Female President's Ace Soldier

"The thing is like this - the company wants to build a large-scale farmhouse leisure place in Xiaoliang Village, and it fell in love with an old man's two-acre fish pond. Mr. Ye wanted to include the two-acre fish pond in the scope of land acquisition; but the old man heard that We are the queens of Chunhui Company, so we set the price on the ground and asked for 1000 million yuan in compensation."

After hearing the order, Qian Xiaole straight to the point and explained the problem that caused Ye Qingcheng a headache.

"Understood, Mr. Ye asked me to scare that old man today, so that he would give up the two acres of fish pond to Chunhui Company."

Manager Qian spoke seriously, but Ma Minghui's answer was cynical.

Ye Qingcheng immediately turned his face to the side and criticized fiercely, "You think Chunhui Company is a gangster? Who said he would hand over the fish pond to us?!"

"Hehe—that's why Mr. Ye doesn't want to give 1000 million!"

"I'm not a big-headed ghost, of course I don't want to give so much! Ma Minghui, you bastard, do you still belong to Chunhui Company? Why do I always feel that you are turning your arm outward?!" Hearing Ma Minghui's words, Ye I almost didn't rush out this month's aunt.

"Of course I belong to Chunhui Company. The whole world can learn from my heart." Ma Minghui raised his hand and swore an oath.

Ye Qingcheng glared at him and said, "That's enough! Tell the old man directly in a while that we will pay up to 80 yuan in compensation. If you can't handle this matter, don't go back to the company today."

In Liangjia Village, the old man who owns two acres of flowing fishponds is called Liang Desheng. He is in his 50s this year. He was widowed in middle age and never remarried. Everyone in the village calls him Lao Liangtou.

Old Liangtou has a 30-year-old son, Liang Tiezhu, who opened a Chinese restaurant in Donghai, and he seldom returns to the village once a year; so for a long time, Lao Liangtou lived alone in a two-storey small ocean house in the east of the village. building.

Because he lived alone these years, he gradually developed a withdrawn character, and he hardly interacted with the people in the village; he only pinned his infatuation on the fish fry in the two acres of fish ponds. .

"Mr. Ye, do you want to call Village Chief Liang when we go to Lao Liangtou's house later?"

The car had already entered the border of Fenggu Town, and two kilometers of dirt road would lead to Liangjia Village. Qian Xiaole held the steering wheel and asked a question in a nonchalant manner.

"Don't call him, that old guy won't talk about sex, and he always wants me to give him favors."

After having dealt with village head Liang twice, Ye Qingcheng had a very bad impression of him.

"A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. In the village, the village head is the boss. Mr. Ye, you should still buy a cigarette for village head Liang, then call him up, and ask him to help us plead with the fish pond owner. It's not that tricky anymore."

What Ma Minghui said was very reasonable and insightful, but Ye Qingcheng didn't listen to it, and directly pouted and said, "I won't do things like meat buns beating dogs, and there will be no return!"

"Could it be that Mr. Ye is still reluctant to part with a pack of cigarettes?"

"You're right, save as much as you can!

Ma Minghui was speechless for a moment, and could only cry inwardly: "Women, you are so stingy, this is not a good thing!"
Five minutes later, the Ford off-road vehicle passed through a street lined with low bungalows, and finally stopped at the gate of a courtyard surrounded by red brick walls.

Seeing that there was no padlock on the big iron gate of the yard, Manager Qian honked the car horn twice, and then shouted loudly, "Uncle Liang, are you at home? I'm Qian Xiaole, and I'm looking for you again Please, please open the door."

"Wang Wang Wang-"

As soon as the words fell, there was a barking sound from the iron gate.

But after waiting for a full 5 minutes, no one responded.

"Aren't you at home?" Ye Qingcheng wondered.

"Should be there, there is no padlock on the iron gate." Qian Xiaole came twice and seemed very experienced.

"Are you still sleeping in the house?"

Gu Xiaoman guessed.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the time on his phone, curled his lips and said, "It's almost 10:30, how could he still be sleeping? In summer, people in the village get up to work after six o'clock—"

"Then it must still be inside. Manager Qian, please keep shouting loudly." Ma Minghui said with a smile.

"Then it's better to just honk the horn, the sound will be louder." Gu Xiaoman glanced back at Ma Minghui, followed by a joke.

Qian Xiaole recalled the scene when he came to look for Lao Liangtou when he was driving for the first time, and was scolded bloody by the eccentric old man because he honked the horn a few times, so he shook his head quickly and said, "Don't dare to honk the horn , otherwise the old thing will curse people, and the nearby villagers will take out their hoes to scare people when they hear it."

"Then I have to trouble you to call the door." Ma Minghui snickered, and Qian Xiaole really raised his voice and continued to shout, "Uncle Liang, is Uncle Liang at home!"

"Early in the morning, call a ball!"

Two minutes later, when everyone was a little desperate, an angry voice suddenly came from the room.

Needless to say, the person who spoke was Lao Liangtou!

"Look, it's this weird temper!"

Qian Xiaole turned around and said something to Ma Minghui, as if to remind him that this old man is not easy to deal with, otherwise with his mouth that can make dead people alive, it is impossible to deal with him.

"It's really weird." Ma Minghui nodded, and said to Ye Qingcheng and Qian Xiaole very seriously, "When you introduce me later, you will say that I am the chairman Ye Chunhui——"

"puff--"

Before the words were finished, Qian Xiaole and Gu Xiaoman were happy at the same time.

Ye Qingcheng grabbed Ma Minghui's ear instantly and said, "You actually want to take advantage of me?"

"Mr. Ye, if you want me to help you with this matter, you have to listen to me. I'm sure this old man Liang doesn't know about your relationship with Director Ye." Ma Minghui still spoke seriously.

Seeing that the boy was not joking, Ye Qingcheng nodded in a low voice, but she quickly asked, "You are Ye Dong, so who am I?"

"Of course you are my little secretary! I think you can play as Assistant Su!"

Ma Minghui secretly smiled, and Ye Qingcheng directly twisted his arm hard.

"crunch-"

At this moment, there was a loud sound and the big iron gate was half-opened.

An old man with bushy eyebrows and a vigorous square face stood by the iron gate, staring at the Ford off-road vehicle.

Qian Xiaole hurriedly got out of the car to say hello, and Ma Minghui and Ye Qingcheng got out of the car after them.

"Uncle Liang, I'm sorry to bother you again today——"

If it wasn't for asking for something, Qian Xiaole probably wouldn't be so humbly talking to this old man who regarded them as enemies.

"It's you brat again? What are you doing here today? Did you figure it out and give me 1000 million?"

After sizing up everyone, Old Liangtou gave Qian Xiaole a playful look.

"Uncle Liang, let's not talk about money for now. Come on, let me introduce the boss of our company. The person next to me is—"

"Okay, okay, don't talk so much with me, just a word, 1000 million, will you give it? If you don't give it, get out immediately!"

The old couple waved his hand, impatiently about to close the iron gate again.