Li Zhixian was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "No, if there is any secret, how dare I hide it from Bai Shaoyou!"

Seeing that he flatly denied it, Bai Xiong's doubts in his heart became even greater. In fact, this matter has been obvious, if there are no secrets in the Falling Star Valley, it will not be listed as a forbidden area by the relevant departments.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Xiong's heart had already made a decision, and he snorted coldly and said, "Li Shaodong still can't trust me! Although Bai someone's gun is good, not everyone is qualified to use it. I can't do anything about what I just said. Yi Feng, let's go!"

Gu Yifeng answered, followed Bai Xiong's footsteps and turned around and left, as for the patient who was about to start, he was not interested in participating.

Li Zhixian didn't expect Bai Xiong to turn his face when he said it, and he was a little dazed for a while.

He Qiujiang glared at Li Zhixian, and said dissatisfiedly: "It seems that Li Shaodong really has something to hide from everyone, and I have always treated you as a friend!"

After speaking, he also turned around and left, chasing Bai Xiong.

Looking at the empty observation deck, Li Zhixian couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face. Although he didn't expect things to come to such a conclusion, the secrets in the Falling Star Valley belonged to the highest secret of the entire Li family, and even if he was killed, he would not dare to leak it out. Even if you can't get it, you can't let others get it.

Thinking of this, a ruthless color crossed Li Zhixian's face.

Ling Zikai, who witnessed this scene, was not only a little surprised by Bai Xiong's actions, but also secretly admired:

is worthy of being a child of a family who came out of the capital, and after knowing that something could not be done, he decisively chose to give up without dragging his feet. However, his withdrawal is a good thing for himself. When dealing with this dead stick in the future, there is one less taboo. After all, Bai Shaoxiong and the others are there, although they may not be afraid of him, but they will definitely be a little shy when they do things.

Although Bai Xiong and the others left, the patient still continued, but Li Zhixian was obviously not interested in these people who stayed, and just out of politeness, he had to accompany them to entertain.

At this time, Ling Zikai felt that there was no need for him to continue to investigate, so he began to withdraw his ancestral god consciousness.

After such a long period of outgoing consciousness, his mind was also a little tired, and after closing his eyes and resting for a while, Ling Zikai stood up and walked out of the bus stop.

Seeing a yellow taxi coming from the street in front of him, Ling Zikai just wanted to beckon, but the car had already stopped more than ten meters away from him.

I saw a girl in a pink shirt get out of the car, and then hurriedly trotted towards the gate of Musen's company.

Seeing the girl, Ling Zikai was slightly stunned, isn't this Zhou Qi, who was just recruited to the group by himself yesterday? When she left in the morning, she hadn't already started working at the job fair, how could she come here?

Ling Zikai inexplicably remembered a thought in her heart: should she be the same as the doctor surnamed Kong, she also came to apply for the job with a special purpose, and she wouldn't be an undercover agent of Musen Company!

Immediately, Ling Zikai felt that he was a little too much, if he really had such concerns, this job fair should not be held.

Looking at her hurried appearance, it seems that she has encountered something urgent.

Ling Zikai wanted to call her, but when he saw that she had already run away, he dispelled this idea and followed from a distance.

When I turned to the front of the Musen Building, I saw a group of people surrounding the entrance of the hall, and I could hear a chaotic noise from a distance, as if something had happened.

Ling Zikai did not squeeze into the crowd, but stood down ten meters away.

In the crowd gathered at the door, except for some passers-by watching the excitement on the periphery, the main body was a group of farmers, men, women and children, who quarreled fiercely with the company's security guards, and there seemed to be some conflict.

Ling Zikai saw that Zhou Qi had squeezed into the crowd and was talking to a young woman from a rural area with a baby in her arms.

Standing on the side and listening for a while, Ling Zikai somewhat understood what was going on.

It turned out that those farmers were from the same village. Three years ago, the local government introduced a new policy of returning farmland to forests and afforestation to desertification, encouraging locals to contract land and develop the forestry industry.

The government has promised to provide incentives for interest-free loans, but with the proviso that all seedlings must be purchased from government-designated seedling companies.

Needless to say, this company can also be thought of, and it is naturally Musen Company.

For those who have contracted the land, as long as it is a suitable sapling and has a high survival rate, it does not matter where to buy it. Moreover, the company went to the site to do a lot of publicity, claiming that the seedlings provided by the company are cultivated using the latest technology, which not only has wide adaptability, high survival rate, and short growth cycle, and can be cut down in five to six years.

In the beginning, the seedlings planted did have a high survival rate and a fast growth rate, nearly twice as fast as the regular seedlings. In less than two years, you can already see green trees everywhere in the area.

But in the spring of this year, the trees that had been growing well suddenly died on a large scale.

After a long period of investigation, I couldn't figure out the specific cause, and finally came to the conclusion that it may be related to the local climatic conditions and soil environment. In other words, those saplings are not suitable for local cultivation.

After learning of this conclusion, those big afforesters quit and approached the local government to ask for an explanation. However, the local government put the blame on the head of the Musen company, saying that this is a seedling problem, and you should find the seedling company to solve it.

When everyone found the company, the company said that if there was a problem with its seedlings, they should die when they were just planted. Didn't you also see that in the first two years, those saplings grew very well, and this year you haven't had a drop of rain there, probably because of the drought?

Since it is a natural disaster, it has nothing to do with us, you can ask the local government for some disaster relief funds to make up for the economic losses.

In this way, Musen kicked the ball back again.

The local government is also helpless about the claim that it has suffered from drought. The government has disaster relief funds, but these forest farms of yours are all privately contracted and planted, which is a commercial activity and cannot be listed as a disaster relief subsidy. You can go to the insurance company to settle the claim.

However, when the forest land was contracted, most of the villagers did not carry out commercial insurance, so why should the insurance company pay you a claim!

Everyone searched and searched, but the problem could not be solved, and the dead area of those trees continued to expand, and it was really like a fire, but there was no way to cry.