Rural Shennong

Lin Yougui stopped in his tracks with a complicated look on his face.

He knew what Li Xianjin was going to say.

As expected, Li Xianjin begged: "Can you help our folks and send a letter to Chen... to the boss."

"We want to follow him too."

Lin Yougui said indifferently: "You all have the boss's phone number too? Why do you ask me to contact you?"

Li Xianjin laughed twice: "Didn't our group have a little misunderstanding with the boss before, I'm a little embarrassed, so..."

Lin Yougui waved his hand and interrupted him: "Not ours, it's yours."

"When you were eating inside and outside, why didn't you expect today?"

"You are embarrassed to say it, but I am embarrassed to say it? Since you have chosen this road, whether it is Yangguan Road or the single-plank bridge, you can go on your own. We are no longer the same way."

Li Jinjin was ashamed and annoyed, and he regretted it to death.

It's not that they haven't contacted Chen Ping.

But Chen Ping has already blocked the phone numbers of these villagers, and also set up not to answer calls from strangers, so they can't be contacted at all.

If I had known this earlier, who the hell would betray Chen Ping if he had a brain twitch.

After being slapped in the face with such a big slap, everyone's faces were very ugly.

"What the hell, why don't you go to flatter Chen Ping's stinky feet?"

"That is, when our compensation of 30 yuan comes down, it will be a hundred times better than him as a stinky worker."

"Hey, hurry up and move. It will be demolished in a while. If you don't move, the house will be leveled by bulldozers."

Chen Ping did not forgive them, and these villagers could only go to the dark one by one.

After using the demolition funds and compensation funds to buy a house in the city, each household has no spare money, and doing business by themselves is a dream.

Without arable land, villagers can only choose to find jobs in the city.

But reality hit them hard again.

A good job in the city requires education and skills, and the villagers only have the strength of their arms.

They can't do anything except go to the construction site to move bricks, work as loaders, or go to the restaurant to wash dishes and wash dishes.

Not to mention the backache and backache from being tired every day, the salary is far from what Chen Ping gave, and the five social insurances and one housing fund are even more unnecessary.

Wang Xiaowei is also not doing well. The newly bought house is very small, and he dare not go back to the village to move his property, for fear of being blocked by the villagers.

His family complained and scolded him every day.

Three days later, Wang Xiaowei couldn't bear it any longer. He drove a tricycle alone and sneaked back to the village in the middle of the night.

As soon as he got out of the car and walked into the yard, he heard a burst of dense footsteps.

Wang Xiaowei's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to run, but the door was already blocked by ambushing villagers.

"Son of a bitch, I knew you were coming back."

"Wang Xiaowei, why don't you hide?"

"You said, did you take the benefits of the development company long ago, and that's why you hurt us so much?"

Wang Xiaowei looked at the furious villagers, his legs trembling: "I didn't, and I didn't know that the development company was so dishonest."

"If I had known this earlier, they would have promised me 100 million, and I would not have agreed."

The villagers have been full of resentment for a while, so they won't listen to his explanation.

"I'm going to Nima!"

"Kill this bastard!"

Wang Xiaowei hugged his head and screamed repeatedly from the beating.

The villagers' beating not only made Wang Xiaowei feel unbearable pain, but also gave him an inexplicable relief.

Thinking of how he had neglected righteousness for profit and ended up like this, he wanted to beat himself to death.

After the villagers dispersed, Wang Xiaowei, with a bruised nose and swollen face, limped onto the tricycle, with an emotion called madness flickering in his eyes.

In the evening of the next day, as soon as Yang Hanye's motorcade drove out of the development company, he was horrified to see a tricycle rushing towards him like crazy.

"Dangdang!"

The tricycle hitting his luxury car was like hitting a stone with a pebble, but it still surprised Yang Hanye in the car.

His bodyguard moved quickly, and immediately got out of the car and held down Wang Xiaowei who was driving a tricycle.

Wang Xiaowei, who was trampled on the ground, raised his head and cursed: "Yang, you lied to me, your whole family will die!"

Yang Hanye rolled down the car window and gave him a cold look: "Fuck, even a stinky farmer dares to curse Ben Shao."

"Break his legs and throw him away."

Wang Xiaowei's leg was broken, and he screamed in pain immediately, and passed out.

Many people who came to the development company to work saw this scene.

"what's going on?"

"It should be someone from Tangpu Village who asked Young Master Yang for money."

"Smudged legs!"

These people are all optimistic about Tangpu New District and came to Yang Hanye to seek cooperation.

The news that Tangpu Village has been included in the expansion of the urban area has been out for quite a while, and many big bosses want to participate in the development project of the Yang family and get a share of it.

Yang Hanye was also greedy, these people gave him money.

But his development company had just been established, and the original purpose was to destroy Chen Ping's foundation, and there was not even a shadow of the development project.

These big bosses are not easy to be fooled. They will give him money if they talk about it.

There are also some Lingnan business elites who saw through the nature of Yang Hanye, a development company, and did not act rashly.

The Duchess Club has a small gathering, and many people are talking about Tangpu Village right now.

"Isn't the Yang family's desperate plan too ruthless? In order to dig out Chen Ping's roots, they even resorted to expanding the city."

"It's normal. The Yang family and Chen Ping are already immortal. If Tangpu Village is not abolished, the Yang family can still watch Chen Ping continue to grow?"

"Without those top-quality raw materials, our lives will be difficult in the future!"

"Don't tell me, I'm used to drinking top-quality wine. I'll stock up some more tomorrow, so I won't be able to drink it later."

Ninety-nine out of ten people thought that Chen Ping was doomed this time.

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Duan Cuihua, the owner of the Duchess Club, turned to Wang Fang and said, "Mr. Wang, your husband seems to be very mean to Mr. Ping!"

Seeing Sun Bochu chatting enthusiastically with those people, Wang Fang said disdainfully: "He is not my husband, I have already left him!"

"This kind of idiot is short-sighted and can't see the future at all."

Duan Cuihua raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Wang is optimistic about Master Ping's future?"

Wang Fang nodded: "Of course, I'm just living with Master Ping. If he falls, I won't feel better."

"Mr. Duan, you have a very close cooperative relationship with Master Ping, right? You don't like him either?"

Duan Cuihua smiled and said: "I am also optimistic about him, because he has never lost!"

Wang Fang and Duan Cuihua are just exceptions, not all Chen Ping's allies have full confidence in him.

The Lei family was very worried that Chen Ping would not be able to pass this test.

As one of Chen Ping's most important allies, Chen Ping is of course obliged to reassure the Lei family.

Not long after receiving Lei Luan's call, he rushed to Lei Mansion.