For women, men are bound to have a "deep" understanding of the mind.

It's like it's an innate gene.

The Creator has cleverly created two machines that can be spliced, and only when the splicing machines are running can they experience the gift of the Creator.

When Zhang Hao saw the small window that popped up on the computer, he naturally had the idea of movement.

There is no way to stop this, because men are one of those machines.

It's a pity that it's not Peng Li who is sitting in front of the computer!

Zhang Hao ran to the bathroom and flushed his face with cold water, cooled down, looked in the mirror, and always remembered the picture of Zhao Xiaoqian walking and swaying.

Directly buried in the cold water.

……

When it was almost dark, Zhou Xi sent the lanterns to the village.

It is all made of bamboo strips, the quality is better than the paper one, and the lantern has been hung with a fine line of colored lanterns, and it can be lit up as long as it is connected.

The lamps sent were all made according to Zhang Hao's requirements, and the most ordinary lanterns had no other decorations except for the different colors of the colored paper used in the package.

Paste the paper cut on it, and it collides with an indescribable beauty.

Zhang Guihua and Zhao Xiaoqian called some people to help, moved all the lanterns to the meeting room of the village committee, and put half a large room.

Yang Lao Wu drove back after getting off the light.

"You go back and call some light-handed people to help tomorrow, Aunt Liu will send the paper-cutting, we will hurry up and post it, and we will hang it later, pull the strings... It's still quite a lot of work!" Zhang Hao said to Zhang Guihua and Zhao Xiaoqian.

The two of them answered and went home.

Zhang Hao returned to the room and clicked on Weibo again to take a look.

Thousands of people have left messages on the Weibo of the Lantern Festival that he sent, and most netizens want to come and see it.

"Office workers express regret!"

"When you go, you must share the pictures. ”

"Remember to help me find Director Zhang for an autograph, I'm her little fan girl!"

……

Looking at the post, Zhang Hao couldn't help but want to laugh.

Back to business, the netizens and tourists who came on the 15th day did not necessarily come by car, and the sedan sports car with a short chassis could not enter the village.

Wanling Village is opening its doors for the first time, and it is necessary to be fully prepared to leave a good impression on them.

Zhang Hao called Aunt Che.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, what are you calling your aunt in the middle of the night?

"Auntie, I want to rent a car. ”

"What are you going to do again? Rent a few cars?"

"Both minibuses are rented!"

"How long?"

"Rent for two days!" Zhang Hao replied.

"Two days?" said the aunt in surprise, "Xiao Zhang, you won't let us run away, right?"

Zhang Hao said with a smile: "Auntie, you are in a hurry to leave on the sixth and seventh days of the first month, and you have to wait until after the fifteenth day before you go out, your business is not good these days!"

"Yo, boy, you're pretty good, but it's going to affect our reputation!" Auntie said.

"10,000 yuan a day for two days, and I will run to the village on the field!" Zhang Hao said directly.

"......" Aunt paused for a moment: "Oh, this...... You wait two minutes, I'll ask the boss!"

Within two minutes, at most half a minute, the aunt who followed the car gave the answer and took Zhang Hao's order.

Can a businessman stop the charm of money?

"Xiao Zhang, Auntie thinks, since your village often needs to use cars, you can buy a bus, how convenient it is, and the cheaper ones are only hundreds of thousands!"

"Good idea, wait for this period of time, and the extra money will be freed up, and then think about it!" Zhang Hao said.

The current money is kept for the renovation of the square and the repair of the winery, and the money for the minibus cannot be moved out for the time being.

Since it is to watch the lights, it is undoubtedly possible to appreciate its beauty at night.

In Wanling Village, a little cold breeze blows in the evening, walking on the country road, quietly looking at the bright lanterns as if floating in the air, giving the viewer a sense of beauty of strolling in the middle of the day.

The imagination is rich and can also abstract the scene into the scene of chatting about strange things, stimulating people's glandular hormones, quiet and mysterious.

Tourists who want to stay overnight, Zhang Hao also thought of fun activities.

There are a few bonfires in the cultural square, and the unique hand-waving dance of the local ethnic group is dancing, and two roasted whole sheep are coming, which is delicious.

Early the next morning, Zhang Haozhao held a small meeting with the villagers of the group.

Tell every house to pack up a room and come out, and be sure to be clean and tidy.

People in big cities have never lived in wooden houses, and out of curiosity, they may want to give it a try, mainly because there are no hotels in the village.

Lying in a wooden house and smelling the deep fragrance of old trees, you will be comfortable to fall asleep.

Of course, it is not provided by impermanence, and the price that Zhang Hao referred to for the villagers was 120 yuan a night, which was too cheap compared to the hotels in the county seat.

Each family adjusts on the basis of 120 yuan according to the quality of their own conditions, and it cannot be outrageously high.

Now is not the time to really make money.

"Director Zhang, do you think of our houses, their habits?" someone asked.

Zhang Hao said: "No matter whether they live or not, if someone wants to live, they must entertain them with the most enthusiastic and high-quality service!"

"I know, I know!"

"Let's go back and get ready!"

After the matter was arranged, Zhang Hao went to find Aunt Liu again, and this time let her build the zodiac by herself, the specifications are larger, and it is of great use to keep them!

Zhang Hao gave Aunt Liu money, but Aunt Liu confiscated it.

Back in the village, Zhao Xiaoqian and Zhang Guihua were busy pasting paper-cuts with a dozen women.

Zhang Hao instructed: "Don't worry, be meticulous, and fully reflect the beauty of paper-cutting." ”

"Director Zhang, do you think I'm okay?"

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes, "It's not bad, it's perfect to align the corners a little more." ”

asked Zhang Guihua: "Sister Osmanthus, when do you expect it to be finished?"

"It's a little difficult today, let's work hard to finish it tomorrow!" Zhang Guihua said.

"Then please leave it to you, anyone who comes to help, everyone can go to the supermarket at the head of the village to get something, choose whatever you want within 100 yuan, Xiaoqian, the money in the village will be reported!" Zhang Hao said with a smile.

"Thank you, Director Zhang!"

The happy voices of more than a dozen women were a bit amazing, which made Zhang Hao feel creepy.

"By the way, Director Zhang, the Education Bureau has issued a document saying that the primary school in Wanling Village has been included in the plan, but there is only a grant of 100,000 yuan!" Zhao Xiaoqian said.

"100,000 yuan!" Zhang Hao was not very satisfied, "It's not enough to worry about it, what we want is to rebuild, in this way, you are connecting with the Education Bureau, and directly ask them to call over 100,000 yuan, we will repair it ourselves, and invite them to come to accept it when the time comes!"

Flies and mosquitoes are also meat, and 100,000 yuan is also money, don't be in vain.

Coupled with the 300,000 donated by Yang Lao five years ago, and the remaining 180,000 yuan in infrastructure construction funds, there are 550,000 yuan in hand.

It's hard, it's hard, it's not enough.

If you want to repair it, you have to build the best, modern multimedia classrooms, computer rooms, libraries, plastic courts, no two million can't be repaired.