For the three of Yugong, if you want to hide from Ou Luochuan, there is no problem with Yugong's craftsmanship and appearance, but that is not enough, the important thing is the accent. Fortunately, Lao Jiu has never spoken a dialect with a very strong local accent, the foolish man who used to sleep in his lower bunk has listened to it for so many years, and now he has learned his tone to say a few words of Mandarin mixed with the flavor of Dayangtun, but there is no obvious flaw, and the information contained in these words is enough to make Ou Luochuan frightened, and the cultural celebrities who are not originally from Dayangtun can't distinguish the other party's accent. As for Dante and White Snake, it was difficult for these two young men to become fluent in the local dialect for a short period of time, so the fool simply let them quietly interfere with Ou Luochuan's attention with images around him.

"Please Mr. Ou and Mr. Chang convey the meaning of the ninth secretary to the boss of Shiheng, as long as you are really interested and willing, the conditions can be negotiated, this is to do business, each takes what he needs." "Bad old man" Yu Gong was about to finish, "But if this thing is done, there is a most basic requirement on the side of the old ninth secretary, that is, you must sever all cooperation with the Chang Jinzhu family, regardless of whether you have signed any contract or not." Otherwise, not to mention the preferential conditions offered by the secretary, Chang Jinzhu's family promised to help you in the village may not be able to help in the end. ”

"Oh, you...... How do you know that?" Ou Luochuan stammered, "Oh, I mean, Shiheng, the villa, and us...... Why do you think we can send a message to Shiheng? And I'm on vacation here, how do you know?" "Hehe, who doesn't know what Chang Jinzhu's family is doing? Is it so easy to keep secrets from the fact that there are only so many people in our village? Even if you invite a website reporter to come to our village for an interview, we know very well. ”

The fool got up, and Dante White Snake also stood up. "Teacher Ou, Mr. Chang," Yu Gong looked at them confidently, "Lao Jiu told me not to be in a hurry when doing business, I have to leave some time for you and Shiheng's boss to ponder." Well, I'll come back to you in three days' time, and you'll have to tell me about Shiheng's decision." ”

The three of them turned around to leave, and Ou Luochuan shouted, "Oh, wait", and said, "Oh, Mr. Wang Shuo, do you have any documents or letters on this matter signed by Secretary Chang Jiucheng or stamped by the village committee when you come this time?" "Oh, then with all due respect, why should I believe that you were sent by Secretary Chang Jiucheng to negotiate?" "I'll come back in three days, and I'll bring the papers, maybe I'll be able to show you." Of course, believe it or not, it's up to you, anyway, it's not us who are in a hurry if we delay building a villa. Before pushing open the door of the RV, Yu Gong added: "I forgot to remind you, first, even if you move this big car elsewhere, we can still find it, we don't think it's troublesome, but we feel sorry for your wasted efforts; second, you'd better not try to contact the village committee or the ninth secretary to ask if he sent me to discuss this matter." The secretary would never admit that he had made such an arrangement, and might even state that he had nothing to do with me. Everyone understands that he and Chang Jinzhu are incompatible, how can he find people who are in the same stream as Chang Jinzhu to cooperate and rob Chang Jinzhu of his dirty work?

Looking back, the outline of the RV became more and more blurred, and Ou Luochuan, "Mr. Chang" or anyone else did not follow, Dante, who did not dare to take off his wig like the white snake, asked Yu Gong: "Can they and Shiheng believe that we still have what we say?" Although we have a showdown, it can be said that we are sent by Lao Jiu to cooperate with them, which is not very reliable, and there is no strong proof. I'm afraid they won't trust it easily, and they won't listen to our interruption of the deal with Chang Jinzhu'er's family. "It's best if they believe it, and it's okay if they don't. Yu Gong smiled and said, "Our trip is a knock on the mountain, the main purpose is not to really promote the cooperation between Shiheng and Lao Jiu, but to drive a wedge between Chang Jinzhu and Shiheng and Ou Luochuan, so that they will have a sense of distrust between each other." ”

Although he was quite bored with getting along with "Mr. Chang", Ou Luochuan still treated him politely, but when Yugong and the others left, the cultural celebrities roared at him: "Oh, doesn't it mean that this plan is highly secretive, and only those few leaders in Shiheng know about it except for you? Why does a bad old man who casually pops up from Dayangtun know about it now, and he knows it so thoroughly?" "Mr. Chang" was stunned and didn't dare to reply, after all, he was just a puppet in this set of plans. When the company's senior management changed into a decent outfit for him, a small bag foreman who used to be unkempt on the construction site every day, he didn't tell him that he was chosen to follow the teacher Ou who was angry in front of him at the moment, and the Dayangtun Village, which was set by the senior management as his ancestor's hometown, he didn't hear about it for the first time until he met Ou Luochuan for the first time, and he has never been there. However, the information he came into contact with made him clearly feel that this village was a key position in the company's plan, and today he heard the names of the three Dayangtun people pulling up the names "Chang Jinzhu" and "Chang Jiucheng", and he vaguely guessed the reason why the company sent him. But what's the use of guessing? He doesn't have to obediently obey the company's arrangement.

