In the corner of the yard, the voices of the men in the family were getting louder and louder.

On the table in the middle, after talking with Yang Tianying for a long time, it was obviously Yang Hailong who said something, which was so angering that Yang Tianying looked like. The old man couldn't see the smile on his face. He patted the armrest of the chair and shook his head. Although his expression was not as pale as it was, he definitely couldn't see where he went.

After the two of them said a few more words, Yang Tianying simply slapped the handrail and stood up, and shouted at the gate: "Okay, Hailong, you don't need to talk about this matter. Today is the Chinese New Year. I don't want to make everyone unhappy. You should go first!"

The New Year's Day is so festive and lively again, and Yang Tianying actually issued an order to expel guests at this time!

Yang Hailong, who was being served tea and saw him off, obviously did not expect that this result. He stood up as if helplessly, smiled at Yang Tianying, walked to the side and greeted Yang Weidong, and turned around and left in a straightforward manner.

After Yang Hailong left, Yang Tianying was still sulking. After thinking about it, she stopped playing mahjong. Instead, she called Yang Weidong and his brothers to her side and asked loudly: "This is what Boy Hailong told you just now?"

Yang Weidong and his brothers looked at each other and nodded: "Well, I've said this."

"No, he did this thing, you didn't need to listen to him at the beginning, just invite him out! He also instigated him to come and tell me, what's there to say? This house has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been passed down for more than ten generations, and ancestors have lived here for generations. Now, he said he wants to buy it, what is Yang Hailong? He is here to make the idea of ​​our ancestors?"

"Second uncle, don't worry. They are not trying to take advantage of the situation. They are here to discuss buying land with us. Even if you don't want to, just refuse."

Yang Tianying became more and more annoyed when she heard Yang Weidong's words: "What is negotiation? You didn't hear what he meant. You repeatedly mentioned a district mayor. What does the district party secretary mean? I, Yang Tianying, was scared? You asked Huang Hai to come over, see if I am afraid of him as the district mayor!"

Facing his old and strong second uncle, even Yang Weidong was barely a bit of official spirit, but now he was useless. He could only smile bitterly and nod and agree. As for Yang Weihong, Yang Weiguo and others, there was no chance to interrupt.

As soon as Yang Tianying said a few words, Yang Yi understood the joints inside. It turned out that his judgment was indeed correct.

This Yang Hailong really has other ideas.

Buy land? Buy an old house? If he is developing real estate, Yang Yi would not believe it anyway.

As for Yang Hailong's real purpose, the boy guessed a few points. It seemed that this man who had been exploring outside was attracted by the tourism resources of his hometown and wanted to eat alone in one go.

However, according to Yang Yi’s memory, his hometown was developed around two thousand years ago. It is only 1998 now, so why are there people making the idea here?

Wait! A vague impression in the previous life suddenly jumped into Yang Yi's mind. It was the Grain Rain season for two years. When he was chatting with a fellow student, he suddenly told himself - Yang Yi, I heard that your hometown has been turned into a tourist attraction. Do you know?

I was surprised at that time and chatted with him for a while. Finally, I learned from him that the developer had a son beating someone in the town, and the rich second-generation boy was named Yang Jianyunyun...

I saw that the name uploaded from the screen was Yang Jian, and I thought about how to call Yang "traitor" so many people.

Thinking about it now, I didn’t know whether it was my classmate. He mistakenly thought Yang Jian was Yang Jian and naturally decided that he was a boy?

If this is the case, it should be that Yang Hailong finally succeeded, but for some reasons, the development progress was slowed down a little.

He was still suspicious, but seeing the angry look of his second uncle waiting for a group of old people, Yang Yi naturally felt a little empathetic.

What's more, from the first time he saw Yang Hailong, he had no good feelings for this man who seemed friendly and enthusiastic but was actually full of nouveau riche temperament.

Although this person is passionate about people, it is just a businessman's habit. As long as he understands that he is of no use to himself, he will also be perfunctory.

Most importantly, Yang Hailong was too thoughtful and had a style of doing things that could do whatever he wanted to achieve his goal. He deliberately made friends with Yang Weidong on the way, and then came to him without waiting for a break after returning home. After Yang Tianying picked out the threatening intention in his words, Yang Yi became increasingly dissatisfied with this man.

Developing ancient towns to engage in tourism? Their vision is quite advanced, but from the perspective of methods of conduct, it is just the way nouveau riche lures to induce and coerce.

