Rural Shennong

Those onlookers were chatting.

"Who is this Lord Ping?"

"I don't know, but that very handsome man is Master Hua. I've heard that he is the most powerful person in Fuhua District now."

"Ah, then Master Ping is Master Hua's elder brother? Isn't he even more awesome?"

"This kind of big man usually doesn't show his mountains and dews, and the surname Wei has also been kicked to the iron plate."

The discussion outside stopped abruptly as the car door was closed tightly.

Only then did Ren Shuyi recover from the shock.

She lowered her head and put her hands on her knees calmly: "Ping, Master Ping, I didn't know you were so powerful in the city. I caused you trouble."

She also noticed just now that Chen Ping is not only powerful in Tangpu Village, but also a great figure in the city. Even a powerful force like the Jackal Gang is like an ant in front of Chen Ping.

People at the bottom of society like Ren Shuyi couldn't imagine what kind of height Chen Ping had reached.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Aunt Ren, what are you doing?"

"You are still the same as before, just call me Aping."

"My uncle has never seen me outside."

When getting into the car, Ren Shuyi's body was still a little stiff.

After listening to Chen Ping's words, Ren Shuyi relaxed: "Ping, are we going back to the village?"

Chen Ping nodded: "I plan to go back to the village."

"But before returning to the village, I want to arrange your work first!"

Ren Shuyi looked confused and said, "Arrange work?"

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An hour later, Chen Ping took Ren Shuyi to Tangpu Village.

He arranged for Ren Shuyi to work as a cleaner in the milk factory. After completing the entry procedures, she can go to work tomorrow.

Sweeping the streets in the city, Ren Shuyi earns very little. She is still a temporary worker with a monthly salary of 1500 without even a bonus.

Now working as a cleaner in a milk factory, not only is the work much easier, but also the basic salary is 3500, five social insurances and one housing fund are paid, and there is a perfect attendance bonus at the end of the month.

Back in the village, Chen Ping put Ren Shuyi at the door of their house, and went back to start planning the industrial layout.

In the past few days, Ge Cuifen secretly reported to Chen Ping that Chen Ping had a list of villagers who secretly planned to sell their land.

Chen Ping held Miao Runlian in his arms, looked at the list in his hand, and could already know it in his heart: "Oh, these people are quite cautious!"

Living in a village, they are all folks who know the basics.

Wang Xiaowei and Li Xianjin didn't win over Chen Ping's hardcore supporters.

Miao Runlian arched into Chen Ping's arms, and changed into a comfortable posture: "Fortunately, my third uncle didn't expose his relationship with me."

"Either Wang Xiaowei and the others wouldn't even win him over, and we'd still be kept in the dark."

Chen Ping put down the list: "Most of the villagers are ready to betray me and sell their land, and the rest are following me wholeheartedly."

"I'll call them tonight, it's time to make preparations in advance."

That night, Chen Ping secretly visited more than a dozen villagers, and led them to transfer the village's property overnight.

All kinds of livestock were driven out of the farms and sent to Shibaguai Village.

The top-grade Artemisia annua on the mountain and the top-quality vegetables in the field are also picked as soon as they can be picked, and sent to the warehouse prepared in advance in Yuncheng for storage.

It's not that no one noticed such a big move, and some people guessed Chen Ping's intentions, but no one reported to Yang Hanye in advance.

They just want to sell the land to Yang Hanye's development company, get a sum of money, and live a good life for the people in the city, and they are not Yang Hanye's henchmen.

Two days later, when Chen Ping had almost transferred the property in the village, Gong Tiecheng sent Chen Ping an important piece of information.

"A Ping, those people in the village who are well connected are going to call a meeting of all the villagers to vote tomorrow."

Chen Ping looked at Gong Tiecheng who was full of worry, and patted him on the shoulder: "Uncle San, you don't have to be afraid of them making a surprise attack."

"Don't worry, even if Tangpu Village is flattened, we still have a way out!"

The asphalt road in Shibaguai Village has been paved, but the guardrails on the roadside have not been fully installed. The transportation conditions are no longer a problem that troubles Chen Ping.

Early the next morning, as soon as Chen Ping had finished his breakfast, he heard the loudspeakers in the village sounding.

"Attention all the villagers, gather at the village committee at eight o'clock, and the whole village will hold a meeting."

It stands to reason that eight o'clock is the time for work at Happy Farm.

Chen Ping didn't mind wasting some of his work time holding a village meeting.

But now that no one has notified him that they will be absent from work for a meeting, Chen Ping is completely disappointed in these villagers.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping took Miao Runlian's hand and walked out of the house.

As soon as he went out, he saw a dozen villagers rushing over.

Ren Shuyi and her husband Lin Yougui took the lead.

"Boss, did you notify me of the meeting?"

"What's the matter? There is a meeting at this time, so you don't have to go to work today?"

"I haven't been notified in advance!"

These villagers are all surrounded by Chen Ping's die-hard supporters, and they don't know that other villagers have secretly arranged to sell their land.

Chen Ping was very relieved that after staying in Tangpu Village for such a long time, it warmed the hearts of some people, not everyone was a white-eyed wolf.

He pressed his hand: "Don't ask me, big guy, we'll find out at the village committee."

Before eight o'clock, the villagers had already gathered at the gate of the village committee.

Wang Xiaowei, who was standing on the steps, saw Chen Ping in the crowd, his eyes a little dodged, but thinking of the future benefits, he immediately hardened his mind.

"Fathers and folks, today I summoned you to discuss the relocation and sale of land with you."

Hearing this, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"Sell the land? To whom?"

"Isn't it going to be sold to a development company?"

"What's the situation, why don't I know?"

"It's strange, don't you find that many people are not surprised?"

Hearing this, the exclamation and uproar quickly quieted down, and a strange atmosphere appeared at the scene.

Wang Xiaowei coughed twice: "I got a piece of news a few days ago that the developer is willing to raise the compensation to 50."

"So I contacted some folks and wanted to ask most people what they think."

"It turned out that most people agreed to sell the land."

Seeing in the picture, Wang Xiaowei already had the chance to win, and finally showed his hole card brazenly.

Those villagers who didn't get the news were dumbfounded.

Ren Shuyi came back to her senses, and asked incredulously, "Xiaowei, what do you mean by that?"

"Don't you know that our boss has a lot of business in the city, and they all rely on the agricultural products produced in our village?"

Her husband also said Lin Yougui angrily: "Wang Xiaowei, you have enough conscience, are you worthy of the boss for doing this?"

He pointed at Wang Xiaowei and cursed, then walked up the steps, and shouted to the villagers: "Everyone is talking, if the boss didn't lead us to get rich, where would we be today?"

"We can't forget our roots, can we?"

Lin Yougui thought that after he said this, all the villagers would definitely agree with him.

I never thought that only a few people echoed, and most people remained silent.

The few villagers who echoed their voices also gradually shut their mouths.