Chapter 13: History

At that time, a few young men who also had the idea of not being willing to nest in the mountain col for a lifetime entered the city, and after more than ten years of wind and rain, in the end, only him, Wang Zhizi, stood on his feet and mixed his head. With a bold temperament and a shrewd mind cultivated over the years, he has amassed enough assets to keep himself and his family in the city for the rest of their lives. Although he is in his early 40s due to the intense work and life situation, he still enjoys it.

However, even though his subordinates and all those who had dealings with him respected him as "Boss Wang", he could not taste the sense of accomplishment of "boss" for a long time. He can't enjoy the fame and status of a CEO, a president, or anything like that, and is constantly in the spotlight of the media. In the city of Beijing, there are not a few people who have reached the same standard of living as his "boss", and more importantly, he is destined to work in silence in the city, and it seems that he will never be able to proudly announce his "great achievements".

Until the day he received the report that the new project was hidden in his hometown, Boss Wang seemed to have the idea of "returning to his hometown with honor" on a whim. He greeted the village in advance, selected an auspicious day according to the yellow calendar, and led two pickup trucks full of various items into the mountain village after many years of absence with great fanfare, with his Mercedes-Benz as the lead.

Of course, the small village could not arrange a particularly warm welcome, but the swaggering of three cars attracted enough attention at the entrance of the village. Boss Wang ordered to stop at the gate of the village committee, and the secretary of the village party committee led the village officials out to greet them. This secretary is a distant cousin of Boss Wang from a genealogy, and he and Boss Wang talked and laughed for a while after shaking hands at the gate. Boss Wang instructed the pickup truck driver to move the things on the car one by one, and said some words of gratitude to the secretary in the local accent, saying that he would give this meaning to his parents and fellow villagers, and a few office supplies were given to the village committee.

Next, Boss Wang only went to visit a few relatives and old neighbors, and did not show up in front of the public. But in the mouths of the villagers, he appeared in every household like his gift.

The news of Boss Wang's return to his hometown soon spread in several nearby villages. At the same time, such a saying has also spread: Boss Wang is ready to invest in this county to benefit his hometown. Indeed, Boss Wang was seen walking leisurely in the fields of this area, accompanied by three drivers, occasionally climbing a mountain or throwing a few pebbles at the river.

Two days later, the three cars drove back quietly, and Boss Wang had already anticipated the warm scene in the future - he had not returned to the county for seven or eight years since he had settled down in the city and brought his parents over. After such a long time, perhaps because of the barrier of the mountains, the customs of this far-suburban county, which has not yet fully reached the level of moderate prosperity compared to Beijing, are still pure, and the aspirations of the villagers are still so simple, simple and strong. He felt that as long as he effectively implemented the plan he was contemplating, he would get more than the project he was eyeing.

Relying on the relationship between his cousin and secretary, relying on various "meanings", Boss Wang got into a relationship from township to town, and was finally invited into the reception room of the county government. The county party secretary and the county magistrate were thrilled by the careful planning and generous financial investment, and according to the blueprint planned for them by Boss Wang, once this plan to develop tourism resources is successful, the county's economy and its own political performance will usher in a major upturn. Soon, Boss Wang's investment plan was approved.

In the following two or three years, as Boss Wang expected, with the support of his abundant financial resources, the villagers in the mountains worked hard to build the scenic spots, and the proper publicity work of his subordinates in the city gradually aroused the interest of many people in the city in the natural scenery here. Tourism has gradually become the backbone of the county's economy, giving the people of the county what they need, and the county becoming rich. Boss Wang's substantial efforts to do so have spread widely in the local area, just like the miraculous things that have happened here in the past.

Boss Wang's goal was almost achieved in the most satisfactory way. He has become the living god of wealth in this county, as for how this kid who broke out of the mountains made so much money, the villagers never asked and didn't care, they were willing to pay attention to the fact that he spent a lot of money to renovate his old house in the village, and he often returned to the countryside in a Mercedes-Benz. Boss Wang does not have any public office, but he can be called brothers and sisters with most of the local township mayors and town mayors. Playing cards and chatting, even drinking with the county party secretary or county magistrate, and remotely controlling important decisions about the county's tourism industry outside the conference room, and from time to time put forward some key opinions in other relevant aspects, such as building the road that passes through the foot of Xiangyangsi Mountain; when he and his three or five subordinates went to the countryside to inspect the farmhouses that were supported by his funds, he could always enjoy the awe-inspiring gazes of passers-by, and the shopkeepers were even more eager to invite them into their yards to sit for a while or even eat a meal for nothing。 In this way, in the whole county, in his hometown, Boss Wang enjoyed the privileges and privileges that he could not buy with money in the city, and he was like a king without a crown, holding his own territory in the mountains.

When the farmhouse sprung up, Boss Wang was finally able to develop the project he had coveted for a long time. So, the plan to build Xiangyang Temple was put on the desk of the county government. Nominally, it was a new tourist attraction for the county, but it wasn't for that reason the project became so exciting for the local population after it started – myths were prevalent in the area and still do today. People worship almost all of them, and there are many devout among them. Moreover, the descendants of the mages who had traveled here had spent months trying to find a way to concentrate their aura in order to stabilize the weakening Houshan Circle, and they had heard that a temple dedicated to the gods and his mana could attract the gods to suppress the demon. Therefore, everyone only needs to wait for Boss Wang to build this big temple, and then they will have a place of worship and a sense of security. Of course, everyone understands that this is somewhat feudal and superstitious, so there is no need to publicize it, and they are all secretly having fun......

Elder He finally found the right key. The door opened, and Boss Wang's heart suddenly tightened, as if the memories of the last time he saw the situation inside the door flooded into his mind again.

"Boss, be careful, just the two of us. Elder He said with some concern, "No one has been here for several years, and it's hard to tell if there is anything unclean. "Let's go!" Boss Wang crossed the threshold with a big stride. Elder He hurriedly followed closely behind him.