I have a portable farm

Ma Jianxiong glanced at Zhao Xinyu contemptuously and nodded to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man took out a blue document from his briefcase and waved it in front of Zhao Xinyu's eyes.

The surrounding people and even the Korean troops who came over were all wide-eyed. The directors of the Red Cross Society really didn't understand.

But they all know the name of Changsheng Group. Changsheng Group is a large consortium in the island city opposite Pengcheng, which is not large in area, but its economic strength is among the best in the world.

Changsheng Group is famous not only in the island city, but also internationally. Two years ago, Changsheng Group's ranking reached fifteenth place.

Pengcheng and Daocheng are only separated by a river, and Changsheng Group also has a branch in Pengcheng. Who among them who have worked outside the country knows about Changsheng Group.

They know about Changsheng Group, but that doesn't mean everyone knows that Zhao Xinyu, who is in a wheelchair, is a special case. He goes to school in Pengcheng and runs around for a living every day. After the development of Xihanling, he is always on guard against anyone who will harm him, and plans for Xihanling. With the development of Han Ling, he didn't have time to study any consortium.

Although the Dijun Group is now well-known, if it were someone else, it might really be researching some consortiums in Pengcheng, but Zhao Xinyu always believed that the Dijun Group was just selling some agricultural and sideline products and had almost no interaction with other groups. He also How could he study something that was of no use to him.

Seeing the surprised expressions of Han Jun and the people around him, Ma Jianxiong couldn't help but puff up his chest, his eyes filled with pride.

Because he had the Changsheng Group in the island city, no one would give him some face when he saw him. He didn't expect that in this small mountain village, people seemed to know him, but he didn't know that Han Jun and the others knew about the Changsheng Group. They really had never heard of the name Ma Jianxiong.

Zhao Xinyu frowned, "By the way, that Ma... Ma Shao, what did you just say you were going to do?" When the middle-aged man introduced Ma Jianxiong, Zhao Xinyu didn't pay attention. He just listened to the middle-aged man. People kept talking about Ma Shao, Ma Shao, which made him feel confused. Why would such a good person have such a name?

The horse spoon may be unfamiliar to city people, but it is not unfamiliar to rural people at all. Every household in the countryside has a toilet, and the horse spoon is a tool used by the villagers to dig out feces.

In the past, due to medical conditions, rural people usually named their children with the most unsophisticated and unpleasant names. There were many things like dog leftovers and dog eggs. But now the successor of Changsheng Group named Ma Shao, which made Zhao Xinyu couldn't understand.

When he called Ma Jianxiong Ma Shao, the young people didn't react much, but some older people and Han Jun couldn't help laughing.

Their smile made Ma Jianxiong and the others confused as to how they, living in an economically developed island city, could know what a horse spoon was.

"Ma Shao is the successor of Changsheng Group and a director of the Red Cross Society. He wants to buy all the rice and wheat you grow to support poor areas."

Zhao Xinyu nodded and looked at Ma Jianxiong with a somewhat dazed look, "That horse spoon, do you know what I am planting?"

Perhaps because of his accent or because he lives in a different area, Ma Jianxiong didn't react much, "I know, if it's just wheat or rice, I'll give you the highest price."

Zhao Xinyu looked at Ma Jianxiong with a half-smile, "Han Jun, tell this Ma Jianxiong

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Spoon, how much does our purple wheat and Jidao cost per kilogram? "

Han Jun suppressed his laughter and wiped the tears from his laughter, "A pound of purple wheat costs 18 yuan, and a pound of Ji rice costs a little more than 19 yuan."

When Han Jun said this, the people who knew the efficacy of Zimai and Jidao were not surprised, but Ma Jianxiong and the people who followed him were stunned.

Ma Jianxiong's face darkened, "Why don't you go grab it? Your wheat and rice are made of gold."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head and looked at Han Jun, "Han Jun, go about your business, I'll go back first."

After saying that, Zhao Xinyu turned around and left. He had plenty of time, but he didn't want to waste it on such a second-generation ancestor who didn't even know Zimai and Jidao. He was still a director of the Red Cross. If all directors were like this Damn it, this Red Cross is fast too.

As soon as he left, Ma Jianxiong became anxious. He had also heard people mention Xihanling often. Today was the first time he came here. The purpose of his coming here was not purple wheat and rice, but the fruits and vegetables of Xihanling. his main purpose.

The reason why I want to focus on the identity of the Red Cross director is that I want to use this identity to buy a large amount of vegetables and fruits at the lowest price, so that he can get the maximum benefit once they change hands.

"Stop him." In desperation, Ma Jianxiong looked at the six bodyguards who were following him.

The six bodyguards were startled slightly, and their expressions became ugly. Ma Jianxiong didn't know, but they knew that even if the green wolf in Xihanling looked at hurting people, it would almost never survive if it hurt people, and they knew even more. Anyone who harms Zhao Xinyu will be Green Wolf's enemies.

