Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

Wan Ping'an turned his head and looked stunned.

I saw a black Mercedes-Benz car slowly parked in front of his house.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked out of the cab.

"Who is Wan Ping'an?" The man looked around and finally locked his eyes on Wan Ping'an.

"I am." Wan Pingan nodded and said.

"My surname is Wang, and I am the assistant secretary to the mayor. This is my work permit." The man said and handed the work permit to Wan Ping'an.

Wan Pingan glanced at it, then put it in his pocket and said, "Hello, Secretary Wang."

"Yes. Mr. Wan, I am here today mainly to invite you to the dinner on behalf of the mayor." The man said.

"The mayor invited me?" Wan Ping'an was stunned for a moment and then responded.

The mayor actually invited him to the dinner? What does this mean?

No matter what the mayor means, one thing is for sure, Wan Ping'an must go.

Wan Ping'an smiled and said, "Since it's the mayor's invitation, of course I'm going to attend. Secretary Wang, please lead the way."

"Okay, please come with me." After the man finished speaking, he led Wan Pingan into the courtyard next to him, and then drove toward the city in a battery car.

On the way, Wan Ping'an asked a few questions, such as which province the mayor was, where the city government was, etc., all of which were answered by the man.

Soon, the battery car they were riding in stopped at the door of the city hall.

The man stretched out his hand to Wan Pingan and said, "Mr. Wan, please get out of the car."

Wan Pingan got out of the car and followed the man into the city hall.

"Mr. Wan, I will take you here. The mayor will be waiting for you on the second floor. I wish you a pleasant stay." The man bowed slightly and left.

Watching the man's leaving figure, Wan Pingan's heart was full of doubts. At the same time, he secretly guessed: "Could this be the Hongmen Banquet?"

However, Wan Ping'an didn't hesitate and went straight to the second floor.

At this moment, the entire second floor of the city hall was brightly lit, showing the brilliance of the building.

Both sides of the corridor on the second floor were filled with armed police soldiers, each with a solemn expression and sharp eyes, as if they were on guard for something.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor, there were two rows of uniformed women standing. These women were all wearing cheongsam and high heels, revealing their snow-white slender legs, which made Wan Pingan swallow his saliva.

"Boss Wan, welcome to our city government." A loud voice sounded.

Wan Pingan looked up and saw a middle-aged man. This man was ordinary in appearance and could not be recognized in a crowd. However, Wan Pingan knew that he was not simple, because this middle-aged man was the landlord of this courtyard house.

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." Wan Pingan walked over with a smile.

This Uncle Zhang is called Zhang Wenbo, and he is a well-known real estate agent in Huaxia. His subordinates control more than one-sixth of the house sales in Huaxia, and he is worth hundreds of billions.

"Boss Wan, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Zhang Wenbo pulled Wan Ping'an inside.

After entering the city hall, Wan Pingan noticed that the city hall was unique. In addition to office arrangements, there were also many leisure and entertainment facilities.

"Uncle Zhang, where is your office?" Wan Pingan asked.

"Inside." Zhang Wenbo said with a smile: "Let's go, I will take you to see the mayor.

"Okay!" Wan Pingan nodded.

Under Zhang Wenbo's guidance, he soon arrived at an office.

At this moment, three men were sitting in the office.

One of the men was about fifty years old, slightly fat, slightly pale, with small eyes and a mustache.

Another middle-aged man, in his forties, has a burly build, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He always has a "six-nine-three" smile on his face, as if he can remain calm no matter what he encounters.

The last one was a young man who looked to be in his twenties, with a well-proportioned figure and quite handsome appearance.

After the three men saw Wan Pingan walking in, they all showed a smile.

"Brother Zhang, is this the friend you mentioned? Why do you feel like a student?" the middle-aged man said.

Wan Pingan frowned slightly after hearing what the man said.

Zhang Wenbo said hurriedly: "Old Zhao, stop talking nonsense and say hello quickly."

"Haha, hello!" Lao Zhao stretched out his hand towards Wan Ping'an.

Wan Pingan shook hands with him and asked, "Are you Uncle Zhang's new friend?"

Lao Zhao grinned and said: "You are really humorous, yes. I am a friend Zhang Wenbo just met. My name is Lao Zhao."

Wan Pingan was stunned after hearing this, and then said hello to the other two people.

"Are you Wan Ping'an, the master of the courtyard?" The man in his fifties spoke up. Wan Ping'an thought that this man might be the mayor.

"I am Guanji, the mayor of Sijiu City. I want to ask if there was a group of people in Siheyuan who said they would come to your house this morning.

Rent a house in a courtyard?"

"Hello, Mayor Guanji." Wan Pingan nodded and said.

Guan Ji nodded, and then said, "Who has rented your house?"

Wan Pingan pondered for a moment, and then briefly explained the situation he encountered last night.

Guan Ji nodded slightly and said, "I have investigated this matter clearly. It is the Zhou family who is causing trouble."

