Fang Chen looked up and down at Pu Chengli, the richest man in town with a net worth of hundreds of millions in his previous life.

He had met Pu Chengli several times, but he had never spoken.

At that time, Pu Chengli's car was a Mercedes-Benz S600. He was wearing a handmade Tang suit, with a bunch of red sandalwood hanging on each hand. He was very impressive. I don't know if it was to show that he did not forget his roots or something, but he always had a pair of red sandalwood trees in his hands.

The unicorn-patterned lion heads are of the highest quality in terms of size and coating. According to villagers, this pair of lion heads was plated by Kangxi.

Fang Chen sniffed at this, and the pair that Kangxi passed by were still in the treasure collection in the Forbidden City.

However, given the appearance of this lion's head, even if it was not one that Kangxi had ever bought, it would still be worth at least five or six hundred thousand.

At this time, Pu Chengli was far less powerful than the secretary, bodyguard, and subordinates who supported him after he became rich. If Fang Chen hadn't known him, Pu Chengli would have been no different from an ordinary rural man.

The broad rough hands, the dark skin, the wrinkled forehead, the white washed clothes, and the soil under his feet were just the light that flashed in his eyes from time to time, revealing a hint of unusual shrewdness.

Fang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He never expected that Pu Chengli was actually here, and judging from his posture, he might have already had thoughts about this walnut forest.

He originally thought of taking action in advance when Pu Chengli didn't notice the walnut forest.

Because in his memory, Pu Chengli made a fortune probably when he was admitted to college.

Unexpectedly, Pu Chengli would now focus on Walnut Grove.

I don’t know if it was because of something that went wrong in his previous life that Pu Chengli didn’t take action until he was in college.

Or maybe it was because of his butterfly that he attracted Pu Chengli's attention to the walnut forest in advance.

"Uncle Fang is out for a walk. This is your eldest grandson, right?" Gao Yimin, the head of the village in front of him, greeted Fang Yongnian with a smile.

Pu Chengli also said hello awkwardly.

Fang Yongnian nodded and said with a subtle expression: "Chengli, do you want to take over this walnut grove?"

Pu Chengli's face changed slightly, and then he said with a smile: "I have this idea. Isn't the land all contracted now? I think this land is quite good. It would be a pity to leave it uncultivated. It is better to plant something else."

Hearing this, the corners of Fang Yongnian's mouth curled up slightly. If Fang Chen hadn't told him about the value of this walnut forest before, he might have thought that this land was almost deserted.

"Uncle Fang, this walnut grove is of no use anyway. The walnuts produced are thick and unpalatable, so we might as well contract it out, and it can sort out a knot in your mind." Gao Yimin said.

Fang Chen's expression changed, and then he glanced at Pu Chengli.

Pu Chengli was more complicated than he thought. He had done a good job in preparation. It seemed that Gao Yimin had been pulled over by him, and Gao Yimin's words seemed to scratch his grandfather's itch.

Grandpa has always felt sorry for this walnut forest. If someone is willing to contract it now, it means that this walnut forest is no longer a waste, and grandpa's decision back then is not a mistake.

Fang Yongnian said quietly: "Contracting is not impossible. As long as the general policy remains unchanged, contracting out some wasteland in the village will also be a good thing for the village. We can have a meeting to discuss it."

After hearing this, Gao Yimin and Pu Chengli both shrank their necks. It would be easier to talk about it if the major policies remained unchanged.

But it would be hard to say if this big policy changes.

Even the most basic village cadres have heard about the debate about the national line at the upper levels. Even at this time, the county and the town have been divided into two groups and are vigorously criticizing it.

And if they choose to contract, they will automatically be classified as reformists.

If the conservatives win, not to mention the huge number of deaths, they will definitely not be able to lag behind. They have experienced those crazy ten years.

"Let's talk about it then, Uncle Fang, you are busy." Gao Yimin's expression changed, and he did not mention whether to contract or not, and left with Pu Chengli quickly.

"Bah! What the hell! I really thought I could do whatever I wanted with just my pain!" Fang Yongnian spat!

"This land was opened up by me and my people. The walnuts I planted are indeed useless. It is a waste of manpower and material resources. I recognize this matter and will do so for the rest of my life! But if you want to use this as a handle to threaten me, it is impossible!" Fang Yongnian was furious.

, said angrily.

Fang Chen rubbed his nose. It seemed that Gao Yimin had really angered his grandfather.

He finally understood why Pu Chengli didn't acquire this walnut grove until two years later. It definitely had something to do with his grandfather.

Just speaking to Gao Yimin, how could grandpa let Pu Chengli take over the walnut grove?

Therefore, only after Taizong's southern tour, when the wave of reform and development came completely, and could not be changed by human will, Pu Chengli was able to contract this walnut forest.

Fang Chen looked at his grandfather with a subtle expression. If he hadn't seen this scene today, he really wouldn't have expected that his grandfather almost destroyed a billionaire.

only……

Fang Chen twitched his lips sadly. He originally thought that his grandfather would agree, but he didn't expect that there would be such twists and turns.

Don't you have enough brain power?

No, he should have been able to see through this little trick in his previous life, otherwise others would have swallowed the meat, bones, and even the dregs.

Could it be said that after rebirth, his body became younger and some of his experience and eyesight in his previous life also disappeared? Fang Chen is a little bit better at the moment!

After returning home, Gao Yimin frowned and said, "This old Fangtou is hard to deal with. If he goes to the village committee, wouldn't it mean that this old Fangtou can do whatever he says?"

It is perfectly normal for the first and second-in-commands not to urinate into the same pot. This has been the case throughout the ages.

Not to mention, Gao Yimin had always been the village party secretary for almost ten years. It was not until Fang Yongnian came back that he was relegated to the second-in-command position. It would be a joke to say that he had no objection to Fang Yongnian.

"Contracting matters can never go around Lao Fangtou." Gao Yimin said helplessly.

He himself felt puzzled. Old Fangtou was a commune secretary. He could just retire when he retired. His eldest son and younger son were both from the city. It would be great to enjoy the blessings in the city honestly, but he had to earn this with him.

Village party secretary.

How can a village party secretary be so good?

If it were someone else, he would still have a way, but for Old Fangtou, he really felt that the stones in the pit were smelly and hard.

In terms of public prestige, he is definitely not as good as Lao Fangtou. When Lao Fangtou led several surrounding villages as the vice president to imitate Dazhai, he was not even a team leader.

In terms of leadership relationship, Lao Fangtou is the commune secretary. Even the current commune secretary, when meeting Lao Fangtou, he has to respectfully call him "Secretary". It is really not something he, a village-level cadre, can do.

"Let's put Uncle Fang's matter aside for now. I think Uncle Fang's eldest grandson may also have thoughts about this walnut forest." Pu Chengli said slowly.

Gao Yimin waved his hand nonchalantly, "Are you thinking too much? How can a teenager who is still in school have thoughts about this walnut forest? It's impossible."

"It's possible, it's completely possible." Pu Chengli said firmly.

He smelled an aura from Fang Chen's body, a similar aura.

Just like two ferocious beasts, you can smell each other's scent from a distance.

He smelled a fierce and tenacious smell from Fang Chen's body, as well as greed and desire for the walnut forest!
Chapter completed!