They are confident, but they dare not say that they are confident enough to defeat hundreds of huge green wolves.

"Zhao Xinyu, if you dare to leave, I will ask the Red Cross Society to seal off your Xihan Ridge." Ma Jianxiong said loudly, his voice full of anger.

Zhao Xinyu was stunned for a moment, stopped his wheelchair and turned to look at Ma Jianxiong, "Ma Shao, what did you say?"

"I am negotiating with you as a director of the Red Cross Society. This is a great honor for you."

Zhao Xinyu smiled coldly, "What's the use of honor?"

Ma Jianxiong couldn't help but be startled. Honor is useful to people like them, but to the villagers, this honor is not as good as a piece of water tofu.

"You are a farmer, and you should know that if you suffer a disaster, others will help you."

Zhao Xinyu looked at Ma Jianxiong, and this time there was a hint of anger in his eyes, "You mean I can only sell you Zimai and Jidao, at the same price just now, take the money."

"It's only a dozen yuan, you're stealing money."

"Then how much do you plan to pay?"

"According to the price at the grain station. I also checked in several other villages. I want all the vegetables. I won't let you suffer. They all follow the price at the vegetable wholesale market."

"Have you asked about the prices of my products?" This time Zhao Xinyu looked at Ma Jianxiong as if he were an idiot.

He didn't know what kind of financial resources the Changsheng Group had, so that such a brain-dead person could take over. Is there no one left in the Changsheng Group?

"For the poor people, what are you afraid of when you make a little sacrifice? You are also a farmer. Do you just want to see farmers like you starving?"

Zhao Xinyu laughed, "Then why don't you let me

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Your father sold the Changsheng Group to support those impoverished mountainous areas. I think the financial resources of the Changsheng Group will definitely make many mountainous areas rich. "

"You fart." Ma Jianxiong's face turned red. He never thought that Zhao Xinyu was not playing his cards according to common sense.

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "Ma Shao, I don't know who gave you such an elegant name. When you want to morally kidnap others, have you ever thought about other people's feelings? You can't bear to let them go. Why do you let others give selflessly?" , even though you are a brainless person and you are still a director, I don’t know if that brainless person will accept you, it is really sad for Changsheng Group to have a successor like you."

"I'm not fucking called Ma Shao." Ma Jianxiong couldn't bear it anymore and got furious and roared.

Zhao Xinyu smiled coldly, "Horse spoon sounds very nice, why do you want to call the toilet? The toilet is not as useful as a horse spoon."

"Beat him to death." In embarrassment, Ma Jianxiong also lost his calm and stared at Zhao Xinyu with burning eyes.

Zhao Xinyu's face darkened, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. What he hated most was relying on his family background at every turn.

"Black Wind."

Heifeng roared angrily, and with Heifeng's roar, hundreds of green wolves roared at the same time.

Ma Jianxiong had never seen such a battle before. His legs went weak. The bodyguard next to him did not hesitate anymore and directly lifted Ma Jianxiong up to escape.

Seeing Ma Jianxiong and his entourage leave in panic, Zhao Xinyu looked at Han Jun and said, "Han Jun, if you encounter such a fool in the future, just ask Qinglang to drive him away."

Han Jun scratched his head and said, "Xinyu, I didn't know this horse spoon was this kind of thing."

"You can call them such weird names. You don't have to think about what they are like. Purple wheat and Ji Dao are both ripe. Let's find someone to harvest them."

"Zhao Xinyu, there is a lot of rice and purple wheat planting area this year. Can you relax a little more? We also want to buy some."

Zhao Xinyu looked at the expectant people, his face returned to its original state, and he smiled faintly, "Then how do you relax?"

"We also know that Zimai and Jidao are effective for the elderly, but people like us also need Jidao."

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "Brother, I understand what you mean. This year, in addition to the elderly, we will also include people with chronic diseases. As long as there are cases, we will give priority to selling. What do you think?"

As he said this, there was a burst of cheers all around. You must know that with the development of science and technology, many people have more or less chronic diseases due to work. Zhao Xinyu relaxed the conditions for sale, which is in line with the wishes of many people. Of course they were excited.

Zhao Xinyu waved his hand and looked at Han Jun, "This year we will continue to distribute one bag of rice and one bag of flour to each household as last year."

When he said this, the people around him were filled with envy. Others could not buy it, but the villagers in Xihanling could eat it for free. This made everyone jealous.

"Fengjiazhuang, how many villages are there in Taicun?" Han Jun looked at Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyu's head was darkened, "What do you think, aren't they our villagers? Every household is the same. Once they are done, they will be sent there. The old people's must be sent to their homes."

"Okay, I'm going to find someone right now. I'll ask people from several villages to come over and have a meeting. I'll pull out the list of old people in the village and have someone send them there."

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