flstandardbreds Chapter 173 Variety Show Migrant Worker Father 13
Chapter 173 Variety Show Migrant Worker Father 13
After the call was hung up, the drone hovered above Lieutenant General Jing Yuan's head and flew all the way to the bedroom on the second floor.
I symbolically lay down on the bed, covered myself with the quilt, and the room darkened, and the day's live broadcast was over.
After a while, cheers were heard from the courtyard.
The way young people celebrate getting off work is so simple and straightforward.
With the help of the flashlight from his mobile phone, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan put on his slippers and quickly walked into the yard.
"Uncle Jing, your cooking skills are amazing. I hope I can eat the strawberries you grow next time I come."
Dong Erjie greeted with a smile and a playful tone.
Tsk, this is after get off work, I can completely let my nature go.
"Okay, eat whatever you want."
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan said this as he shook hands and said goodbye to each member of the program crew.
"Be careful on the road."
"Uncle Jing, we're leaving. See you at the end of the month."
"Goodbye Uncle Jing."
Watching the car turn onto the provincial road, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan hurriedly called his teammates.
"003, are you there? How is the online public opinion supervision going?"
【I'll do the work, don't worry! 】
"Malicious slanderous remarks and deliberate incitement of netizens to compare Xiao En and the male lead should be blocked and restricted.
It’s okay to post some garbage text, just keep it to yourself, but don’t disgust the ordinary people like me who work hard and live diligently.
[Ding——, got it. ]
"That's good to know. Oh, 003, do a full scan to see if there are any extra surveillance devices in the house.
Defenses can not do without! "
[Beep——, scanning completed. There is a surveillance camera left on the outer wall of the second-floor balcony.]
“Okay, 003, you’re busy.
Spring cleaning tomorrow morning!
I've been so tense all day, I feel so sleepy. "
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan slept soundly.
In a luxurious villa in H City, on a 3-meter-wide bed, the male protagonist Gu Jingcheng lit a cigarette, listened to the report from his subordinates on the phone, pinched his brows, and was not in a very good mood.
Put out the cigarette butt.
"Jing Shang, your ancestors were landlords, huh! Interesting."
Su Mingxi sat up with a moan, then snuggled into Gu Jingcheng's arms.
"What's wrong, Cheng? You don't seem very happy."
"Be good! It's okay." He said as he kissed the ends of his beloved's hair comfortingly.
"I just heard you mention Jing Shang, did something happen?
The uncle and aunt have never been very satisfied with Jing Shang. I wonder if they will change their minds after Jing Shang's father appears on camera?"
"Little darling, stop worrying about your cousin. Your cousin has a good eye and picked a blue chip stock.
The Jing family can sell 100 gold bars at a time, so they have a lot of wealth.
A house worth 600 million yuan can be bought just by saying so! "
"Ah? Didn't Jing Shang come from a poor mountain village? Where did he get so many gold bars?"
"It's inherited from our ancestors!
If one's ancestors were big landlords, it's not surprising to have gold bars.
It’s a pity that the previous plan may be shelved.
The press release comparing us and Su Mingyue was sent out, but it has not received much attention.
I'm afraid I can't let you be proud in front of your cousin."
"Hehe... say it again, I like what you said..."
The temperature in the room gradually rose, and Su Mingxi felt as if he had lost something important.
As the sun rises and the moon sets, and roosters crow, a new day officially arrives.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan came to the village chief's house early in the morning, carrying a pot of rice wine.
Upon hearing the purpose of the visit, the village chief's eyes narrowed into slits with joy.
He immediately started shouting on the loudspeaker, and after breakfast, he arrived at the east end of the village for a meeting at 8:30 sharp. There was something good to discuss.
Because of the interests, the land transfer mobilization conference was very successful.
I can get two salaries a year, so I'd rather waste my time there. Only a fool would disagree.
Besides, Jing Yuan is from this village. He wants to plant fruit trees, not build a garbage disposal plant.
To take care of the orchard, you definitely need to hire people nearby to do the work.
It's hard to find a good thing even with a lantern. If you don't agree, what will you do if no one hires you to work?
Both parties were happy to sign the contract, and after the village committee, brigade and township government stamped their seals in turn, a land contract for 70 acres of mountain land with a maximum term of years was signed.
Next, I went to the forestry department to apply for a forestry use permit.
30 yuan per mu per year, with a premium of 3 yuan every three years.
The money will be paid every three years.
There was almost no profit in the first two years, and after adding up all the expenses, the initial investment would be at least one million.
It’s not cheap when you calculate it this way.
Fortunately, the land contract fee will be paid after three years.
The contract can be terminated at any time in the event of bankruptcy, and there is no penalty for breach of contract.
The policy is quite powerful.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan spent a fortune on small orchard excavators, buying four at once at a price of RMB 1.5.
Next, throughout September, Jing Dayong, his cousin's eldest son Jing Dagang, the village chief's youngest son Jing Weiming, and Lieutenant General Jing Yuan, the four of them started working frantically in digging mode.
Dig trees, dig roads, dig ditches, dig holes, turn the soil, and level the earth.
It was agreed that after the land was leveled, each person would receive 1 yuan as a reward for their hard work.
The three people cherished the opportunity to work near their home and worked very hard.
Lieutenant General Jing Yuan watched from the side and nodded secretly. These three people could be developed into younger brothers.
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