Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

He Dafu smiled and nodded, but he was thinking that after he got the 10,000 yuan, he might as well go to the neighboring village to gamble some more and make a difference!

Last time, after he incurred gambling debts while gambling in a neighboring village, he was forced to embezzle 200,000 yuan in public funds for renovation expenses.

Later, because of this incident, Aunt Li even made trouble in front of Fang Lin and asked Fang Lin to deal with him beautifully.

He promised well at that time that he would never gamble again. But now that I have money in hand, my thoughts are moving again.

To help Guo Qing handle this matter, Guo Qing promised to give him thirteen thousand yuan.

The day before yesterday, he lost all the three thousand yuan given by Guo Qingxian.

Now we are in a hurry to turn over the money!

He wished that Guo Qing would give him 10,000 yuan now, but he didn't dare to ask for it too arrogantly, so he had to endure it and wait until next week.

Just as the two were smoking and chatting, a figure flashed at the door, and Fang Lin stepped in.

"Why are Fang Lin here?" He Dafu trembled all over and felt his heartbeat pounding.

Fang Lin's prestige in Fenghuang Village is deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

He Dafu used to be a little scared when he saw Fang Lin, not to mention that he was even more scared now that he had done something wrong.

Guo Qing, however, didn't have much respect for Fang Lin. He was just a young man with two coins.

Guo Qing gently poked He Dafu with his arm and whispered: "Don't be afraid, he's just a ball."

He Dafu stabilized his mind and nodded imperceptibly.

Guo Qing stood up from his chair with a smile and greeted politely: "Director Fang, you are here!"

He Dafu also quickly stood up, nodded and greeted with a smile: "Good morning, village chief."

After Fang Lin glanced at He Dafu, he looked at Guo Qing calmly and asked, "How are you doing? Are you still used to staying here these days?"

Guo Qing said with a smile: "Habit, habit, it's just eating and sleeping all day, eating after sleeping, just to gain weight."

Fang Lin said: "Isn't it good to eat well and sleep well?

Why do you have to do something that is not on the table? "

Guo Qing was startled for a moment, his face changed slightly, and he asked, "Director Fang, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

However, He Dafu's legs could not help but tremble slightly, and he secretly thought something was wrong. Based on his understanding of Fang Lin, Fang Lin must have known something.

It’s just, shouldn’t it?

They did this very covertly, and there was no way it would reach Fang Lin's ears.

However, this did not prevent a feeling of panic from spreading in He Dafu's heart.

Fang Lin's face was calm, without any emotion or anger. He looked at He Dafu and said slowly: "Did you convince Uncle Gen last night?"

Uncle Gen's full name is Wang Yougen, and he is the leader of the fourth group.

There are four seven groups in Fenghuang Village. Wang Yougen and the other six group leaders are also members of the village committee.

Yesterday, He Dafu went to talk to Wang Yougen, but Wong Tai Sin overheard him.

He Dafu trembled all over, as if he was struck by lightning. He had no idea how Fang Lin knew about it.

Could it be that that old guy Wang Yougen leaked the news to Fang Lin?

Guo Qing also frowned and looked at He Dafu fiercely. He felt that He Dafu was really unreliable. Fang Lin could get a handle on such a small thing!

Just at this moment, Wang Yougen, the leader of the fourth group, walked into the yard. He was originally smiling and looked at the three of them in surprise. His expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and left.

"Stop!" Fang Lin suddenly turned around and said to Wang Yougen: "Uncle Gen, come here."

Wang Gen turned his head with a smile and said

: "Village Chief, what's the matter? I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach and want to go to the toilet."

Fang Lin pointed to the toilet in the yard and said, "Isn't there a toilet there?"

Wang Yougen blushed and said with a smile: "Village Chief, I'm not used to squatting now. I prefer sitting on my toilet."

Even though Fang Lin was holding back his anger at this moment, he was amused by Wang Yougen's excuse.

The older generation in the village all used dry toilets. It was not until the colored steel houses were built that several toilets and squat toilets were installed for everyone to use.

This Wang Yougen is a farmer of the older generation and is used to using toilets. I heard that his son always squats on the toilet to use it when he installs one for his family.

Now he was so flustered that he even said such words, and he was really scared to the extreme.

Fang Lin waved his hand and said: "If you want to go to the toilet, go. The village committee will be held in ten minutes. He Dafu, please inform the other village committee members.

Tell them that if anyone is late or absent, don’t blame me for not taking care of them in terms of business and welfare in the future. "

After saying that, Fang Lin walked towards the office.

The three people in the yard looked at each other and gathered together furtively.

Guo Qing glared at He Dafu: "How did you do it, and why did you let Fang Lin know about it?"

He Dafu looked at Wang Yougen, gritted his teeth and said: "Wang Yougen, your mouth is a funnel, right? I just told you what I agreed to last night, and you told Fang Lin right away?"

Wang Yougen looked stunned and said angrily: "What's going on? I haven't seen Fang Lin in the past two days. How come it's what I said? It's obviously your own problem!"

The three people looked at each other, suspicious of each other, but there was no evidence.

Guo Qing calmed down and thought: "Let's not scare ourselves. Maybe he doesn't know?"

recall

Just now, Fang Lin didn't mention anything specific.

He Dafu thought about it, and Fang Lin just said that Guo Qing could not do anything behind his back. Maybe he caught Guo Qing and did something else?

Even after thinking about it, I couldn't figure it out, but He Dafu still didn't dare to neglect Fang Lin's intention to hold a village committee.

After all, Fang Lin holds the edge of the pot and controls the economic artery of the entire village, and everyone points to Fang Lin for dinner.

Therefore, I called other village committee members on the spot.

In fact, he is also the leader of several other groups.

A village party secretary, a village director, a village accountant, and the leaders of seven groups.

This is the composition of the members of the Fenghuang Village Committee.

Soon, everyone arrived.

Everyone came to the office with their own thoughts.

Fang Lin was sitting behind his desk smoking, flipping through a popular science book.

Seeing several people coming in one after another, he raised his eyelids, pointed casually, and said: "Everyone, please sit down."

Several people sat down one after another, and someone handed Fang Lin a cigarette and said with a smile: "Fang Lin, smoke my uncle's cigarette. My son-in-law honored me a few days ago. It's a good smoke."

Fang Lin raised his head and looked at this person. He was the leader of a group. He had asked all the members of the village committee about Geng Defa and Guo Qing.

But Geng Defa was the first and only one who always said no to He Dafu and Guo Qing with righteous words.

If He Dafu hadn't begged Geng Defa not to tell Fang Lin about this matter based on his long-term relationship, I'm afraid Geng Defa would have told Fang Lin about it as soon as he saw Fang Lin.

But even so, Geng Defa took advantage of the opportunity to pass cigarettes to Fang Lin and made noises to Guo Qing and He Dafu. The meaning was obvious.

Those people have a problem.