Well, by the way, there is still an old gentleman who has not been investigated, and other investors naturally have to run all over it.

Thinking about this, Director Gou still has great hopes for this inspection.

However, when he left Lingyun Temple and the car came down the mountain road to a place where several tractors were parked, Director Gou felt his heart sink.

And the driver's reply also confirms this: "Director, from here, the car can't go." ”

It can be seen that this Director Gou has been in office for almost six years, and he has not been to Laojunguan once, and he doesn't know how to complain about him.

Regardless of whether Director Gou has walked this road or not, he also understands that the next road may be difficult to be comfortable, after understanding this, Director Gou's face is a little bad, and he secretly complains to the Transportation Bureau.

But even so, he had to come to the man with glasses and convey the news to the other party in a regretful tone.

Well, it's just that when Director Gou thought that there were still more than 20 kilometers of mountain roads in the past, his scalp was a little fried.

Intellectually speaking, he hopes that the glasses man will pass, and in terms of love, the glasses man is better to go home, and if you invest, that Lingyun Temple is very good.

How could the man with glasses go back here, what are you kidding, this time I came here to go to Lao Junguan, what Lingyun Temple, forget it, it's just such a broken place, and investing money in it is a waste.

At the insistence of the man with glasses, a group of seven or eight people got on two tractors and drove towards the mountains while upside down.

For this unexpected surprise, the two tractor drivers were almost smiling on their faces.

In order to ensure that there was a car to sit on when he came back, Director Gou asked the director of the office to pay for the two tractors, two hundred yuan a day, which was a high price for them.

Knock knock

"Why don't you leave? ”

Director Gou frowned, and instructed the director of the office, even in this deep mountain and old forest, Director Gou's official authority is still undiminished.

The director of the office leaned behind the tractor driver and asked, then turned his head and said with a somewhat unpleasant face: "Director, the tractor can't walk on the road behind, and you need to walk." ”

Walk?

Director Gou almost jumped up, since he became the director, he didn't know what walking was, and there were cars in and out.

But this is obviously not the time to lose his temper, and he is about to vomit all the way.

He was okay, a few of the attachés had already vomited on the road, and even the man with glasses turned pale at this time.

Let's go, it's time to move your body.

It's all here, and the remaining ten kilometers shouldn't be too far, right?

Director Gou had some luck in his heart.

However, when Director Gou and his entourage came to Jiashan Village, the sky was a little dark.

Director Gou didn't know how he got here.

This road is too difficult to walk, walk a person is about to kneel down to the mountain god, there was a light rain here before, the road is wet and slippery, next to the cliff, maybe a foot will slide down, it is common to get to the foot.

If it weren't for a group of mountain people carrying sliding poles, Director Gou estimated that he would rather jump off the cliff than take another step after blisters on the soles of his feet.

The group of mountain people was the mountain people of Jiashan Village, Jia Kedao calculated the hexagram on a whim, and asked Zhao Tianliang to go to the village to inform him.

For the words of the Mingyang Daoist, the old and young masters of Jiashan Village all believed it, so a large group of young men went out with simple stretchers to make money.

This thing is the only one, and it is naturally slaughtered fiercely, although it is not as good as the big gold tooth, but two hundred yuan per person also makes the office director pay for it heartache.

When he arrived at Jiashan Village and drank a few sips of water, the spirit of the man with glasses became much better, so he was ready to let people lead him up the mountain without worrying about eating.

After a few words of persuasion, Director Gou instructed the head of Jiashan Village, who rushed to hear the news, to prepare a meal and wait for them to come back, well, this is naturally also to pay, the head of Jiashan Village does not have the slightest sense of serving the leader, if it is the leader of other departments, the village chief may not take money, and he may ask for the other party's head at some point.

But this religious bureau, hehe, don't mention it.

Seeing that the other party had brought benefits to Jiashan Village, the village chief arranged for a half-sized son to lead the way for them.

This kid is about twelve or thirteen years old, with a pair of smart eyes.

"Little brother, your surname, when was this old monarch temple built?"

The man with glasses took advantage of the free time to go out of the village and began to talk to the other party, although he knew that the Taoist priest of Laojun Guan went to the wholesale market of medicinal materials to sell the old ginseng, and also entrusted the auction company to auction and a series of details, but knowing that the other party could not be defeated in a hundred battles, it is always good to know more about the situation.

"I don't have a big name, a small name is a potato, Lao Junguan heard that he is an immortal cultivator. ”

In the case of the glasses man deliberately putting it close, the half-sized boy with the nickname Potato quickly fell, of course, it was probably because of the two hundred-dollar bills.

Immortals or anything, the man with glasses doesn't care at all, what he cares about is where the ginseng of Lao Junguan comes from.

However, after flipping through the clutter, the man with glasses determined that this Lao Shan's participation in Jiashan Village had nothing to do with it.

It seems that this Laojunguan should have found a forest ginseng field somewhere, which is troublesome, if the Taoist priest of Laojunguan is unwilling to say it, no one can find the land lightly.

In addition, since the Taoist priest of Laojunguan knew to go to market C to sell ginseng, he was not a short-sighted person, and it would be difficult to buy it cheaply with money.

Just when the man with glasses was thinking about it, he arrived at the foot of the mountain, and he could hear the sound of people from a distance, and when he got closer, he found that there was a construction site at the foot of the mountain, and a large number of workers were busy.

The shelves of an archway have been erected, and they are constantly being filled with mixed cement.

Even Director Gou felt a little inexplicable, and hurriedly sent someone to inquire, only to know that this was actually the archway built by Lao Junguan at the expense of the mountain.

As for the cost of this archway, everyone present is not a fool, and it is easy to estimate it.

It won't be less than three million!

Director Gou's heart turned slightly, and he forgot it.

Nima: Why is this old gentleman so rich? No one told me about it!

Director Gou's heart was bleeding at this time.

I knew that this old gentleman was so rich, and I would have come to inspect the work a long time ago, just like going to Lingyun Temple.

It's been six years, and it's a lot of good.

The advantage of sitting in this position is that even a person as smooth as the Kuzen monk of Lingyun Temple will not offend him lightly, so when he comes to inspect the work, he will more or less wrap a red envelope and take some local specialties to the director.