After explaining to his family, Yang Yi walked out along the small river that ran across the ancient town while thinking.

The road was very quiet. Although Yang Yi knew that the stream was always quiet when he was a child, this tranquility was particularly obvious when the New Year was approaching. The surrounding blue bricks, white walls and black tiles, and weeping willows with reddish-brown spores were all rivers. The clear river and the gurgling flowing water were the biggest sound, but it was particularly pleasant.

Walking in such a Jiangnan, all the familiar and unfamiliar scenery made Yang Yiyu feel a sense of peeling off in a trance, as if he was taking the life of the ancient town in front of him from an angle overlooking history.

When the failed self in the previous life was in a distant cement forest, fighting with countless people in exchange for a little insignificant survival resources, he also dreamed countless times at midnight. In the dream, there were water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, wine flags, flower carvings I had just tasted, rain hit banana leaves, swallows returned to Wuyi Lane, and stone bridges under my feet and toads swimming fish under the bridge.

But when I returned to the old house that year, I had become another nightclub with rich owners. The outline was still there, but everything inside had nothing to do with Yang Yi.

This strange feeling made Yang Yi suddenly realize what he needs to cherish! He doesn't want to repeat the previous stories in this life, including when he returns here several years later, another strange song and dance to peace.

When he came to his senses, an idea suddenly popped up in Yang Yi's head. Since he was in the cultural industry, who would have stipulated that it was just books, music, film and television games?

Just like the route I planned for my uncle Yang Weihong, since China's food is also part of the cultural industry, what about tourism?

Clenched his fists, Yang Yi immediately took it out of his pocket and quickly dialed a phone number.

The phone was connected, but it beeped for a long time before a woman's voice came from there: "Hey, hello, can you ask where have you been looking for?"

The long-lasting Sichuan sound made Yang Yi laugh, and then he said "Hello" politely before he asked clearly: "Is Rogo here?"

"Look for Rogo? Wait a minute!" The woman over there seemed to be not used to speaking Mandarin. After answering Yang Yi, she shouted: "Luo Wazi, I'm looking for you to call you. What a matter of this, there is still business to do during the Chinese New Year!"

Yang Yixin felt a sense of affection in this place, and then he heard Rogo's voice: "Where are you doing? Xiao Damn it's New Year! He also found the house."

"Brother Luo!" Yang Yi raised his voice with a long laugh and helpless voice.

The unexpected surprise sound came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, it's Xiaoyi? Why are you calling me now? It's still a little too early to greet you?"

"It's not a New Year greeting. When it comes to the first day of the New Year, I will naturally call you again." Yang Yi smiled and said seriously: "Rogo, let me ask you something. Have you ever been to my hometown? It's here in Xizhi Ancient Town!"

"I've been here, how could I have never been to the four ancient towns in Yuezhou?" I could imagine that the fat man must have blinked his two small eyes and looked confused.

After hearing Rogo's affirmative reply, Yang Yi took a breath and asked, "What do you think of here, Brother Luo?"

"How about it, what? The scenery there? It's very good. The first of the four ancient towns in Yuezhou is definitely worthy of its reputation."

Yang Yi's thoughts became a little firmer, and he stopped tempting, so he directly showed up: "Then what do you think if we set up another company responsible for tourism development? Make the career bigger and make it a big cultural industry."

"Ah? Xiaoyi, have you had a drink at noon?" Rogo on the other side seemed very surprised: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"Brother Luo, don't worry about how I want to go up first. Let's talk about your current view. Are you interested in this cultural tourism industry?"

The other side of the phone was silent. Rogo should have been frowning and thinking. After waiting for a while, his voice sounded again: "Cultural tourism, this thing can be done..."

Then, as soon as the topic changed, the fat president showed his mature and persistent manner: "But there are two problems: First, we don't have talents in this field, so we temporarily put on airs. How can we compete with the familiar old people in this circle? Second, Yunzhong Bookstore has just gotten on the right track and has not produced enough benefits and returns, so you have moved to another aspect. Is this stall a little too big?"

Then hesitated for a while and added another sentence: "Listen to your brother Luo, sometimes it is a good thing to have ideas and passion, but the road must be taken step by step, and you can't always think about achieving it overnight."

After hearing Rogo's words, Yang was not unhappy at all. In fact, Rogo's words were already very tactful. If someone else had changed, they would probably give comments such as being too ambitious and unrealistic.

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Chapter completed!