"Yesterday you and Jianwei went shopping, I talked to your brother, your brother said that while the popularity of the mountain temple has not decreased, we will operate it well, develop this place, and make a scenic spot. Wen Shuo said. "This Manager Liu is the manager of a cultural and creative company that your brother knows in Beijing, and has done the development of many scenic spots, our main thing is this mountain temple, and other things are mostly the same, this Manager Liu communicated yesterday, and agreed to it, originally your brother said that he went to the capital today to sign the contract first, and then went to New Zealand, but now that this is happening, it is better to get it early. ”

"If you make this a scenic spot, will it affect Jianwei, what should he do if he is unhappy?" Wen Muwei said worriedly. "He's going to practice here. ”

When Wen Muwei heard this, her first reaction was to affect Zhang Jianwei.

"Make it a scenic spot, specially managed, and the small door behind the mountain temple, Jianwei will not be disturbed. Wen Shuo said with a smile. "And when the time comes, there will always be fewer people than now, and there will be more order, which is a good thing. ”

Wen Muwei felt that what Wen Shuo said made sense, and felt that something was wrong, so she thought about it for a while, but didn't come up with anything.

"Isn't the road here very easy to walk, it costs a lot of money to make a scenic spot, can it be drawn?" Wen Muwei glanced at the road where the mine was pulled before, and there was a piece of dust in front of her, the scenery was very good, but the traffic was really inconvenient.

"It doesn't cost much money to do this, we can pave it with stones first, and first improve the things near the mountain temple, and take our time. Wen Shuo smiled. "Our mountain gods have spirits, and on this point, as long as the scenic spot develops, there is no worry that no one will come. ”

"When I go back, let's discuss it with Jianwei. ”

"Good. Wen Shuo glanced at Wen Muwei with a smile and nodded.

The two soon arrived at the temple.

As soon as he got out of the car, all kinds of strange smells were mixed together, and there were people in front of him shouting and scolding, Zhang Jianwei also stood aside and watched, Wen Shuo took three steps and made two steps, and ran over.

The side was full of people watching the excitement, all of whom came to the temple from afar, watching happily one by one, and some of them were still holding mobile phones to take pictures.

"What's wrong?" Wen Shuo saw that it was Foreman Zhao who led a group of people and a group of villagers to confront each other.

"Let's let them move the place, and they'll start spilling!" Foreman Zhao reported when he saw Wen Shuo coming.

"How do you speak, what do you mean by Sapo, we set up a stall to hinder you from doing anything, driving us to the side one by one like chickens, why! This mountain temple is built by you, but this incense picking mountain is not your family, what do I like to do, can you control it!?" A person who looked like an aunt stood at the front of the crowd, holding a large spoon in his hand, which seemed to be used to beat soy milk, which would be held in his hand like a sword.

"Jianwei, are you okay. Wen Muwei stood beside Zhang Jianwei and asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine. ”

"Yes, this Xiangshan Mountain belongs to the state, but look at you, what has become of this land, this is a mountain temple, not a vegetable market, you are pouring sewage on the ground one by one, is there such a thing, I will add garbage to the door for you, are you willing!" Foreman Zhao tried to restrain himself.

"I'm willing to pour, I didn't pour at your doorstep, I poured Xiangshan, what's the matter with you, you are a foreigner, what face do you have to give me this horn. A young man shouted from the crowd.

"What are you talking about?" Foreman Zhao also couldn't help but scold in the crowd on Foreman Zhao's side.

"Damn, I'll just talk about you, where did you come from, go back, don't call in our territory. ”

"Say it again!"

Those who work on the construction site are generally more restrained, causing trouble, the boss solves it, it is okay, it can't be solved, and finally it has to fall on the workers, but everyone has a little temper, which will shout up, once a person is angry, the people around him will be angry.

"What are you arguing about. Wen Shuo opened his mouth to stop the people on his side first. "Disperse first, go pick up the garbage. ”

"Mr. Wen!" Foreman Zhao said a little anxiously.

"It's fine. Wen Shuo blackened his face and took his own people out first.

Someone has to take a step back in this matter.

"Everyone, this temple is built by me, I don't want you to do business, you see, this mountain god land manifests, only to get out this sea of flowers, you don't look at my face, always have to look at the mountain god land, just move the stall, don't stain the façade of the mountain god land, this side of the open space, whatever you put is always enough, I will let the workers take a few big plastic bags, you throw the garbage into plastic bags, we go to pour, take a step back, everyone is good." Wen Shuo stood in front of everyone and spoke.

It is neither humble nor arrogant, and there is indeed a reason for each of them, but now is the time to give it a convenience.

"What kind of jb are you, what kind of face do you give you, why didn't you bosses give us face when you were mining in Xiangshan, look at what this mountain has become. A middle-aged man rushed out of the crowd and stood at the front, almost pointing at Wen Shuo and scolding. "Do you think that if you build a temple and get some flowers, you will be the manifestation of the mountain god, and you MD mountain god, aren't you just planning to coax some outsiders and cheat some money, if this bullshit mountain god appears, TM will be the first to kill you miners. ”

"That's it, what age, what about the mountain god, what about the mountain fart, the mountain god, what has become of TM's incense picking mountain, there is a mountain god, and TM has already died. ”

There was a person next to him who interjected, but as soon as the words fell, there was a crisp snap.

Suddenly, five finger prints appeared on the man's face.

The man was confused, the people present were also confused, and Wen Shuo was even more confused.

"It's not me. Wen Shuo subconsciously retorted first.

"You dare to do it!" Someone behind the middle-aged man couldn't see ahead, but when he heard the sound of beating, he was about to rush forward.

"Smack!" was another crisp slap.

The crowd fell into complete silence.

Zhang Jianwei was the only one among them who could see clearly what was happening.

When these two groups were confronting each other, Wang Xin, who loved to join in the fun, floated next to him early in the morning.

Although the garbage made by these people looks uncomfortable, it is already good compared to the scarred appearance of the entire Caixiang Mountain, and a little earlier, Wang Xin and Zhang Jianwei had already discussed and prepared to give those people a dream, and the two of them didn't plan to do anything, just to see the excitement.

Later, the two groups quarreled, and Wang Xin wanted to get in front of the person in front, but was caught by Le Xi, who didn't know where to appear.

Then the man in the back got dirty.

It's okay to say something else, but I scolded the mountain god.

The main thing is that the previous Yamagami Rakusho, is indeed dead.

This term of the mountain god Lexi is not doing very well now.

On the spot, Le Xi's face turned black.