttering in his heart.

The two of them naturally didn't know Wen Fei's stomach muttering, and Section Chief Wang naturally looked down on the wild tea in a large thick porcelain bowl. However, Zhang Zhongning's eyes lit up and said, "Good tea!"

Wen Fei smiled again. Although he even made up Longjing tea, he still didn't understand much when it comes to drinking tea.

But I also felt that the wild camellia tea sent by Chen Weidong and picked from hunting and up the mountain did not taste bad.

A few of them sat down under the grape shelf under Wen Fei's yard, which was where Wen Fei and his disciples had a meal.

"It's quite a lovely to live here!" Section Chief Wang praised, and then couldn't help but talk about serious things again.

Zhang Zhongning smiled and said, "When you see the Taoist priest is an elegant person. The arrangement here makes people forget the vulgarity at first sight, and it is full of natural and elegant interests. Why talk about those things that are smelly? Don't you know that Taoist priest always has Feng Shui?"

Wen Fei had never been worried about the decoration in the yard. He was always a kind of person who was a hand-off manager and never helped the oil bottle. What's more, he went to work hard to clean up the place. (To be continued...)
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