Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

"Boss, you open a factory next door to your hometown, but only the silkworm farmers take advantage of it in your hometown village. This will still give you a bad reputation."

"Now it's fair like this, and if there are picky people, if there are fewer people, there will be more sensible people to educate each other; if there are more people, it means that they are a group of white-eyed wolves, and there is no need to help them as villagers. "

The person in charge is more thoughtful than Du Heng himself.

So Du Heng is completely relieved.

He sighed again, how can I, Du Heng and He De, be so lucky, all the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty are loyal ministers and good generals!

This morning.

The person in charge of the silk industry chain called Du Heng to report and asked whether the boss would attend the foundation laying ceremony in the two or three days since the construction of the silk factory started?

"Can it be on the weekend?"

"Of course, you have the final say."

"Then on Saturday, I will participate with your lady boss. Don't make it too grand, as long as the two villages are lively and lively. I won't come out to give a speech, just go to the countryside to have fun."

Anyway, there is nothing important to do. It is good to go to the countryside for a walk and look at the open fields to relax.

"Okay, I'll arrange it now."

Fast forward to Saturday.

The day of the groundbreaking ceremony.

Not only many people from the two villages participated, but also a leader from the town, who cut the ribbon and delivered a speech.

The other party was very interested.

People sit at home, and the credit comes from heaven.I didn't do anything, and I got a business attraction project for the responsible jurisdiction, who would be unhappy.

Du Heng didn't show up the whole time.

He was visiting the countryside this time, and he didn't have the patience to deal with these insignificant people.

"The fun is over. Let's go. I'll take you to my old house. It's very close to here. Take a small road and enter the village quietly. Don't shoot!"

Du Heng took Xu Nianqing's little hand.

Walk on the field path.

It feels like it's been a long time since the two of them came out to play together.

Happy!
"Didn't you say that you settled in Hong County when you were in primary school? After your grandparents are gone, you only come back once or twice a year, and they all leave on the same day. Do you still remember the path? Besides, the path won't change?"

"It shouldn't have changed."

"The countryside is different from the city, which is changing with each passing day. Maybe the houses will get better, and maybe the main road will be paved with smooth asphalt, but these country lanes have remained unchanged for decades."

Standing outside the wall of the backyard of the triangular beam house in my hometown.

Watching ivy all over the courtyard wall.

Du Heng found that he didn't miss those happy times when he was a child at all.

"Why do you say this is?"

Xu Nianqing replied of course: "Now life is better, people miss the past, more because the present is unsatisfactory, and the filter of the past is too beautiful."

"rational!"

The two of them did not enter the house. Although Du Heng hired a special person to clean and renovate, the dust was still unavoidable because the frequency of cleaning was not high because of the occupants.

As the sun rises.

The sun gradually shone, and the couple decided to turn back.

At noon, I went to the village chief's house in Xingcan Village to have an authentic farm meal. In the afternoon, we chased and fished in the shade of the trees.

"Husband, you really don't look like a big boss on your vacation."

Xu Nianqing counted down today's play plan.

Shout out to save money.

Du Heng held his daughter-in-law Bai Nen's little hand: "What should the big boss look like? Spoiling and drinking? Wine and meat forest? Yacht bikini?"

"How dare you?!" Xu Nianqing's eyes widened.

"Look, you pinched me after just one sentence. I don't think the big boss is because of you. If you spend money recklessly, you should say that I was extravagant and wasted."

"Is this the only reason for me? It's clear that you are lazy and don't want to go out to play in Qushi..."

The two were talking.

Suddenly, I heard loud noises coming from the front.

"Go and have a look."

Go around a low corner.

I saw a dozen or so villagers from Xingcan Village surrounding a wealthy middle-aged Mediterranean man in great anger.

Beside the bald head is a bewitching beauty in light pink cheongsam.

He was desperately hiding behind the bald head.

It is estimated that it is either Xiaomi or Xiaosan, or both.

"It's so dirty! It's so dirty! You untouchables, don't get close to me, don't touch my clothes! This is my brother Zhu, the silk cheongsam custom-made by the international master Fei Xieli, you can't afford it if it gets dirty or damaged!"

"Even the shortest thread in my silk cheongsam is worth your annual income from selling silk! Go away!"

Qiu Lan was extremely frantic.

She regretted it to death!
Why did she get so out of her mind that she went to the countryside to collect silk with the local tyrant's meal ticket that she had just bought.

Looking at the dirty air, looking at the dirty black hands, and listening to the messy mandarin mixed with dialects, everything made her feel sick.

Zhu Sancai heard the complaint from the little kisser who had just soaked.

Hurriedly shocked.

While protecting her, he also scolded the villagers to stand away quickly.

"Talk about something slowly, and you can talk about it by surrounding me? You country people really have no quality at all!"

"Damn! You are a profiteer who kills thousands of dollars, you have the shit qualifications to talk about quality!"

"Stinky female whore still dislikes us? The silk cheongsam on you is made of silk, maybe there are silks reeled from our silk one by one. Don't you dislike us? Don't wear it if you have the ability!"

"That's right! Take it off! Take it off quickly!"

The few idlers in the village always crowded wherever there was excitement.

Normally the villagers scolded them when they saw them, but today they saw them scolding the little bastard who held his nose until tears flowed down his face, and it was much more pleasing to the eye.

"If you continue to scold me, believe it or not, I will sue you?"

"Sue, sue if you have the ability! There are so many of us, I want to see who the leaders think is right!"

Du Heng and Xu Nianqing stood by and watched.

Wouldn't it please you to quarrel with the villagers?

It's not that rural people like to swear, but that there are far more exchanges in rural areas than in cities, and there are often trivial disputes. Who wouldn't argue?
"Hmph! You're all tough, aren't you?"

Zhu Sancai decided to take out his trump card.

"If you hang around again, I won't accept the silk from your village this year! I won't accept it for free! The quality is too bad!"

"It's as if someone wants to sell you, half of the normal market price! You vampire, how dare you set this price? You're a rotten thing that gave birth to a child without dermatitis!"

"I might as well tell you that our village chief said that from next year all the silk in our village will be sold to big companies, and the price will only be higher than the normal market price, not lower than the market price!"

Zhu Sancai keenly caught the key words.

"next year?"

"Then what about the silk in your village this year?"

"Besides, if your small silk workshop is so poor, there will be a big company taking advantage of it? Why don't I believe it?"

The villagers all reacted.

Right!

This year's silk has not been sold yet!
At this time, Zhang Dahuan, the village chief, heard that Boss Zhu had arrived at the entrance of the village, so he hurried over to greet him.

Seeing him, the villagers hurriedly asked who would sell the silk this year.

"Of course it's selling Boss Zhu. We discussed it over the phone. Last year's price is higher than this year's market price. Boss Zhu is a kind person like those profiteers in the past."

Hear this.

The villagers are in a hurry.

"Village chief, are you talking nonsense? Isn't he a profiteer? Just now he came into my house to see the silk, and said he would only pay half the market price to buy it."

"That's right, Da Huan, the price of this pig's head is very low for my silk."

Zhang Dahuan was dumbfounded.

Asking eyes looked at Zhu Sancai.