Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

It was not easy for Xu Damao to convince the village head of Fantou Village.

With his many years of dealing with farmers, he knows what these people who are facing the loess and their backs are thinking in their hearts.

After defrauding the village head of all his rewards, he asked the village head to prepare some local products.

Tired and half crooked, he walked into the construction site step by step.

The village chief and Manzi helped him carry the things to the side, but they didn't dare to go any further.

Cheng Zhiguo, who was sitting in the simple office, also smiled when he saw Xu Damao coming in with a bag or two.

"Xu Damao, why are you here again?"

Huang Zeliang felt a little strange when he saw Xu Damao. He knew that this bastard had lost his job and was hanging out with outsiders.

For this reason, the woman in his family had a big fight with him.

The neighbors in the whole compound stood by and ate melons to watch the excitement.

Xu Damao ignored the provocation of the little yellow hair, but directly greeted Cheng Zhiguo who was sitting in the first place:

"Governing the country, I offended that navy for you. This time, I was entrusted by the villagers to apologize to you."

Cheng Zhiguo nodded to him, expressing that he understood his purpose.

But Huang Zeliang didn't understand the situation at all.

"Water Army? Villagers? Didn't you mean the guys who wanted to come here just now?"

Xu Damao put the things in his hands on the table, sighed and said:
"Who says it's not? Isn't that Shui family always trying to mess with your master's family? They are persecuting the villagers here. Let them disrupt your land construction."

Cheng Zhiguo made him a cup of tea and pushed him over.

He asked him with great interest:
"Does the navy know that you betrayed them?"

Xu Damao's face was a little embarrassed. Isn't what he did specifically to sell other people's work.

It's just this matter, whether it's easy to do or not to say.

Now being told by Cheng Zhiguo, even if he is the most cheeky existence in the compound, he is a little bit helpless.

"It can't be called betrayal, it's called... it's called seeing an injustice, drawing your sword to help. It's like abandoning darkness for light, abandoning darkness for light...hehe."

Facing Cheng Zhiguo, he didn't dare to play tricks.

Huang Zeliang fiddled with the souvenirs he brought, looked at him with contempt and said:

"You are good. These things must have been given to you by those villagers. Are you borrowing flowers to worship Buddha?"

For Huang Zeliang, Xu Damao was not so polite.

"What borrowed flowers to worship the Buddha? That was the villagers' apology to you for their behavior just now. I haven't touched it at all. You can't talk nonsense."

"Cut... How can you not get some fat in your hands? I guess those villagers gave you a lot of money."

It has to be said that Xu Damao's reputation in the compound is really bad.

Huang Zeliang was the last to move into the compound, and such a child didn't believe Xu Damao's character at all.

Xu Damao wanted to refute, but when he saw Cheng Zhiguo's knowing smile.

He swallowed back the words he wanted to refute.

"Hey, there's still an errand fee for running errands. Let me come over and be a lobbyist. If I don't charge a little, wouldn't that belittle the friendship between me and Zhiguo?"

"P's friendship..."

Huang Zeliang wanted to say something to him, but Cheng Zhiguo slapped him on the back of the head.

Pointing outside said:
"Don't grind your teeth here, just do what I told you just now. It's frizzy, how decent it is."

Cheng Zhiguo didn't want this kid to hang out with Xu Damao any longer.

His temperament is a little unstable, who knows if Xu Damao will be pissed to death.

"Da Mao, don't be as knowledgeable as this kid. Come, drink tea."

The one who invited Xu Damao to tea did not look at the special products, but continued:

"The villagers' affairs are easy to solve, but have you thought about how to deal with the Shui family? These big families are not easy to mess with."

When Xu Damao heard what he said, he immediately showed a more friendly smile than seeing his own father.

"They are indeed a big family, but the news has become a bit tight recently. I heard that many families have been repaired. If they jump, these mud legs will dare to drive them to the fire."

Cheng Zhiguo also nodded at this time.

The current family is indeed becoming more and more difficult to mix, the key is that they are too arrogant.

If it was in the past, it’s fine if everyone didn’t know about it.

But when their affairs are exposed, it is their own death.

These things are not important, he sized up Xu Damao, and finally decided to give him a chance.

"Da Mao, remember the business I told you last time?"

"Remember, you said to arrange a big business for me. I planned to wait for your news. But I heard that someone wanted to mess with you, so I had to infiltrate them to find out the news."

Cheng Zhiguo's eyelids twitched a little.

This guy talked about being a double agent so freshly and refinedly, it really made it difficult for Cheng Zhiguo to continue talking.

"Ahem...you've heard of the title 'Trash King', right?"

"Trash King? Are you talking about the third master Han from the west of the city?"

To Cheng Zhiguo's surprise, this guy seemed to let himself go completely after he lost his job.

Han Chunming also had a name called Han Sanye. Cheng Zhiguo had never heard of this matter, and he even found out about it.

"It's good to hear it. What I want you to do is to collect waste products just like what he did."

"Huh? That thing... can make money?"

Cheng Zhiguo smiled, walked under the desk in the office, reached into the space and took out a cup.

When he came back, he handed the cup to Xu Damao.

"Look, how much is this cup worth in your opinion?"

Xu Damao took the cup, put it in his hand and observed it carefully for a while, and wanted to say that he didn't see any value in this cup.

But I immediately thought of the "trash king" that Cheng Zhiguo said.

"The most powerful thing about Sanye Han is not collecting trash, but that he can find valuable things from the trash, especially antiques."

He had heard this sentence, who had reminded him of it, and immediately understood it.

"You...you mean, this thing is an antique? It's priceless?"

Cheng Zhiguo shook his head, slowly lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

Only then did Xu Damao heave a sigh of relief. If it was really an antique, he was really afraid that he would break the treasure in fright.

"It's not worth the price, but it's sure to sell for a few hundred yuan. After all, it's all from the Ming Dynasty."

"My grass..."

Cheng Zhiguo's words really frightened Xu Damao.

The cup he held in both hands was like a thousand pieces of gold, he couldn't take it or put it away.

His body was rigidly fixed on the spot, and he didn't even dare to move his expression.