Chapter 99: Killing a Horse Pistol
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"I can't help it, but I know a guy who might have an idea." While speaking, Fang Yuan didn't sell anything, and asked directly, "Mr. Gu, have you heard of Guyue Jushi?" ”
"Ancient Moon Monk." Gu Chang's eyes lit up: "Master Lianshan's best friend, Gu Yue, is it?" ”
"Hmm......" Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's good that you know Gu Yue, he is a feng shui master, there should be a solution, I think you can ask him for help." ”
"Yes, Gu Yue Jushi, and Master Lianshan......" Gu Chang ignited hope in his heart, after all, compared to a young feng shui master like Fang Yuan, the other two highly respected feng shui masters were undoubtedly more trusting.
"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry."
At this time, Fang Yuan said apologetically: "It's not that I deliberately shirk, it's really a lack of ability, and I can't help you." ”
"No, no, no, Master Fang has done me a great favor."
Gu Chang came to his senses, although he felt that Fang Yuan was very self-aware, but on the surface, he would never admit it, on the contrary, he was grateful: "If it weren't for Master Fang, I'm afraid I would still be kept in the dark, and I don't know the seriousness of the problem." ”
This is true, at first he thought it was just a small problem, and invited Master Wu to come over and it must be solved in minutes. Who knew that Master Wu had lost his eyes, and then Fang Yuan made a move, and after peeling off the cocoon, he found that this thing was even more terrifying than he imagined.
Although Fang Yuan did not have a solution to the problem. But I finally found the problem and gave useful advice. This level is not low, at least it belongs to a relatively clever feng shui master.
Treat such talents. Gu Chang would definitely not be stingy, and waved his hand lightly while thanking him, and naturally an entourage came up and stuffed a red envelope into Fang Yuan's pocket with ease.
"Mr. Gu, how embarrassing is this...... Fang Yuan was very reserved, but he didn't mean to take out the red envelope and return it.
"Yes, Master Fang deserves it." This is Gu Chang's sincere words, the red envelope was originally prepared for Master Wu, but now it happens to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and it is appropriate to use it on Fang Yuan.
Of course. Fang Yuan was also very discerning, and saw that Gu Chang's mind was no longer here, so he said empathetically at the moment: "Mr. Gu, this matter can't be delayed, I think you should go and visit Guyue Monk first." ”
"Ah, then I'll be out of company, I'll invite you to have tea and gather again when I go back......" Secretly praised Fang Yuan in his heart, Gu Chang didn't even bother to push it, and hurriedly led people away.
"Let's go. Smoothly! Fang Yuan waved goodbye, then turned around and said, "Mr. Yang, shouldn't we also go." ”
"Let's go?" Yang Shijin's eyes flashed: "You don't care about my real estate affairs?" ”
"Oh, I almost forgot." Fang Yuan thought for a moment. directly took out a business card: "This thing is also easy to do, you contact Boss Xiong and tell me about the situation." He will recommend you a magic weapon that can suppress evil. At that time, as long as the ritual weapon is buried under the building, it should be able to keep you safe for a while. Let you have a smooth construction. ”
"Of course, I guess you know it's a palliative solution. If you want to completely solve the hidden danger, you have to see if Mr. Gu is not strong. Fang Yuan reminded: "Otherwise, you better withdraw as soon as possible, so as not to lose more." ”
"Is it really that serious?" Yang Shijin frowned slightly, until now she was still skeptical about the theory of feng shui, not as firm as Gu Chang.
"Believe it or not, my mission is accomplished anyway." Fang Yuan waved his hand calmly and said, "Then, zaijian!" ”
"Why don't you go back together?" Yang Shijin was a little stunned.
"No, it's rare to come to Anxi, I'll buy some authentic Tieguanyin." Fang Yuan said casually, after leaving the village, there was a city highway next to it, he casually stopped a car and drove away directly.
Seeing this situation, Yang Shijin's eyes showed a little different color, and then he returned to Quanzhou under the driver's pick-up.
It is worth mentioning that Fang Yuan did not lie, he really went to buy tea, but after buying tea, he killed another carbine, directly hitched back to Qixing Village, and then found the village chief again.
"Advisor, why are you here again......"
Seeing Fang Yuan visit again, the village chief couldn't help but be a little confused while being pleasantly surprised.
"Something." Fang Yuan didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Is the camphor tree next to the temple in your village sold?" ”
"What?" The village chief was stunned for a moment, and his eyes also rolled, wondering in his heart whether this was Fang Yuan's meaning, or Gu Chang's instructions?
"I've heard that the tree is dead and there is no chance of survival." Fang Yuan smiled: "Such a haode material, instead of wasting it like this and letting it decay naturally, it is better to sell it at a good price and seek some benefits for the village." ”
"This ......" the village chief nodded unconsciously, he also thought the same, but the opinions of the villagers were not unanimous, and he, the village head, was not easy to express his position, so as not to offend a large group of people and not be conducive to future elections.
