"Yes!"

Fang Xingle responded excitedly, and then immediately ran towards the villagers.

"Fellows, it's hard work! I was the one who asked you to move things before, and the things are in the back, please come with me!" Glancing at Ye Qing's soul proudly, Fang Xingle deliberately said loudly.

When the words fell, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him.

"Hmph...... It doesn't matter if you have walked this road or not, my kind of action that everyone can see, that is a real act of kindness......" Fang Xingle lowered his voice and said provocatively to Ye Qingsoul.

Hearing this, Ye Qingsoul chuckled, but ignored this guy.

However, among those villagers, a leading middle-aged man looked Fang Xingle up and down a few times, grabbed the gray towel on his shoulder and wiped his sweat, and then asked suspiciously: "You contacted us?" strange...... What I heard on the phone is obviously an old man......"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes suddenly became strange.

Fang Xingle's face was feverish for a while, and he glanced back at Fang Zhenguo in embarrassment, and while his father was not angry, he hurriedly explained: "That...... I didn't have a good voice before, in short, it's you who I contacted! Don't worry, fellow, I don't have to lie to you!"

Another villager said with a suspicious expression: "You are a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and you are unreliable at first glance! Let me ask you, can you count when you speak? We said on the phone before, you can't deny moving fifty for a trip!"

"Fifty a trip?"

Hearing this price, almost everyone present laughed in unison.

However, after laughing, many people's expressions became serious again.

This can be called a cheap reward, but it is matched by such a dangerous and huge amount of labor, but even so, there is still such a huge group of people, all of whom are sturdy and energetic young adults......

Wayao Village, there is really a shortage of money!

Fang Xingle's face was red and white for a while, his fists were clenched tightly, and he wanted to kick the villager who had just spoken to the bottom of the cliff.

"What do you mean by sharp-beaked monkey gills? Young master, I am handsome and dashing, and I don't know how many women are fascinated by me......"

His heart was full of indignation, in normal times, he would have had a seizure a long time ago, but at this moment, because of the presence of so many people, he had to hold back his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph...... You, what are you talking about? It's just fifty dollars...... How many of you came?"

"Thirty-two!" replied the stout man in the lead, without hesitation and loudly.

Syllable!

Whew!

Fang Xingle took out his wallet without hesitation, and quickly showed a stack of red tickets, counted them at random, and handed them out directly.

"No, 3,200 yuan, don't look for it! As long as we move our supplies across Yijian Gorge, the money is yours!"

Seeing the pile of red tickets, in an instant, the eyes of all the villagers turned red.

Fang Xingle was taken aback, almost thinking that there was a group of hungry wolves standing in front of him.

"Hehe, little boss, you are so generous! Don't worry, this matter is on us!"

The strong man in the lead walked over with a smile, and took the stack of red tickets out of Fang Xingle's hand, checked it in front of the sun, and then put it up happily.

"Isn't it fifty for one person, why did you give 3200?"

"This little boss doesn't seem to be able to count?"

"Haha, don't be a fool, right?"

The villagers muttered in the rear.

……

Fang Xingle's face turned pale, and his anger couldn't stop surging on the ground, eager to kick down this group of guys with broken mouths.

At this moment, there was only one sentence left in his mind:

Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people!

ridicule is ridicule, after these villagers get the money, they are still very neat in doing things.

They are all people who have been digging in the fields all year round to eat, and some of them have strength.

After a short time, the supplies on the buses were unloaded and loaded onto various trolleys in a scattered manner. Then, under the leadership of the strong man in the lead, the villagers shouted the trumpet and walked on the road back in unison.

Seeing these people gradually walking away, Fang Xingle finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that dealing with these villagers was even more head-watering than facing his own father.

"Everyone, let's go too, lest we be too long to delay here, and I see that it seems to be getting dark. If there is no sun for a while, it will be even more dangerous to walk this way. Finally, Fang Zhenguo opened his mouth and commanded.

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked towards Ye Qing's soul.

Wang Jun clenched his fists silently, with a faint expectation in his eyes.

Fang Xingle's expression darkened, he gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Qingsoul, thinking to himself, this is the treatment that Lao Tzu deserves......

"Xingle, you follow Mr. Ye, after walking this road for a while, you still need to negotiate with those villagers. ”

At this time, Fang Zhenguo continued to arrange.

Fang Xingle was stunned for a moment, and glanced at his father in surprise, only to see that although his eyes were stern, the doting hidden in them could not be concealed at all.

"Yes, I'll take care of it, and make sure I don't let the fellows suffer!" he assured in a loud voice.

It's just that while saying this, his gaze swirls on Lin Rushuang's three daughters from time to time.

Not far away, when Wang Jun heard this, he was directly dumbfounded, his face turned pale inexplicably, and after being entangled for a long time, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and a touch of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Under the cover of a group of bodyguards, he quietly took out his mobile phone and "inadvertently" sent a message.

This action did not attract anyone's attention.

"Okay, in that case, then let's go with me!"

Ye Qingsoul smiled, glanced at Fang Xingle disapprehantly, and directly passed him and walked to the front.

Lin Rushuang's three daughters hurriedly followed him.

Seeing this, Fang Xingle hurriedly took steps to keep up, after all, among the three women, standing at the back was Liu Hongyan, even if he could walk next to Liu Hongyan, he was destined to have a lot of fun along the way.

However, as soon as he took a step, he heard a sneer in his ear, and then three black shadows quickly passed over him.

It was Yang Beicheng, Zhao Xiaojun and Liu Yi.

"You ...... Why are you cutting in line?" Fang Xingle was stunned for a moment, his face turned white with anger, and he said loudly.

Yang Beicheng snorted, turned his head with a sneer, and said disdainfully: "Young Master Fang, we were originally with Mr. Ye, why not cut in line? ”

"You ......"

Fang Xingle stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Beicheng, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Hmph, this is your own ......."

Not far away, Wang Jun, who had always been paying attention to this scene, had a flash in his eyes and was secretly happy in his heart.