The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

Old Sun reached out to take the blueprint and glanced at it casually. He originally just wanted to find a way out.

"Great! I never thought it could be designed this way. Why didn't I think of it?"

Unexpectedly, I couldn't stop watching. The more I watched, the more excited I became. When I saw something fascinated, I couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

After a long time, he returned the drawings to Cheng Lao Er reluctantly. His face no longer had the coldness that just kept people at a distance. Instead, he looked high-spirited and eager to try.

"Which master designed this blueprint? It's really ingenious, but this hut is built indoors, doesn't it stink?"

Old Sun was very interested in the courtyard design of the house on the blueprint. If the house was built in this way, the living comfort and artistic appearance would far exceed other types of buildings.

People who build houses all know something about Feng Shui, and this courtyard-style building is also the best building in Feng Shui.

Just looking at the blueprints made his blood boil. He could imagine how magnificent it would be after it was built, and he couldn't wait to get involved in it right away.

From what Yuan Ruru said, they plan to build several streets of such houses. It can be seen that the workload is huge and the income must be very considerable. Maybe his family will be able to live in such a comfortable house one day.

"This blueprint was given to me by my third brother. I don't know who designed it."

Yuan Ruzhu watched the excited Old Sun from the side and instantly felt relieved.

"How about it, Master Sun, are you interested in joining us for a big fight?"

This time, Old Sun did not refuse. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you for looking up to an old man like me. If I refuse again, it would be inhumane. When will it start?"

Cheng Lao Er and Butler Yuan looked at each other and smiled knowingly. This is it!

"How about tomorrow? Today we need to find more craftsmen."

Cheng Lao Er asked tentatively.

"Can!"

Old Sun answered with satisfaction, then frowned and thought of something, and hesitated for a moment.

"Since you still need manpower, I still have a few unpromising disciples. Can you let them try too?"

"Of course you can. The apprentices brought up by the seniors must be good."

"Eh...! It's just average, half-baked."

Old Sun waved his hand modestly, but his face showed a look of pride.

"Do they live here too? Why don't we take them there and ask them if they're willing?"

Cheng Laoer glanced at the shacks around him.

"If they don't want to, they don't have to stay here. You guys go and do your work. Don't worry about them. I will bring them with me tomorrow. By the way, where will we find you?"

"Well, let's meet at the gate of the county government tomorrow morning. It will be safer to meet there. If there are other people who are suitable for odd jobs, you can bring them all over. Senior, we trust the people you think are suitable."

Old Sun stroked his gray beard and nodded, feeling very pleased with Cheng Lao Er's flattery.

I also started to think seriously about which people are suitable to bring over. I don't want those who are cunning and deceitful. Bringing such people over will not only ruin my reputation, but also drag down everyone's progress.

After the group said goodbye to Old Sun, Yuan Ruru took them to visit several famous craftsmen.

The disaster had just passed, and those wealthy businessmen had not returned yet. Ordinary people couldn’t even afford to eat, let alone build houses.

No one was building houses, so the craftsmen had nothing to do. They were all unemployed at home, sighing and planning to find another way out, but today a group of people came and asked them to go to work tomorrow. This was simply a godsend, and everyone agreed without hesitation.

They happily walked out of the house to share the good news with relatives and friends. Half a day later, the entire circle of craftsmen learned about the news and went to the county government to verify the authenticity of the news.

Cheng Laoer and his companions had just returned to the inn to rest after being tired for half a day when the yamen runners came to their door.

"Second Master Cheng, this afternoon, many people came to the county government office one after another, all to inquire about job recruitment information. The county magistrate asked you to go over there."

"Thank you, brother. This is just a small gift. Use it to buy a glass of wine."

Cheng Lao Er took out a dime and secretly slipped it into the hand of the leading yamen runner. After all, he had been working in the restaurant for a few years, so he knew that it was easy to meet the King of Hell but difficult to deal with little ghosts.

There will be more dealings with yamen runners in the future, so there is no harm in giving them some silver to make friends with them. On the contrary, a little favor at the right time can bring unexpected surprises.

The yamen runner pinched the silver in his hand, which was about one or two taels, which was more than his monthly salary of 800 wen. He thought to himself that Cheng Lao Er was quite sensible, but he did not show it on his face.

"Mr. Cheng, you are too polite. If you have any problem in the future that I can help with, you can come to the county government office to find me, Yan Xin."

Cheng Laoer was also a smart guy. Since the other party had already set up the ladder, he just took advantage of it and climbed up the ladder.

Before they even arrived at the county government office, the two of them were already arm in arm, calling each other brothers.

I could only see the group of people behind me staring in astonishment, feeling inferior to me.

The usually deserted entrance to the county government office was unusually lively today.

Looking around, there are crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, and it is very lively.

People were either sitting or standing, in groups of three or alone, some were whispering to each other, some were talking loudly, looking around proudly.

The arrival of Cheng Laoer and his group did not attract their attention because they were dressed no differently from everyone else.

"Make way, make way, let us pass!"

The street in front of the county government office was blocked to the point of impassability. Even when people saw the bailiffs coming, they were unwilling to make way for them, thinking that they were seeking death by abusing their power to bring their relatives in through the back door.

"Why are you pushing so hard? Do you understand the principle of first come first served? New here, please stand in the back and wait for me! If you push me again, I will let you know how powerful my fist is."

A tall and mighty man with a full beard waved his fist as big as a sandbag fiercely and threatened.

"You are so stupid! He is your boss. If you don't let him in, it will be useless to wait here until dawn!"

The bailiff Yan Xin was being deliberately pushed out. He was extremely speechless and his eyes were about to roll to the sky.

"Don't try to fool us. This kid is wearing even rags than me. If he were the boss, I, Wei Batian, would be the richest man in Pingyang County."

"Brother, if you have ambition and work hard, this dream is not impossible to achieve."

Cheng Laoer didn't expect that his group of people would be blocked from the door because of their clothes. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Um...haha, thank you very much, thank you very much! Thanks for your good words!"

Wei Batian didn't expect that even though he treated him so harshly, this little brother was not angry with him and even encouraged him. He couldn't help blushing. He scratched his head awkwardly and moved aside to make way.

"Brother, I think you are a nice person, why don't you go first?"

At this time, the door of the county government office opened from the inside, and the county magistrate Yuan Qingping and the housekeeper Yuan Ruru came out, and the crowd suddenly became agitated.

"What's going on? Didn't we ask Yan Xin to invite Cheng Lao Er? Why hasn't he arrived after such a long time?"

Yuan Qingping looked at the growing crowd and was given a headache by the noise. He frowned and asked the housekeeper.

Yuan Ruru was also a little puzzled. The inn where Cheng Laoer was staying was less than a mile away from here. Logically, he should have arrived long ago. Could it be that he was stopped on the road?

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood on tiptoe and looked up at the crowd. Finally, in the center facing the gate, he saw a group of people who were squeezed with grimace and hideous faces.

"Hey, what are you doing? The owner is about to be crushed by you, why don't you move aside quickly?"