Ou Luochuan also knew that yelling at a puppet would not help, but the bad old man from Chang Jiu City's side shook out many secrets about him, Shiheng and Chang Jinzhu, which made him feel a strong sense of shame of being betrayed, and he had to vent the anger caused by this shame, so he couldn't vent it to the wealthy Shiheng executives or the scheming Chang Jinzhu, right?

After venting, Ou Luochuan sat down and didn't take a few breaths, then stood up and paced while muttering to himself: "Oh, no, no, our bottom has been figured out by others, and the initiative is in the hands of others, it's too dangerous." If this continues, I will immediately go back to Qingdao to take care of the studio and no longer ask about this matter!" Another paragraph came to his lips, but he held back and didn't say it: "Oh, no, I just promised to use my knowledge and use my media relations, but now you leaked the whole plan, and I will be unlucky! If Yiteng knows, I will become a typical negative image like you real estate developers, just to give you this power, I have to risk the disgrace!"

He pointed to "Mr. Chang" and said, "Oh, don't be stunned! Why don't you call your manager and report the good news of this discount to him?"

Someone approached Ou Luochuan to negotiate in the name of the village committee, but the person in charge of the village committee did not know about it a day later. In the morning, three or five more villagers came to ask for explanations. "Lao Jiu" persuaded them much better than when he talked to the leader of the dried fruit seller on the phone, and after repeatedly showing his sincerity and determination to lead the whole village to get rich, he sent the departing villagers to the gate of the compound. At this time, he realized that just these two things had kept him busy until almost twelve o'clock, and after a morning in a hurry, he did not go home, soaked a bag of instant noodles, and chewed on the dry and greasy noodles while sorting out the affairs to be dealt with in the afternoon and their order. Unexpectedly, the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, so he brushed the lunch box and started, and before the first one was finished, Liu Yuyong came to call the door again.

"What's the matter?" the son-in-law came in, and "Lao Jiu" noticed that he looked a little flustered. "Secretary, folks...... One after another, the tables of the contracting responsibility area have been handed in...... "It's not yet time, and the official forms have not been issued! When is this time?" "The question is...... Yes......" "What's it?" "They're filling in '0' or 'don't' on the contracted area......"

The project document issued by the village committee to each villager for the planting of dried fruits contains a mock form, entitled "Application Form for Contracting in the Planting Responsibility Area", which states at the end that it is only a draft form and has no administrative and legal benefits, and the village committee will revise the draft form according to the villagers' opinions before issuing the official form. The draft form lists all the information that villagers need to fill in clearly when applying for a contract for the responsibility area for dried fruit planting, including the area that each household intends to contract.

"What does this mean, they don't plant anymore?" "Lao Jiu" suddenly felt that this matter was not trivial, jumped up from the chair and rushed straight out of the door, Liu Yuyong was stunned by the overturned chair, and almost didn't follow him.

A suggestion box was nailed to the wall outside the gate of the office area, but it had been empty from the time Chang Jinzhu became the village party secretary until this morning. But now, it has become a "waste cardboard box", and "Lao Jiu" took out six or seven pieces of rubbed or folded straw sheets from it in one go, and the "contracted area" of each one really added either "0" or "don't". "A few other folks approached the secretary's office and gave us the watch. They asked the old man in the communication room if he could hand over the documents to the secretary and the village chief directly to you, but the old man was afraid that you would be busy, so he taught them to hand them over to us first. ”

As he spoke, "Lao Jiu" poked his head out to take a look, and five or six villagers walked to the gate of the compound, all holding a piece of printer paper in their hands. Lao Jiu hurried up to meet him, and his son-in-law did not follow him this time, but ran to find the village chief.

"Folks, are you here to deliver this?" "Lao Jiu" shouted and waved the six or seven watches and approached the person who came to deliver the watches. These people didn't expect the secretary to appear in front of them, so they involuntarily stopped their steps, and two of them immediately shrank back.

"Can you show me?" "Old Nine" pointed to the printer paper in their hands, and his tone was as gentle as possible. The person closest to "Lao Jiu" hesitated, shook his arm and handed it over. "Lao Jiu" took it and glanced at it, and it was another sketch table with an area of 0 in the contracted planting responsibility area. "Give me all yours. He glanced at the others, and they all handed over the same sheets.

"Can you tell me why?" "Lao Jiu" made his questioning as sincere as possible, but the people bowed their heads and remained silent. He planned to ask a different question, but saw more villagers rushing to the gate of the compound, about ten people. He could clearly see that most of them also had a piece of printer paper in their hands.