When Wan Ping'an heard this, he snorted coldly: "I thought the Zhou family was just bullying others, but I didn't expect that they would dare to engage in conspiracy. It seems that the Zhou family is getting bolder and bolder."

"Yes, the power of the Zhou family is too huge now. Not only does it cover the sky in Xishan City, there are even people in the province covering Guanji," Guanji said with a sigh.

"Zhou family?" Wan Ping'an narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "No wonder this Zhou family is so arrogant and domineering, it turns out they have a backer."

Guan Ji continued: "Boss Wan, I'm afraid I'm going to wrong you a little this time."

Wan Ping'an chuckled lightly and said, "I can't talk about grievances. I'm just worried about causing trouble to the city government."

Guan Ji waved his hand and said, "This is okay, we can handle it."

"Okay, thank you mayor." Wan Ping'an said.

Guan Ji nodded, suddenly took out a few bills from his arms and stuffed them into Wan Pingan's pocket.

"You can take these first, and the rest of the rent will be calculated later." Guan Ji smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't let you suffer."

Wan Ping'an knew that the mayor was trying to compensate himself, so he accepted it.

After Wan Ping'an left the city hall, he returned to the courtyard and told the second uncle Liu Haizhong, the third uncle Yan Fugui and others about the matter, and everyone discussed countermeasures.

"The Zhou family is really bullying others! They dare to find someone to destroy our house. This is absolutely intolerable!" Yan Fugui was angry.

Said angrily.

"Yes! These bastards are too arrogant. They obviously don't take our courtyard seriously!" Liu Haizhong also echoed.

"No, we must fight back on this matter." Wan Ping'an said through gritted teeth.

"Ping An, what are you going to do?" Liu Haizhong asked.

After all, so many people living in the courtyard cannot tolerate disorder in the courtyard.

"Since the Zhou family is unkind, we have no righteousness." Wan Ping'an said in a cold tone.

Everyone trembled when they saw this.

In the following days, Wan Ping'an not only practiced "The Art of Gods and Demons" every day, but also practiced with everyone in the courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed quickly.

In the past month, the Zhou family's actions have become more and more frequent. Not only did they send people to destroy a house in the courtyard, they also hired members of the society to spread rumors on the streets.

It is said that the feng shui of the courtyard is poor, there are evil spirits, leading to frequent fatal accidents, etc.!

For a while, people in the entire Siheyuan City avoided the courtyard house, but some people kept saying that they wanted to rent a house in the courtyard house.

It can be said that it has messed up the peaceful life in the courtyard. Liu Haizhong, Yan Fugui and the other managers discussed it with Wan Pingan every day.

Wan Ping An's reputation was completely ruined by the Zhou family, and some people even shouted the slogan Wan Ping An was a liar.

On this day, a luxury car of the Zhou family parked in front of the courtyard, and a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, 1.7 meters tall, wearing sunglasses, with a burly build and a sinewy face got out of the car.

"Zhou Biao is here."

Seeing this man, passers-by stayed away.

Zhou Biao went straight to the door of the courtyard, then suddenly kicked towards the door.

There was a loud bang!

The wooden door fell apart instantly and fell into pieces.

At this time, talents from the courtyard were rushed out one after another.

"Ouch……"

"It hurts to death..."

When everyone saw the man standing in the center of the yard, everyone was startled and hid aside. No one dared to stand up and speak.

"Zhou Biao!" Wan Ping'an walked out of the house, stared at Zhou Biao and shouted, "What are you doing?"

After Zhou Biao saw Wan Ping'an, a look of disgust flashed across his face: "I'm here to warn you. Pay the land fee for the courtyard immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

"Oh? Why do you want to be so rude?" Wan Pingan said lightly.

"Hehe, you are a smart person, you should understand what I mean." Zhou Biao said with a smile.

"What if I don't?" Wan Pingan said still looking calm and calm.

"I advise you to think carefully, otherwise I guarantee that you will walk around without finishing your meal." Zhou Biao said coldly.

"Although I, Wan, do not cause trouble and I don't like to cause trouble, it does not mean that I am weak and can be bullied." Wan Ping'an's eyes narrowed, and cold murderous intent burst out.

"You..." Zhou Biao was shocked by the strong murderous aura released from Wan Pingan, and a chill rose in his heart.

"I will stay with you until the end. Besides, the courtyard is a public domain. When will it be your turn, the Zhou family, to collect fees privately?" Wan Ping'an asked sharply.

"Hmph, I now order you to move out of here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Zhou Biao said angrily.

"Haha, what a Zhou Biao, relying on the power of the Zhou family to bully ordinary people. If word spreads, I'm afraid it will cause public outrage." Wan Ping'an mocked.

"Hmph, so what? Can you still beat the Zhou family?" Zhou Biao snorted coldly: "If you know what you are looking for, get out immediately, otherwise we will leave your courtyard without any chickens or dogs today!"