China today is no longer an era where people's wisdom is not yet open.

The villagers were all monkey spirits. When they heard that Fuhai Group wanted to invest 20 million to build a factory in the village, everyone immediately lost interest.

After Ao Wenchang finished speaking, the group started discussing each other:

"Twenty million? How much money is there? This is still the money for building a factory. How much can the land acquisition be used? Ten million?"

"What is it easy to do with ten million yuan? How many households in the village can get one cent? One household can get one hundred thousand yuan?"

"That won't work. Fuhai Group is just a big garbage dump. Wherever it goes, we can only go to the city to buy a house. This place is considered useless."

"What a buck you can buy a hundred thousand yuan? A red house costs at least 10,000 yuan per square meter, and a toilet for ten square meter?"

"What else can I say? Let's go and take a break. I'm back. I'll suffer if I don't get some trouble here."

"I'll go back too, why are you so good? Alas, I'm wasting time in vain. If you have this skill, it's better to play cards, go and play cards!"

The villagers say everything they say, no one needs to take the lead, and they analyze the pros and cons of this matter themselves.

Ao Zhiyi was anxious. He thought that Fuhai Group came to invest in and build a factory to add a strong mark to his career, but he didn't expect that the villagers would not buy it at all, and no one would appreciate it.

It is already March and the village committee will be replaced in April. He feels that his village chief throne is in danger and wants to make some popularity through this company investment.

Seeing that the villagers were really leaving, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't leave first, 20 million is the first phase of investment, and there are other investments later."

Ao Qianlai shouted: "Don't talk about the first and second phases, village chief, just say, can my family get one million?"

Ao Zhiyi was so angry that his mind hurt: "One million, Dongzai, why don't you go to rob the bank?"

Ao Qianlai shook his head quickly: "That's not OK. It's illegal to rob a bank, and it's legal to demolish money. I said on TV that demolition will require at least one million yuan."

Ao Zhiyi's head was about to explode, and he shouted: "Who said our village is going to be demolished? Land acquisition is land acquisition!"

"Can you give one million yuan for land acquisition?"

"cannot!"

"I can't afford to give one million, and I'm still learning to do real estate." Ao Qianlai said contemptuously, "I'm leaving, go home to pack up the fishing nets."

Ao Zhi was so loyal that he didn't know what to say: "Who said he was going to do real estate? He was investing in building a factory! Forget it, I won't tell you, why am I competing with a fool?"

The latter words made Ao Qianlai angry: "What did you say, village chief? Are you calling me a fool?"

Ao Zhiyi had a very bad temper now, and he shouted: "What's wrong with scolding you? Can you still hit me?"

Ao Qianlai said: "I won't beat you, I won't give you votes anymore. In the future, we will not give you two votes to run for our family!"

Ao Zhiyi was silent. He was sad to find that he had been stuck by a fool...

Ao Muyang stood up and waved his hand, "Okay, everyone should go back. What's going on? Fuhai Group can't give it much money, and still want to recruit our land? Do you treat us fishermen as local hats?"

Ao Zhiyi said hoarsely: "Everyone has a long-term vision. Don't be so short-sighted. Other villages want to attract investment but no one has invested. Some people in our village have invested. Why don't you welcome them?"

Ao Fugui said: "Is this investment useless? We don't get a lot of money, so he just brewed a factory to cause pollution. We are so stupid that we welcome you!"

Ao Zhiyi said: "I said, don't be so short-sighted, right? He needs workers after the factory comes in, right? Where do workers come from? Why don't they recruit from our village? Then we will transform into workers!"

"So what if you become a worker? You will get two thousand and three thousand yuan a month? What can this be done? Besides, who will be a worker for Fuhai? The workshop is so polluted, go in and out horizontally. If you like, go, go, I won't go anyway!"

After Ao Mudong said that, he shook his clothes and walked away with a swagger.

Ao Zhiyi wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth for a long time and finally said nothing.

The words are too exhausted!

Seeing the villagers crowded together leaving and talking and laughing, no one cared about him as the village chief, Ao Zhiyi slowly felt a sense of sadness.

Times have changed, and this is no longer the era when he was in power!

When the villagers left, he carried the speaker back to the village committee office and sat down, sitting on the Grand Master's chair. He looked around, and every table and every stroke was so familiar. This was his throne!

Back in his village chief's office seat, Ao Zhiyi's sadness gradually dissipated, and ambition reunited. He was unwilling to delegate power like this. He had been the village chief for more than 30 years, so this position should not be given up so easily!

He must work harder, he told himself.

Seeing Ao Zhiyi sitting alone in the dark office, Jiang Xiaoyu's face showed sympathy outside, she said to Ao Muyang: "Brother Xiaoyang, the village chief is a little pitiful."

Ao Muyang said, "Is that so? There must be something hateful about a poor person."

Jiang Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Yes, he made this matter really annoying today. What's the point? Can you cooperate with a wolf like Fuhai Group?"

Ao Muyang said: "This kind of thing won't happen. You all know that Fuhai Group is a wolf, eating people without spitting bones. How can other people in the village not know? There are no fools in our village. Okay, sister-in-law, it's getting late, I'm going home to go to bed."

There were few people at the village committee gate. He greeted him and walked a few steps, and suddenly found that the general who came with him was gone.

After the matter was so troubled, it was really late at night. He locked the door if he wanted to go home, so he shouted at the top of his throat: "General, General? I'm back home, I won't come back to spend the night outside tonight!"

He shouted a few times, and the general's golden figure rushed out of the alley in the north. After it was thrown out, it did not obediently go home with Ao Muyang, but jumped there and shouted: "Wow, wool, wool!"

Seeing it jumping and screaming, Ao Muyang felt something was wrong, so he walked over quickly and said, "What's wrong?"

As soon as he walked back, the general pulled his feet and ran away.

Ao Muyang knew that something must be wrong, so he shouted to the few remaining people in front of the village committee: "It seems that something is wrong, everyone and the general go over and take a look."

The group chased and rushed to the foot of the back mountain of the village. The general ran over and ran over. After arriving, he stretched his neck and continued to yell: "Wool wool!"

Ao Muyang walked over in two steps at a time, and was startled by the moonlight: he was lying in the messy bushes!

There were not many people in the village, and you could recognize him by looking at the back. Ao Fugui, who came with Ao Muyang, yelled: "Afu? Isn't this Afu? Why is he lying here?"

Lying on the ground was a boy, tall and thin, wearing a dirty school uniform, and was Ao Zhiman's grandson Ao Jinfu.
Chapter completed!