The richest man Yang Fei

Chen Mo knocked on several deputy county doors, but no one answered.

The office door in Liang County was also closed, and no one answered when knocking on the door.

Chen Mo said helplessly to Yang Fei: "Maybe everyone has something to go out."

Yang Fei laughed and said, "Speaking of which, I'm lucky in Yilin County. When I first built the factory, I could meet Tang Wenjie smoothly when I went to the county to do anything. He was still in Tang County at that time! "

Chen Mo said: "Yang Fei, what should we do? Shall we call Director Chu?"

"Don't be in a hurry." Yang Fei said, "Since you're here, you can rest easy. It's getting late, let's find a place to live first!"

"I'm afraid there aren't any decent hotels in this small county, or should we go live in the city?"

"Don't bother, just go to the county guest house."

Chen Mo listened to Yang Fei's words, went to the nearby guest house and opened three rooms.

At the end of the 90s, the local economy began to develop rapidly, and hotels and guesthouses sprung up. With the advancement of the reform of the administrative management system, state-owned guest houses in many areas were successively restructured, contracted or sold to private operators, and government guest houses were also acquired from government departments. Spin off and become an independent legal entity.

The guest house in Qingyuan County does not know if it has implemented the separation of government and enterprise. Everything at the door shows that this is an old building with age.

In this small county, the specifications and grades of this guest house are still relatively high.

After Yang Fei moved in, he looked at the soft quilts, the common wooden doors and windows in government dormitories, and the thermos bottles with red letters on them. All of these are very old-fashioned, making people feel like they have returned to the 80s.

Chen Mo said: "Yang Fei, there is only such a condition here."

Yang Fei said with a smile: "Actually, it's pretty good, and it's better than being quiet."

Chen Mo checked Yang Fei's room and found that the sheets were dirty, so she called the waiter. After a long time, a fat sister-in-law came over, leaned against the door, picked her teeth with a toothpick, and asked: " What's the matter?"

"Sister, look at this bed sheet, isn't it too dirty? Please change it." Chen Mo pointed to her.

"No need to change." The fat sister-in-law shook her head.

"Why didn't it have to be replaced?"

"It was just changed at noon, and it was just washed, where is it dirty?" The fat sister-in-law looked indifferent that you couldn't live with it.

Yang Fei asked: "Your guest house is still in the county? Has it not been restructured?"

"No, what's the matter?" The fat sister-in-law glanced at Yang Fei and saw that he was handsome, with a three-point smile on his face, "Handsome guy, are you here on a business trip?"

Yang Fei waved his hand, and said to Chen Mo: "Forget it, just let it go."

"It's too dirty." Chen Mo said, "How about I go to the street and buy you a new set?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "It's not that particular. If your set is too dirty, just change yours."

Chen Mo said: "I'm fine, but you are the boss."

Yang Fei said to the fat sister-in-law: "Okay, that's it. You go."

The fat sister-in-law twisted her waist and left.

"What kind of service attitude is this? It's too bad." Chen Mo pouted.

Yang Fei said: "If you are a state-run company, if you have such an attitude, you can just laugh! In the past, people would not bother to talk to you."

Chen Mo: "..."

Yang Fei and the others ate in the cafeteria of the guest house at night, ordered a few dishes, and felt that the taste of the dishes was good, even better than those eaten outside.

The canteen is open to the public, and the business is surprisingly good, obviously much better than the occupancy rate of the guest house.

"Yang Fei, there are several small private rooms over there. Tell me, do the leaders of the county eat in there?" Chen Mo asked.

"It's not easy to say. Some leaders like to eat big stoves, and some leaders probably won't come to such places to eat." Yang Fei smiled.

Chen Mo said: "That's right. Some leaders have a lot of entertainment, and some leaders have homes here."

While they were eating, a young man, in his twenties, walked up to Chen Mo with a wine bottle, and said with a smile, "Beauty, let's have a drink together!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pour out the tea in Chen Mo's teacup, and poured a glass of wine into her cup.

"Go away!" Yang Fei said coldly.

"Shut up!" the young man belched his wine, pointing at Chen Mo, "beauty, you have a drink, I'll blow up this bottle! Interesting enough?"

Chen Mo ignored him.

"Hey, beauty, didn't you hear me talking to you?" The young man stretched out his hand, wanting to pat Chen Mo on the shoulder.

Yang Fei grabbed his wrist, bent it hard, pulled it again, and pushed it out hard.

The young man was already a little bit drunk, and immediately the chassis became unstable, and he retreated quickly. With a bang, he hit a table, and his whole body pressed against the edge of the table, bringing the table down.

The cups, bowls, and basins on the table were knocked over to the ground, emitting a crisp and pleasant symphony.

Chapter 1012 Is it public?Private?

Yang Fei's move was a surprise, in a flash, not to mention the young people didn't react, even the mouse was surprised.

Chen Mo leaned towards Yang Fei subconsciously, her voice trembling slightly, and shouted: "Yang Fei."

Yang Fei held her hand and comforted her in a warm voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Chen Mo calmed down and hummed.

The young man shook his head, got up, looked around in a daze, he was stunned for a moment before realizing what happened just now,

There were three other accomplices at his table, and they also slapped the table together and surrounded Yang Fei's table.

Yang Fei winked at the mouse.

Mouse nodded in understanding, his feet were slightly separated, and his whole body gathered strength.

"Hit me!" The young man roared angrily!

The four of them punched Yang Fei together.

Yang Fei held Chen Mo's hand tightly, his face calm and motionless.

Before they could approach, the mouse grabbed the wine bottle left by the young man, aimed at him and smashed it on the head.

With a bang, the wine bottle exploded on the young man's head.

The young man who had just got up twisted his body, tilted his head, and fell to the ground again.