Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 475 Tang Han's Fear

God always favors those who are cruel enough to him. For three consecutive days, except for going to Shannan Town to water the fruit seedlings in the morning, the rest of the time was spent in the basement and the alchemy furnace.

And the continuous burning flame has changed from less than 1 minute at the beginning to 5 minutes now. Although the temperature is still a bit unsatisfactory, although there is still no way to refine the medicinal materials into potions, Fan Denglong believes that as long as he persists, he will definitely can succeed.

A thousand fruit seedlings in Shannan Town have already grown, because the spiritual liquid used this time is more diluted, and only one drop is added to two buckets of water.

In this way, compared with those fruit trees planted in Zhujiachong, the speed of flowering after survival will be much slower.

Fortunately, He Yuexian told him that it was all right, as long as it was watered again after it blossomed and bear fruit, the aura contained in the fruit would be similar, and the taste would not change.

There are still two days before the arrival of the golden week, and Fan Denglong must come out to take charge of the overall situation.

Check the sanitary conditions in the villages between several villages to ensure a comfortable experience environment for tourists.

The houses in the village that can provide accommodation must be cleaned and air-conditioned uniformly installed.

The battery car for sightseeing was also bought, and the dozen or so young and strong people who came back from the village each wore the work clothes of Tianting Group, and their spirits were very good.

In addition to these, the owners of Zhujiachong's three canteens were also called by Fan Denglong to their home for a brief meeting.It probably means that in order to avoid unnecessary vicious competition and harm the unity of the villagers, the profits of the three small shops must be handed over to everyone at the end of the year.

Although the three shop owners felt a little uncomfortable, they didn't say much, because Fan Denglong's prestige in the village was a bit high.And if it wasn't for Fan Denglong who came up with this tourist attraction, the three canteens wouldn't make much money at all.

"Don't complain, this is for your own good. You can think of making money after a large influx of tourists, can't others think of it? Driven by profit, you open one, I open one, and there are more canteens, how much money can you make? But everyone’s dividends at the end of the year are different, who will compete with you for business after the money is divided?”

When Fan Denglong said this, the three small shops were relieved, and praised: "Denglong still has an idea, we are confused."

"The biggest intention of me to open the scenic spot is to think that everyone in the village can become rich. If I only want to make money for myself like you, the output of the orchard alone can't count the amount of money I make every year. Sometimes people can't It's so short-sighted."

When Fan Denglong said this, the faces of the three shop owners showed shame.

"Everyone go back first, and prepare enough products. The Pacers have already opened the online booking of tickets, and the response is not bad. Don't put a lot of money on your counter but you don't have the ability to make money."

The three bosses laughed and said goodbye and left.

Fan Denglong had indeed changed a lot from when he first returned to the village before. After these words, the three of them were completely convinced, with no dissatisfaction at all, and cheerful expressions hung on their faces.

After solving these matters, Fan Denglong originally wanted to discuss other small details with Zhu Zhi, but suddenly received a call, and his expression changed suddenly.

Zhao Qing has been running around the village, the city, and the provincial capital during this period of time, leading the villagers to purchase supplies, and helping Fan Denglong collect various medicinal seeds by the way.

The call just now was from the police from the provincial capital. Zhao Qing was beaten up and lying in the hospital, unconscious.As for the reason and who did it, it is still under investigation.

"Zhao Qing's skills are good, who can beat him like this?"

On the way, Fan Denglong was thinking about this question. Could it be that those big forces are starting to work hard behind the scenes?
But it's also a bit wrong. If those big forces were to move out, they should go straight to his target, Fan Denglong. It's unreasonable to attack a small bodyguard.

Zhao Qing is not only Fan Denglong's bodyguard, but also considered a brother by Fan Denglong. He has no reason to believe that Zhao Qing will definitely stand in front of him in his most critical moment.

"If you dare to touch my brother, no matter who it is, you will definitely regret it."

Fan Denglong, who was holding the steering wheel in his hand, was full of murderous looks.

He went all the way to the First Hospital in the provincial capital, asked the ward number and went up, and when he opened the door, his expression quickly changed.

Zhao Qing's mother stood by the hospital bed, and that beautiful president, Tang Han, also stayed beside her, weeping to the point of tears.

The police have finished recording the statement and left, and are trying their best to trace the clues.

"How's it going?"

After Fan Denglong greeted Zhao Qing's mother, he asked Tang Handao.

"It's out of the dangerous period, and the effect of anesthesia has not passed yet."

Fan Denglong checked the wounds on Zhao Qing's body and frowned, "Are they all wounds from sticks?"

How does this feel like the tricks of a gangster on the street to provoke trouble?

"Any leads from the police?"

Fan Denglong asked again, this matter revealed strangeness everywhere.

"Not yet, the place where the accident happened was in an alley, there was no surveillance, or was it later discovered by a homeless man, who almost lost his breath at that time."

Frowning, there is no useful clue at all.

"He came to the provincial capital this time to help me collect medicinal seeds. It doesn't make sense to offend anyone. Moreover, he is not bad at skills. No matter how many ordinary people there are, at least he can run out without any problem."

After thinking about it, Fan Denglong said to Tang Han: "Mr. Tang, can I take a step to speak?"

The two came to the end of the corridor of the hospital. Fan Denglong lit a cigarette, but unexpectedly, Tang Han also reached out and asked him for one.

"Mr. Tang, you should have your own unique opinion on this matter."

The smoking hand was shaking, he took a sharp puff of the cigarette, choked on it, and Yan Lie fell down again.

"Mr. Tang, it's useless to cry at this time. I believe you like Zhao Qing, but seeing him lying on the hospital bed, do you just keep crying like this?"

"The last time Zhao Qing came to the capital, he came back."

Tang Han's voice was trembling, and he was clenching his teeth, "It must be him, I know him well, this man is very domineering, even if he doesn't want others can't touch it."

There seemed to be a trace of fear in his eyes, and his emotions were out of control.

The him she mentioned was not Zhao Qing, but her ex-husband.

"Then why didn't you say it before?"

Tang Han turned and looked at the window. She really fell in love with Zhao Qing, a man younger than herself, and Zhao Qing didn't dislike her past, both of them had this intention.

But if it was her ex-husband who beat Zhao Qing like this, and Zhao Qing's mother knew about it, would there be a future between them?
"Tell me his name, and I will settle this matter."

Fan Denglong said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)