In the apocalypse of natural disasters, ordinary people can still live wonderfully

The next day, the government sent someone.

On this day, Fenghuang Village once again welcomed more house viewing groups.

Rich and capable people who knew the news began to make arrangements in advance.

The village entrusted Taotao with full authority to receive the viewing group.

Taotao took accountant Yan Deyu and some members of the village committee through the village again and again.

Villas and buildings are like the cabbage in the vegetable market, they are selling like crazy.

The government officials arrived at around ten o'clock in the morning.

Just after seeing off the first wave of house-buying groups, and before the second wave took shape, two off-road jeeps drove into the village.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he was stopped by members of the security team.

"Hello, what do you do?" a member of the security team asked politely.

"Who are you? We are the staff sent by the government to deal with the relocation of refugees. Call your leaders!" The driver of the first car was extremely arrogant.

The one on duty today is the first team of the security team, and the captain is Li Huanyu.

Li Huanyu has been informed that people from the government may be coming in the next two days, and he must keep an eye on them and report them as soon as possible.

Although he knew that the government was coming, he was so arrogant that it still made Li Huanyu feel uncomfortable.

However, he reacted quickly and took out his walkie-talkie to call the village chief.

The village chief frowned after hearing this, but he and Gu Yuanwen, Wu Linxiao and Ouyang Sen drove a Hummer and quickly arrived at the entrance of the village.

Several people got out of the car and walked to the car. The village chief asked politely: "Hello, I am the chief of Fenghuang Village. I wonder which leader has been sent by the city?"

It was still the driver who spoke: "How can we trouble the leaders for such a trivial matter? My Mr. Li was entrusted by his uncle, the mayor, to come and see for himself."

The village chief was stunned, a trivial matter?

Gu Yuan and everyone looked at each other and chose to remain silent.

Seeing that a few people were silent, the driver's expression began to turn ugly: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Lead the way! My young master is still in a hurry to get back!"

The village chief glanced at Gu Yuan, who nodded.

The village chief stood up straight and said to the driver: "Then just follow our car."

After speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the Hummer.

The driver of the lead car snorted coldly, and followed after the Hummer walked away, with a calculating light in his eyes.

The three cars came all the way to the downstairs of the village committee. Gu Yuan got out of the car first, and then saw the driver of the first car trotting out of the car and opening the right rear door. A young man wearing shiny leather shoes, a crisp shirt and a suit Pants, down.

The young man glanced around with an arrogant expression, contempt flashing in his eyes.

The door of another car following behind him opened, and what came out was seven soldiers wearing special combat uniforms.

Ouyang Sen narrowed his eyes.

Gu Yuan glanced at Ouyang Sen. Ouyang Sen shook his head and said that he didn't know the origin of this young master.

It is better for the village chief to negotiate first.

In Fenghuang Village, although Gu Yuan is the secretary, the village chief is recognized by everyone as the head of the family. Gu Yuan never steals the limelight from the village chief on any occasion.

Moreover, the village chief himself has sufficient communication skills. In recent years, the village committee has long formed a negotiation model in which the village chief takes the lead and Gu Yuan provides support.

"This is Mayor Li's nephew, Mr. Li?" the village chief straightened his back and asked the young man in suits and ties with a calm expression.

The young man glanced at the village chief without saying anything, and finally his eyes fell on Gu Yuan's Hummer.

"Is this your car?" Mr. Li asked the village chief.

The village chief was stunned, glanced at Gu Yuan, and then said: "It's not mine, it's my village party secretary Gu Yuan's car."

The young man followed the village chief's gaze and looked at Gu Yuan: "The car is nice!"

The tone was full of praise.

Gu Yuan smiled politely: "Thank you."

A trace of anger flashed across Mr. Li's expression.

Wen Wu, who was standing behind Gu Yuan, glanced at Lin Xiao, and they both understood.

They are all foxes for thousands of years, but Young Master Li is still a bit immature when it comes to acting in front of them.

He was interested in the Gu family's car. He was waiting for Gu Yuan to take the initiative to offer it to him, but Gu Yuan didn't take it and was annoyed.

Wen and Wu are secretly poking and gearing up, what the hell!

Has the world changed? Do all kinds of brats dare to act like this?

Everyone could see Mr. Li's expression.

Mr. Li is really young, about 20 years old, and has not yet fully learned how to manage his expressions.

In other words, he doesn't need expression management, and there are a lot of people supporting him.

In other words, his emotional exposure is a method in itself.

But no matter which one it was, everyone accepted this sentiment, but said that it was completely unreasonable.

The village chief ignored Mr. Li's little mood and took him to the village committee office politely and enthusiastically.

The village committee office is on the second floor of this building, and the points room is on the first floor.

After what happened last time, the points room occupied the entire first floor.

The warehouse and office are completely separate, and the warehouse is usually locked.

There are no longer two people on duty in the office as in the past, but a group of 10 people is divided into two groups, and the group on duty always hangs eight items on their waists.

The gun is out of bullets, but the dagger is edged and the cuffs are polished. Anyone who wants to act rashly will no longer be in a situation where they can't fight.

The village committee on the second floor is also occupied.

Later village committee members expanded it several times, and each of the three residential houses has its own use.

One of them is a dedicated financial room.

In the past, this place mainly distributed points to the village's own employees every day, but now it has another important function, which is to sell houses.

The village chief brought Mr. Li and his party into one of the offices, and the guests and host sat down on the sofa.

The people he brought stood in every corner of the room. They looked professional at first glance. They guarded every angle in the room and could coordinate to rush out in case of an emergency.

There is only one black girl in the office.

After the black girl poured everyone a glass of boiling water, she sat down behind Gu Yuan, holding a laptop and preparing meeting minutes.

Mr. Li looked at the black girl a few more times.

He looked at her face, looked up and down her figure, and looked at the computer she was holding a few times. Finally, when the black girl put on her black-rimmed glasses and prepared to record, a look of disdain flashed in her eyes and she stopped staring. Look at the black girl.

Hei Niu has endured too much of this kind of scrutinizing gaze since she became Gu Yuan's secretary.

So she let Mr. Li look at her without changing her expression, and she only looked like she was doing business.

Mr. Li's gaze was so unscrupulous that no one could ignore it even if they wanted to.

Gu Yuan frowned fiercely, and the village chief also had disdain in his eyes.

The village chief spoke first: "Is Mr. Li here on behalf of the municipal government this time?"

Mr. Li looked proud: "Yes, my uncle said that all the refugees in Phoenix City will be moved to this Phoenix Village. He sent me to say hello to you. You should quickly prepare to receive them."

The village chief was stunned: "Accept it? How can we accept it? Will the city government not support it?"

Mr. Li was even more stunned: "Support? What support do you want?"