The rare rainbow attracted everyone to take pictures, but fortunately, the weather was still relatively cold, and there was no bear student running to the middle of the lake with a bamboo raft.

After specially telling several villagers to pay attention to the spot, he quickly took out his mobile phone and returned to the house as soon as he felt the continuous vibration.

Closing the door and pressing the little red dot, Ma Zhan's face stiffened, and it turned out that someone from the mountain tour group had replied to a private message.

Don't think about it, it must be a change of law to scold him, and Ma Struggle, who has this idea, is much less interested, and clicks on it casually.

Sure enough, after just a glance, he deleted the private message and waited for him on the blacklist.

I just wanted to put away my phone, but the screen lit up again.

"Hello Village Chief Ma, we are a senior tour group in Datang City, we looked at the photos in your Weibo, and found that your place is extremely suitable for the operation plan of our group, and I hope to have time to talk about it in detail. ”

Ma Zhan, who coughed slightly, muttered, "Elderly tour group?"

The horse struggle with a headache and egg pain seems to be hollowed out, and the charming scenery of Honghai Village is only suitable for elderly tour groups?

Five minutes later, Ma Struggle reflected on his attitude. Hurriedly typing down a few words and a string of numbers, Ma struggled, and began to look forward to it in his heart.

Someone can come, whether it's an uncle or an aunt. As long as you pay for it, you are all guests.

After waiting for two minutes, the phone rang. Looking at the unfamiliar number, Ma Zhan took a deep breath and then took the passage: "Hello, my side is Honghai Village, and I am the village chief Ma Zhan." ”

In the reception hall of the elderly tour group in Datang City, a young man heard the voice on the phone and felt a slight pain. It's not that the voice is weird, it's not that the voice is too loud, but the introduction of Ma Zhan, who claims to be the village head.

He paused slightly, then said, "Uh...... Hello. I am the person in charge of the senior tour group who contacted you on Weibo before, and I would like to talk to you about the cooperation project. ”

Hearing the introduction, Ma Zhan was happy in his heart, and felt that this time it was reliable. Mr. Yes, who came last time, was also so neat and tidy.

Just thinking of the mountain tour group in the morning, Ma Fenfeng said with more thoughts: "You first tell me how you want to cooperate, and then I will give you an answer." ”

"That's right, most of the tourists we bring are over 50 years old, we hope that you don't have too many shops that cheat people, to be honest, we don't make rebates and price differences, we do a business that runs volume, and then the price hopes to be slightly discounted. ”

Listening to the words on the phone, Ma Zhan looked confused, how can they have a shop, if it is said that letting the villagers make some fur mats and the like is also a shop, it should fully meet the requirements of this tour group.

"Hello, can you ask, your intended price, and the flow of people?" said Ma Zhan, who lit a cigarette, lightly.

"We are more elderly people, and we must have more time than young people, and the flow of people is large, and there are still an average of 100 people per month. The price can't be determined for a while, I need to see the accounting of your hotel facilities and the like before I can determine the final price. ”

With a flow of 1,200 people a year, this number is still a little exciting, whether it is three days, five days, or seven days, this is almost the number of sketching students.

"This gentleman, if not, you can see how much the ticket from you to me is, I will reimburse you, let's see the scenery interview. ”

Waiting slightly, there was a reply on the phone. Ma Zhan clenched his fists and gestured excitedly, and said in a loud voice: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, I am waiting for you in Honghai Village, you can call me at any time when you arrive, if you don't know the way, I will come to the county seat to pick you up." ”

After chatting for another three or five sentences, the two hung up the phone.

Looking at the number on the historical call record, Ma Zhan shouted, feeling extremely excited. As long as the price requested by the other party is not too low, he will follow.

Honghai Village or he needs another source of funds too much, this 1,200 people can at least allow him to quickly recover some money, and the hotel renovation is too expensive.

Decoration seems to be addictive to Ma Fenfen, who originally only planned to get the second and third floors right, but he still gritted his teeth and renovated the fourth floor.

Not counting the land, the cumulative cost of more than 300,000 yuan, he is really eager to recover some.

Thinking of the face of the mountain tour group, it seems that the person in charge of the tour group with a relatively high moral bottom line is much easier to speak.

Ma Zhan, who was in a happy mood, walked out of the house humming a little song, smelling the smell of the earth, and looking at the hotel that could be completely built and moved in in many months.

"Pony Hotle!" was the name he had come up with, and after being ridiculed by the two at the health center, Ma Struggle insisted on using it.

In his opinion, a name is just a codename, and the name has been determined as early as when he took the driver's license test, and he spent 2,000 yuan to make a set of LOGO and lighted signboards in the advertising store.

He was a little happy to think that this village could have a few more county-like lights at night, and he thought about adding street lamps to the streets of Honghai Village.

But after calculating another account, he still gave up instantly, and it was impossible for all the remaining 300,000 funds to be smashed on those lights. In the end, he chose a compromise solution, the village was partially filled with lights, and the lake outside the village was added with railing street lights, paved paths with cobblestone and concrete roads, and some seats for cooling.

He has seen a lot of these things on the Internet, and he likes some small pavilions in parks, thinking that from the lake that is warm in winter and cool in summer, he will slowly change the appearance of Honghai Village.

To be precise, Honghai Village has not stopped changing since the beginning of the Chinese New Year, almost every day a weed is removed, and then all kinds of flower seeds are planted, all of which are from the village committee, and then Mr. Jing carefully keeps the accounts.

Ma Xingan patted his chest and said that he did not steal a penny of it, but it was for the sake of his job, so he still chose to start repairing from the lake closest to his hotel.

Maybe this is his biggest corruption, but then again, where else in the village can it be worth spending a lot of money to pile up?

During dinner, Wang Songrui asked about Ma Fenfen's villa.

I was just taken aback when I heard him say that the 300 square meters of land was sold for 500,000 yuan, and Wang Songrui, who secretly glanced at Tong Shuya, changed the topic. The land may still be bought in the next few years, but it will definitely not be that kind of place, like the vacant land next to the lake, he is quite satisfied.

Wang Songrui, who only felt that Ma Fenfen had been wronged, ate slowly, occasionally talked about the changes in the village, and would give Ma Fenfen his own opinions when he was happy.

He struggled to eat more and more with the horse, and he was willing to give him a reminder of many things that he had done partially, but had no problems of principle. When he looked at the scribbled drawings on the walls of Ma Zhan, he said that when he came back this fall, he would try to get a map of Ma Zhan that looked better.

The friendship between the two men is getting deeper and deeper, and these Tong Shuya are all in their eyes, but when Ma Zhan didn't know where to get a pheasant, he never said anything to his man again.