After the process of drawing lots to contract the land began, all the villagers who came to the village committee gathered together and waited for the lottery.

But at this time, Wang Feng suddenly walked out and came to a group of villagers.

He looked at everyone and announced loudly: "Everyone, I have been randomly assigned to contract land by lot, and now there is a land match here, and you can come up and receive it yourself when you read the name, and there is no need to draw lots again." ”

"What, it's been randomly assigned a long time ago?"

"We haven't drawn lots yet, why is Secretary Wang in charge alone?"

"That's not going to work, I don't agree!"

……

After hearing Wang Feng's words, there was a burst of discussion among the villagers, many of whom were fiercely opposed.

However, there are also some people who are not surprised by what Wang Feng announced, and even faintly show joy, as if they have known such things for a long time.

"If you have any objections, you can also, this land fit will be sent to those who do not oppose first, as for those who object, this land fit will be withheld by you first!"

Hearing the hustle and bustle of the villagers, Wang Feng's face suddenly became gloomy.

After hearing the words of the village secretary, the villagers, who were still noisy for a while, quieted down one after another, with a nervous look on their faces, and lowered their heads one by one, for fear of being noticed by Wang Feng, and deducted the land fit.

As for the villagers who protested directly, they also kept their mouths shut and didn't dare to say more.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Xuan, who was also in the crowd, was not surprised.

You must know that Wang Feng, the village secretary, in Eshui Village, except for Su Muyao, can be said to have the most power, basically the village's decision, as long as Su Muyao does not interfere, he can decide with one sentence.

Not to mention, Wang Feng took over the matter of contracting the land by lottery this time, and he almost came as he wanted.

"Hahaha, it seems that everyone is still wiser to put me, the village secretary, in their eyes. ”

Seeing that all the villagers were honest, Wang Feng's originally gloomy face burst out laughing, and he returned to his smiling tiger appearance.

Soon, he began to preside over the work, took out the bundle of fits, and pronounced the name.

These land are the same, which is the land contract certificate of the farm manor project, which was originally determined by lottery, but now this Wang Feng refers to the deer as a horse, and he is in charge alone.

In this regard, the villagers dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Hu Wan, the fish pond side!"

"Huang Shilang, a piece of fruit forest!"

"Hu Qian, it's also the fish pond side!"

"Zhang Mazi, plough the land!"

……

After Wang Feng read his name, soon the villagers below also stepped forward to receive the contract.

Among them, those who received the fish pond and fruit forest were obviously lucky.

Because the income of this fish pond and fruit forest is far higher than the income of ordinary cultivated land.

But the interesting thing is that these people who received the fish pond and the fruit forest, although they said that their faces were happy, were not surprised.

Cheng Xuan stood in the crowd and touched his chin, also noticing this.

And he also found out that this group of people is the same group of people who acted disapprehensive when Wang Feng stood up and announced that there was no need to draw lots again.

Obviously, these people already knew that Wang Feng would assign them fish ponds and fruit forests.

Or to be more precise, they had already given gifts to Wang Feng, the village secretary, before this.

This is also why, Wang Feng will take the initiative to take over the power of contracting land by lottery from Su Muyao's hands, just to take the opportunity to make some benefits.

"Cheng Xuan!"

Soon, Cheng Xuan's name was read out of Wang Feng's mouth.

After Cheng Xuan heard his name, he raised his steps and walked directly forward.

He knew that Wang Feng, who was the village secretary, had a small belly and chicken intestines, and he would definitely stumble secretly.

"Cheng Xuan, a piece of fruit forest!"

Seeing Cheng Xuan coming over, the smile on Wang Feng's face became more and more vigorous, and he handed out a piece of land.

The land of the fruit forest is in harmony with the ......

Cheng Xuan took this piece of land match, squinted his eyes and glanced at it, and found that it was indeed a land match of a fruit forest, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He originally thought that this Wang Feng was going to secretly make a stumbling block and allocate a barren cultivated land to himself, but he didn't expect that he would be allocated a piece of fruit forest.

"Cheng Xuan, this kid, is so lucky, he was assigned a fruit forest!"

"This kid deserves to be a fool and has a foolish fortune!"

"Damn, this waste is so lucky!"

Among the villagers, there were bursts of envy.

In the hands of many of them, they only hold a piece of arable land, and when they see that Cheng Xuan can get a contract for a fruit forest, they are naturally extremely envious.

Cheng Xuan didn't say much, and with an expressionless face, he put away the fruit forest land.

He knew that this smiling tiger Wang Feng was definitely not so kind, and he would give himself a piece of land for the fruit forest in vain.

But even if Wang Feng secretly made a stumbling block, Cheng Xuan didn't care much, as the city god, he naturally wouldn't take a mortal's calculation in his eyes.

Cheng Xuan raised his steps and left the village committee directly, he had already obtained the land agreement, so naturally there was no need to stay here.

"Hou Liang, the fish pond side!"

After Cheng Xuan left the village committee, Wang Feng began to name him again.

In the crowd, a young man in a suit and leather shoes slowly walked out, wearing a brand-name watch on his wrist, giving people a feeling of extraordinary temperament.

"It's Hou Liang!"

"I went, and the rich young man's luck was so good that he got a fish pond. ”

"It can't be Hou Liang, secretly giving Wang Feng a gift, right?"

Seeing this person appear, a group of villagers eagerly discussed, expressing their envy that the richest young man "Hou Liang" in Eshui Village was able to draw a fish pond.

And Wang Feng, who is the village secretary, after clicking on Hou Liang's name, held the land of the fish pond in his hand, trotted all the way, and took the initiative to send it over.

Before Hou Liang came over, this Wang Feng was courteous and sent it to the hands of this Hou Shao.

Looking at the face of Wang Feng, who is the village secretary, there is a flattering look, it is estimated that Hou Liang does not need to give a gift, this Wang Feng will take the initiative to give him the land of this fish pond.

Hou Liang took the contract and accepted it without saying a word, as if he was ignoring the courteous Wang Feng.

He just turned his head and looked in the direction of leaving the village committee, a look of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

Regarding this Hou Shao's recklessness, Wang Feng naturally didn't dare to have any opinions.

You must know that Hou Liang's father is a real estate developer with assets of hundreds of millions, which is not something that he, the village secretary, can imagine.

Wang Feng began to preside over the work again.

Soon, all the villagers received a land agreement, and everyone left the village committee.

However, one person from the village committee remained.

This person is none other than Hou Liang, who had a disdainful face before.