"Of course, I won't let everyone suffer." Fang Yuan hit the railway while it was hot: "As far as I know, the price of the best quality camphor wood in the domestic market is nothing more than about two or three thousand per cubic meter, even if it is a high-end product imported from Myanmar, it is only four thousand at most." Considering that the camphor tree in the village is thousands of years old and the tree shape is very tall, I can offer 6,000 yuan per cubic meter. ”
"Six thousand ......" The village chief's eyes burned slightly, he knew that Fang Yuan was not lying. After all, he moved the idea of selling trees, so he naturally had to carefully understand the market, and of course he knew that the price of 6,000 per cubic meter was definitely a super high price.
The village chief groaned and asked in a low voice: "This is what Mr. Gu meant?" ”
"Uh......"
Suddenly, Fang Yuan understood that the village chief had misunderstood, but he didn't mean to refute it, and of course he didn't admit it, he just showed an unfathomable expression and said lightly: "Village chief, no matter who you mean, this money will definitely not be less than you." ”
"To be honest, if that tree is still alive, even if it still has a little life, it can pull out a few buds, after all, it is a thousand-year-old tree, and no one dares to mess with it. The problem is that the tree is clearly extinct, and the birth, aging, sickness and death of nature are things that no one can control. Fang Yuan said frankly: "Sell it for money, everyone will have benefits, and everyone will get their own place." ”
"What do you think?" The village chief was moved, and really thought that Gu Chang had taken a fancy to the camphor tree and planned to buy it back to make furniture. Whether it was out of selfishness or to curry favor with Gu Chang, he really wanted to agree. However, this matter is not small, and he didn't dare to make a decision alone, so he looked at a group of colleagues and asked for everyone's support.
"It's good that the village chief decides, we definitely don't have to say anything."
"Yes, you are the head, we listen to your ......"
The village chief is smart, and a group of colleagues are not stupid, and they talk nicely, but in fact their attitude is ambiguous, and they try their best to clear up the involvement. If there is a benefit, it is naturally the credit of the collective, and if something goes wrong, it must be the village chief who is mainly responsible.
"Treacherous!" The village chief scolded in his heart and began to hesitate again.
"Seven thousand!"
At this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly said: "Seven thousand per cubic meter, this is the reserve price." It's good to agree, just forget if you don't agree. ”
"Seven Thousand ......"
All of a sudden, not only the balance in the village chief's heart tilted, but also several other village cadres couldn't help but feel a little moved, after all, such a high price, after this village may not have this shop.
"Advisor, wait a minute, we'll discuss."
While speaking, the village chief summoned a group of colleagues to the next conference room to discuss in a whisper, and after about seven or eight minutes, they should have agreed and walked out with a smile on their faces.
"Advisor, we think you're right, people always have to look forward, the tree is dead, we should give full play to its residual heat, so that it can benefit the people even more......," the village chief said a few high-sounding words, and then made a final decision: "We have decided to sell." ”
"A wise choice." A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yuan's mouth: "Then it will trouble the village to appease the people, I don't want to cause any disputes because of this." ”
"Of course." The village chief patted his chest and promised, "Everything is left to us." ”
The village chief dares to say this, and he also has such ability. Since he decided to sell the tree, he did not delay, and immediately went from house to house in the village with a group of colleagues to win over those who were interested in selling the tree.
As for those villagers who oppose it, he himself opposes it, and his family may not oppose it, and the village chief starts with the families of the opponents, and the fortress is always easy to break through internally, and it is easy to break the fighting spirit of many people.
There are also some die-hard elements, and the village chief is not polite, and directly sacrifices the banner of the minority obeying the majority and the individual obeying the collective, and when the majority of the villagers have agreed, a small number of opponents have no choice but to stare dryly.
From this incident, we can know that the Chinese are proficient in understanding the art of power and strategy, and they have played it to the fullest.
"It's been a long time."
From the beginning to the end, Fang Yuan also felt very sighing, no wonder the top level of the state always wants leading cadres to take root in the grassroots and understand the work of grassroots organizations, mainly because although the work at the grassroots level is small, it can see the big from the small and can see the small things. After all, if you don't even have a clear understanding of the most basic things, how can you grasp the general direction?
All in all, under the mastery of the village chief, most of the villagers agreed with the sale of the trees. Or is it the same sentence, if the tree is alive and the village chief dares to sell it, he will definitely be poked in the backbone by everyone, but the tree has died and can be used as waste, why not agree?
People's hearts always tend to be utilitarian, which is the constant norm through the ages. Besides, Fang Yuan didn't come empty-handed, he walked around the county not only to buy tea, but also to prepare 100,000 yuan in cash.
At this time, the bright red banknotes are placed next to the dead trees, and under the sunlight, they also dazzle the eyes of many people. Fang Yuan made it clear that this was just a deposit, as long as the tree was dug out, and then the volume of the tree was determined, and after the total value was calculated, he would immediately go to get the money to make up for it.
"Everyone is here, in a word, dig or not?" The village chief took the opportunity to shout, which is called coercing public opinion.
"Digging ......" (To be continued......