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"Well, good tea, good tea! Mr. Chapo's taste is really first-class!" Before he could take a sip, Ding Zhaokun began to hurriedly pat Mr. Chapo's ass.

For this kind of brainless compliment, how can Chapo take it seriously, just listen to it. He smiled and said lightly: "Village Chief Ding, I won't tell you, I don't have much research on tea, but I see that this kind of tea is the most expensive, so I bought some to taste, and it will be more than 80 million yuan per catty." ”

As soon as he heard this, Ding Zhaokun almost squirted out the tea he had just drunk into his mouth! He said excitedly: "More than 80 million catties of tea? Is this tea or gold? The grain I have grown with hard work in a year has only been sold for tens of millions, which is not enough to buy this catty of tea!"

"Hehehe, it's only 80 million, it's nothing. Village Chief Ding, you are guarding a treasure land, but you don't know how to use it reasonably. If you work with me, I'll guarantee you'll make more than ten times more money than you used to in a year!"

What kind of cooperation Cha Bo is talking about, of course Ding Zhaokun knows it in his heart. In order to promote the cultivation of opium poppies, Cha Bo ran to Wangbei Village a lot, but unfortunately every time he returned in vain, and the old village chief refused to agree to him.

The last time he caught a wild boar for a village banquet, Cha Bo came again, and that time he brought a full billion in cash! Ding Zhaokun was hiding in the crowd at that time, looking at so many colorful banknotes, he had already moved his mind. It's a pity that Liu Xinghao disrupted the situation that time, and it didn't work out.

Ding Zhaokun kept thinking: "Mr. Cha Bo just wants to rent our land in Wangbei Village to help him grow some poppies, and he doesn't force us to take drugs, why do you have to put a tendon on the money you get and not make money?!"

Now it is his turn to be the village head, and after the village has harvested the grain this time, it is said that he, the village head, can come up with the idea to let everyone change to other cash crops in the field. But whether it is growing soybeans or corn, compared with the remuneration for growing poppies, it is a small thing!

It's just that the old village chief has just left, and there is still Huo Jingui in the village, and it seems that it is not particularly easy to promote the cultivation of opium poppies in the village......

Ding Zhaokun was very hesitant in his heart, he actually wanted to make this money very much, but he was afraid that after he agreed to Mr. Chabo, what would happen if he encountered resolute opposition from the villagers in the village?

After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a perfect solution, Ding Zhaokun sat on the sofa nervously, staring at the expensive cup of tea in front of him, and his eyebrows were about to twist into a rope.

Cha Boduo's profound Taoism saw at a glance the uneasiness in Ding Zhaokun's heart. Compared with the old village chief's categorically negative attitude, this uneasiness shows that this Ding village chief is hesitating in his heart, since he hesitates, it means that he is not a stubborn stone, and there is still a chance to break through. That's good news!

Since he's rocking, I'll put some weight on his scale. Cha Bo clapped his hands and whispered to the maid again, "Bring me the gift I prepared for Village Chief Ding!"

"Ahh The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, obviously looking forward to this gift. With Chapo's bold style, the gift he gave himself was definitely not bad.

The maid who had served the tea came up again, this time with a boxy black briefcase in her hand, bulging inside, as if it had been stuffed with a lot of stuff.

This time, Ding Zhaokun's eyes were no longer attracted by the beautiful maid, but stared at the black briefcase the whole time. He didn't have to open it to guess that what this briefcase contained must be all colorful banknotes!

Looking at Ding Zhaokun's unproductive appearance, Cha Bo was even more sure that this village chief Ding was a greedy guy. But who in the world doesn't like money? Only an old stubborn person like the old village chief who doesn't know each other will have trouble with money! But now, the old village chief stretched out his leg and died, and a money-greedy and lustful village chief Ding came. The big stone that Cha Bo had been hanging in his heart could finally hit the ground, as if he had seen a large field of poppies in front of him, covering the fields of Wangbei Village!

The maid didn't need Cha Bo's order at all, and directly put the black briefcase flat on the coffee table in front of Ding Zhaokun.

"Let's open it and take a look, Village Chief Ding. Chapo waved his hand, looking very bold. "It's just a little bit of caution on my part. ”

"Huh? this ...... Okay......" Ding Zhaokun thought about it again, but he still couldn't hold back the desire in his heart, and reached out to zip the briefcase, but because he was too excited and nervous, his fingers kept trembling, and he tossed for a while before he opened the briefcase.

As soon as the bag was opened, the smell of banknotes came to his face instantly! Faced with so many colorful banknotes, Ding Zhaokun's eyes straightened, and he asked excitedly: "My God! So much money! Mr. Chapo, don't joke with me, is all this money for me?"

Cha Bo looked at Ding Zhaokun's reaction calmly, his mouth was full of fog, and he laughed in his heart that this hillbilly really didn't have any concentration at all, just 100 million, so he was excited like this.

Although he looked down on the other party in his heart, he said beautiful words on his lips: "Village Chief Ding, this is just a little careful, don't be polite to me, I still have a lot of things to rely on Village Chief Ding in the future, you will bother to help." ”

Cha Bo shouted one by one by one by the head of the village of Ding, and called Ding Zhaokun so that he was fluttering. Just a few days after becoming the village head, such a windfall flew in, where could Ding Zhaokun still be able to parry, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he nodded again and again and said yes.

"How's dinner going?" asked Cha Bochong, the maid standing nearby.

"It's almost ready, sir, is it going to be seated now?" replied the maid politely.

"Okay, go and help me open a bottle of '82-year-old Lafite, and I'm going to accompany Village Chief Ding to have two drinks. Cha Bo was the first to stand up and led Village Chief Ding to his restaurant to take a seat.

In fact, it was a waste to give Ding Zhaokun a local bun to drink 82 years of Lafite, and he had no idea how staggering the value of this bottle of wine was.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Ding Zhaokun once again found that his eyes were a little insufficient, and he saw Chapo's personal chef cooking delicious dishes that he had never even seen.