Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

Wu Qingnian said disapprovingly.

Smoking is one of his few hobbies. As for what is harmful to smoking?

To be honest, can he live a long life if he doesn't smoke?

His grandfather smoked hookahs for 50 years and lived to be 87.

So smoking is harmful to this thing, your body can't resist it, you blame the smoke?Wu Qingnian scoffed.

"You, your wife is also doing it for your own good!" Wu Qingfeng rolled his eyes at his cousin who he didn't think of.

"Brother, I'm not a child anymore, I understand!"

"But, you said that I went to discuss business with others, I don't drink, I don't accompany others to give cigarettes, can this business still be my turn?" Wu Qingyan shook his head and said.

Although he makes a lot of fallacies, he is not brain-dead.

"Okay, anyway, if you can smoke less, it's good for you!" Wu Qingfeng said.

What Wu Qingnian said is indeed a fact. The wine table culture has a long history, and most people in business cannot avoid it.

"By the way, what do you want from me?" Wu Qingfeng asked.

"Um, by the way, my dad is looking for you, it's about your contracting the land!"

"Oh, what, it's done!" Wu Qingfeng asked excitedly.

"I don't know, my dad didn't tell me!"

"Okay, you go ahead! I'll visit your house!"

……

Wu Qingfeng drove to Jiu Shu Wu Shimao's house.

Ninth Uncle Wu Shimao was basking in the sun in the yard, next to Wu Qingnian's wife was playing games with his daughter.

Seeing Wu Qingfeng get off the car, the three of them hurriedly stood up to say hello, and handed out a chair for him to sit down.

"Stop busy, I'm not thirsty!" Wu Qingfeng said hastily when he saw Wu Qingnian's wife hurriedly preparing to pour water as soon as he sat down.

"You're welcome, my own home!" Ninth Uncle Wu Shimao said with a smile.

"Yuan, you're beautiful again!" Wu Qingfeng smiled, and looked at the shy little niece who was looking aside.

Hearing this, the little guy smiled shyly and hid behind his grandfather.

"Why are you shy? It's not good for your sixth father to praise you for being beautiful!" Wu Shimao pulled his granddaughter into his arms and said with a smile.

Wu Qingfeng teased a few more words, but the little guy just laughed and didn't speak.

After exchanging pleasantries with Uncle Jiu and his cousin and daughter-in-law, Wu Qingfeng got back to business.

"Uncle Jiu, what is the town talking about? Can it be granted or can't it approve such a large piece of land?"

"Yes, I went to see the mayor and the deputy mayor. Guess how they reacted. The mayor and several deputy mayors hurriedly asked me to take you to the town government and said that they would have an interview with you!"

"I feel [-]% approved!" Wu Shimao said.

My nephew has forgotten his identity.

Billionaire!

There are more than 16 people in Hengcheng, how many billionaires are there?

Hengcheng is too remote, too poor, and too backward.

Wu Qingfeng is like a sun. The first and second leaders who want to develop Hengcheng see his nephew, which is almost like seeing a life-saving straw.

"Really?"

When Wu Qingfeng heard what Uncle Jiu said, he immediately felt calm, and it was hard to hide his excitement.

"Then how about Uncle Jiu, let's go to the town government now?" Wu Qingfeng said impatiently.

"Row!"

Wu Shimao agreed without even thinking about it. After all, it was noon and the time was right, not to mention that it would be good for Wu Jiashan.

What's more, it's my nephew, let alone nothing, even if something happens, he has to go.

The two of them didn't even bother, they just got in the car and left!

In less than 10 minutes, a Ford pickup parked in front of the town government.

Wu Shimao led Wu Qingfeng into the town government.

Town government meeting room.

Before the two could do anything, five leaders came.

"Qingfeng, this is Secretary Yang!" After all, Wu Shimao is an old man. When he saw someone coming, he quickly got up and introduced him to his nephew.

Wu Shimao was a little surprised. He didn't expect the secretary of the town government to take the lead.

Obviously attaches great importance to the nephew!

"Secretary Yang!" Wu Qingfeng quickly extended his hand to say hello.

Although it is only a high-ranking county official, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one. He may trouble others in the future, and it is necessary to take the initiative to show his favor!

"Mr. Wu, welcome back to your hometown. Old Wu told me about your situation. On behalf of the Hengcheng leadership team, I warmly welcome you." Yang Zhijun held Wu Qingfeng's hand tightly and said solemnly.

"Haha... Secretary Yang is too polite, I'm just starting a pig farm, I'm so flattered!" Wu Qingfeng was a little confused by the secretary's enthusiasm.

"Mr. Wu is too modest!" Yang Zhijun said with a smile.

He also learned about Wu Qingfeng from Wu Shimao.

A billionaire!

Although in the current new China, billionaires are nothing, but Hengcheng, which is hard to find on the map of China, is one of the best.

Especially, they are behind here.

Attracting investment is easy to say, but it is too difficult to do.

The place surrounded by Qinchuan for eight hundred miles has natural limitations. This has led to the fact that although Hengcheng is a thousand-year-old town with outstanding people, its development potential is too small and too slow.

This is endowed by geographical location, which can be reversed by non-human resources.

Coupled with the serious loss of young people, their town government is getting more and more sad, especially when various development plans are piled up, but the results are not visible all year round.

no way!

Because no one is willing to build, no matter how strong their government is, no one invests, and it is difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice!

So when he heard that Wu Qingfeng was coming, he brought people here immediately.

He didn't dare to delay, what if the God of Wealth ran away!

As for Wu Qingfeng's statement that he only wanted to run a pig farm, he didn't believe it. A pig farm needs more than 4 mu of land?

If you raise it, the entire An City people will have enough pork for a year.

Since Wu Qingfeng wanted to occupy such a large place, even with a reservoir, he guessed that the billionaire might have some ideas.

Later, Yang Zhijun personally introduced the four people around him to Wu Qingfeng.

Good guy, five of Hengcheng's seven shopkeepers have come, senior political officials, the mayor, the deputy mayor of agriculture, forestry and water, the deputy mayor of township enterprises, and the deputy mayor of culture, education and health.

The seven giants are short of the chairman and deputy secretary of the National People's Congress.

The mayor's name is Wu Jiashan.

Speaking of which, they are still somewhat related, because in Hengcheng, the Wu surname is a big family, estimated to have tens of thousands of people.

These Wu surnames were actually an ancestor at first.

However, after seven or eight generations, it is very chaotic. If you don't check their respective genealogy, no one may be able to understand it.

"Mr. Wu, you want to contract [-] mu of land and reservoirs. I can make the decision now, and I promise you."

"But I want to know, does Mr. Wu have any plans for these lands and reservoirs?" Yang Zhijun asked.

At the same time, the mayor and the three deputy mayors all raised their ears and stared at Wu Qingfeng.

"Don't get me wrong, we just understand. In principle, we can't refuse the contracted land. After all, it's a good thing, so you can just talk about it." Yang Zhijun laughed.

Ever since the town government returned farmland to forests, Hengcheng has a lot of abandoned land, because a lot of land has been planted with some fruit trees issued by the government.

But the situation is not good. In fact, it is conceivable that you plant these small fruit trees in the barren mountains, how many of them can survive?

As for sending someone to manage it, that's even more unrealistic.

It is better to say that it has become wasteland than returning farmland to forests.

In this case, of course he has no reason not to let the contract, at least he can increase the tax.