He excitedly raised the cup in his hand and landed heavily on the kang table, making a bang!~ sound, his eyes were round, and he didn't notice that a bone in his right hand fell on the table, so he looked at Si Fan, and then said with a little stutter: "How big of a project do you want to do? Five million can't look at it, is it fifty million?"

Although the village is relatively wealthy, 50 million is still a huge amount of money, and the income of the whole village exceeds 100 million yuan every year, but after deducting seeds and fertilizers, plus the loss of money, the remaining money is not as much as it seems. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Over the years, the peasants have had a little money in their hands, and the villagers don't know how to invest in finances, so most of their money has been used to buy cars!

However, if they are allowed to come up with more than 10 million dollars, the village will have no money. If they are asked to take out tens of millions, then don't even think about it, even if their old Zhao family sells the house, it will not be enough.

The corners of Zhao Li's mouth pulled back like a wolf, his mouth was full of teeth, and his eyes were squinting as if they were about to explode. He really wants to do it perfectly, the only thing that is bad is money.

"My dad hasn't looked at the scenery all these years, but he really hasn't been greedy for a penny, he hasn't taken up a penny, this time he is going to find more roads in the village, but I really didn't expect this road to be so difficult to walk!" The creaking teeth almost made Zhao Li bite it.

Si Fan, who was sitting opposite, took a sip of wine, ate another mouthful of white meat comfortably, and pointed to a plate of fried peanuts in the far corner of the table.

Si Fan pulled the peanuts twice with chopsticks and said, "You are now this pot of pig-killing vegetables, and you always want to occupy the table by yourself, but have you ever thought about the feeling of peanuts? Have you ever thought about the feeling of chicken stewed mushrooms?"

As he spoke, Si Fan took a peanut and threw it in his mouth, full of fragrant flavor.

"You have to give peanuts and other dishes a chance to be served! Since you can't play such a big deal by yourself, then take everyone to play together, the interest on the money in the bank is only a little bit, doesn't anyone want to invest the money to open a store on their own?"

"I think this Xiangyang Resort is good, I guess every villager wants to get a store here, right? You have to take everyone to get rich together, Uncle Zhao can have today, it is not a solitary eat. Si Fan said seductively.

It was as if a thunderbolt on a sunny day shook away the dark clouds, and a word dispelled the gloom in his heart.

Slapped the table again ferociously, Zhao Li suddenly said brightly: "Yes, isn't it popular to crowdfund now, what is popular fundraising? I'll let my dad take out the entire Xiangyang Resort development project for everyone to crowdfund once, as long as you take the design drawings out, I will ask my dad to approve it, and our Xiangyang Village approval has always been easy to pass!"

Si Fan also nodded loudly.

"Of course, it is necessary to raise funds, but when the time comes, it is best for you to operate collectively, and the villagers will directly collect dividends, the construction of this project involves the problem of construction qualifications, fortunately, these houses belong to the rural self-built residences, not applicable to the construction law, plus this is the collective homestead of your village, you can build your own houses, so that it is actually much simpler for approval, and our construction qualification problem has been reduced a lot!"

After explaining slowly, Zhao Li knew that Si Fan was different from the masons they usually found, ordinary rural self-built houses were built by masons at random, and it was likely that there were no design drawings, and there were many problems during construction, but they always built them, at least they looked okay on the outside.

Professionals like Si Fan need to be qualified to undertake construction, and all construction is in line with laws and regulations, so there are naturally a lot more rules.

But it's safe to find such a construction company to carry out the construction. Don't end up with the construction and people running away, and as a result, the house is built and the villagers are pitted, and it's all over.

Zhao Lisi thought about it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't decide on this matter, and it was Zhao Dabao who finally made the decision, so in the end, there was really only a dinner left. Zhao Li usually looks quite honest, but he can be said to be a veteran in accompaniment and persuasion.

Si Fan is not an opponent at all, coupled with the boldness of the Northeast Prevention, that Moutai is drunk in a bowl, one bowl in one mouth, all of them are Wu Song drinking three bowls but not working, but after drinking, his face does not change as if he is fine, but it is bitter Si Fan, two bowls of white wine in his stomach, as if he has demolished the fire temple, dizzy and dizzy, where can he think so much about Venus in front of him.

gave up resistance at the dining table, and was helped into the room in a daze.

It's just that before he drank, he had already instructed the Skynet system to roughly plan all the residential areas, and in the end, he needed to process it again.

The simplest, hardest and most tiring work is all handed over to the Skynet system, and it is natural that you can get drunk unscrupulously.

Only Zhao Li had already arranged everything at this time, and then quietly exited the room with a little shrewd eyes, and slipped down the path next to the resort to the direction of his home.

In the village below the resort, in the courtyard of the most inconspicuous house, which was still a former brick house, there was a sturdy man about fifty years old who was holding two ears of corn and rubbing vigorously.

After Zhao Li arrived at home, he quieted down, and stood behind Zhao Dabao quietly, quietly waiting for his father to finish rubbing the two ears of bud rice, before hearing Zhao Dabao's inquiry.

"How about the decoration company that your Aunt Zheng introduced? It should be the senior management of the company, right? Do you have any ideas?" Zhao Dabao unhurriedly rubbed a dry cigarette roll, pinched the cigarette butt that had been twisted up in front of him, lit it with a match, and took a slow puff.

Zhao Li waited for his father to take the first puff of cigarette before he said solemnly: "The person is a good person, he has no crooked thoughts, and he is not a scam company, the only drawback is that he wants our village to pay more money, and it seems that he wants to make our Xiangyang Resort a big project." ”

One sentence made Zhao Dabao curious, and he looked up at his son.

"How big is the project?"

Zhao Li was a little speechless. In the end, he could only say: "At least tens of millions." ”