Dressed as the cannon fodder who died prematurely, I will marry the villain in anger

The news from Pingzhou and the Three States Free Trade Zone were transmitted back to the Southland by Liao Xuewang, Qiao Xi and others, and then summarized in the hands of Xie Zhan.

Xie Zhan finished reading the information and remained silent. Fan Yang was a little puzzled. Didn't Liao Xuewang and Qiao Xitong and other people from the Royal Business Group make a profit in the free trade zone?

Why didn't the patriarch look happy? Xie Zhan asked someone to call in his math experts. He gave them the information he had collected about the bets made by Wu Ren and others and asked them to calculate it.

Fan Yang was confused. One night later, several math experts told Xie Zhan with dark circles under their eyes,

"The Pingzhou team cross-arranged corresponding positions based on the payout ratios given by different handicaps for different matches."

"With this betting method, even if the worst possible outcome occurs, they will not lose too much."

"Unlike everyone who pursues maximization of benefits, their approach is based on sacrificing maximum profit, but it is steady and even if they lose money, they won't lose too much." Xie Zhan seemed to be thinking about it.

Fan Yang was puzzled.

“Not pursuing maximum profit?”

"Master, I don't understand. With Pingzhou's strength, it is entirely possible to open a market in the free trading zone and make a lot of money." Xie Zhan said,

"Lü Songli is very careful about her reputation. She is very ambitious and will not do anything to tarnish her reputation." Fan Yang: "But the team led by Wu Ren, Ji Wuyin and Gu Huaisheng is capable. It is not impossible to make money by betting in the direction of the greatest benefit for each handicap. Why would you participate in football betting in such a way that may not make money?"

"Lv Songli is seeking stability." What Xie Zhan didn't say was that now that she is in a stable position, she does have the qualifications to refuse a high-risk gamble.

"What do you mean by that?" Fan Yang asked. Xie Zhan stood up and said,

"Lu Songli once said this on the way to exile, 'Wealth and honor are sought in danger, but also lost in danger. One out of ten times you seek them, nine out of ten times you lose them. A real man should avoid the idea of ​​luck when doing things.'" What a clear-headed understanding.

Fan Yang was also shocked by this sentence. After a long while, Fan Yang stammered,

"But I've studied Lu Songli's life, and she gambled a lot."

"You mean before she became famous." Xie Zhan naturally knew what he meant. Before he and Lu Songli broke off their engagement, the Xie family was powerful and the Lu family was weak. When she was playing the game with him, she was very gambling.

Now the two sides have changed their positions. Lu Songli no longer needs to bet everything. Even if he sits at the gambling table and puts down the chips, as long as the other party is not interested, he can just turn around and leave. She can afford the price of refusing to gamble.

Fan Yang lowered his head and thought, it seems that Lu Songli's gambling was indeed before she became rich. Fan Yang said with a hint of sarcasm,

"Lv Songli is becoming more and more timid now." Xie Zhan did not agree.

"What Lu Songli did was right. Before, poverty was not an end, but now it is better to be rich and lasting."

"She owns half of Dali. With such a huge power, as long as she advances step by step, she can exchange time for space for victory." Fan Yang thought about it and it was indeed true. After figuring it out, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. A woman like Lu Songli could still be so calm after achieving such an achievement, without pride and blind self-confidence. It really makes people have to admire her.

Fan Yang was still puzzled.

"Master, I understand what you said about Lv Songli seeking stability, but what is the purpose of the Pingzhou team led by Wu Ren and Gu Huaisheng doing now?"

"You don't earn much, but you still waste so much manpower, material resources and financial resources. Isn't this just a waste of time?"

"With all these human, material and financial resources, wouldn't it be better to invest them elsewhere?"

"They didn't do this in vain." Xie Zhan exhaled slowly and gave an answer.

"Their target is the surrounding areas. Qingzhou District accounts for almost 60 to 70 percent of the human traffic in the Sanzhou Free Trade Zone. The participation of their funds will make the amount in the pool bigger, and the gambling economy will appear prosperous, and people will consume heavily." Fan Yang understood that Pingzhou's move was to boil a frog in warm water. People in the free trade zone would not realize that their money was being taken away.

"So, those who opened the market and participated in the event were just joining in the fun? The one who really made a fortune in silence was Qingzhou District?" Xie Zhan nodded.

Fan Yang: "Then Wang Yun and the others had a lonely time?" Xie Zhan didn't say anything, right? Wang Yun and the others were prepared to fight with Pingzhou, but the Pingzhou team participated and made it more fun, so that everyone could have more fun.

In fact, Pingzhou directly bypassed the stage they built. Now it was like Wang Yun and others punching cotton and being fooled.

Fan Yang took a deep breath. No wonder the head of the family said that when it comes to economics and commerce, no one can compare to Lu Songli!

"Wang Yun, Tuoba Jin and others are bound to lose this game. I must set off back to Chang'an." Xie Zhan has foreseen the development of the situation. The Three States Free Trade Zone is about to undergo major changes, and he can no longer stay in the South.

Qingzhou Wharf is the world of manual laborers. Many men from all over the country choose to come here as their first stop to find work when they first arrive in the Sanzhou Free Trade Zone.

The wharf here belongs to Pingzhou, and there is indeed a lot of work, requiring a large number of manpower every day. It can be said that Qingzhou District supports many poor people who come to the free trade zone to find work.

At this time, the laborers had just unloaded a shipload of goods, received their wages, and were preparing to have lunch. Fifteen-year-old Mao Yuanyi, wearing a ragged jacket, collected his wages, went to buy two coarse-grain buns, and was about to find a place to eat, when he was stopped by an old man he knew well.

Yu Kang called him,

"Ayi, come here." Yu Kang asked him to break the steamed buns and gave him a lot of pickles.

"Your aunt brought the meal over. There are too many dishes and I can't finish it. Can you help me eat some?" Mao Yuanyi responded and took a big bite to hide his emotions.

Yu Kang ate his meal with a smile on his face, and from time to time he invited him to eat. One of them was from Pingzhou, and the other was from Dali, but they hit it off right away.

There are many people like them who work together to find work. Sometimes the employer needs fewer people, and the people of Pingzhou will occasionally give way to the people of Dali because they feel that it is not easy for them.

There are many examples like this. In the words of the governor, when one's food is well-stocked, one will know etiquette.

"Uncle Kang, we work so hard and so hard every day, how come you can always smile?" Mao Yuanyi asked curiously.

"The work I do now is tiring, but there is hope in life and I am happy." Yu Kang told him that there was already a scholar in his family, and it didn't matter if he suffered a little bit of hardship and fatigue, but he could see hope.

Mao Yuanyi nodded. Indeed, people are most afraid of living a life without any hope, just like his family.

"Uncle Kang, is Pingzhou really that good? I see that you people from Pingzhou are very optimistic."

"That's not right. Pingzhou is good, and so is our governor."

"You may not know that since the governor took office, Pingzhou has always had light corvée and low taxes." Mao Yuanyi had inquired about it, and found out that Pingzhou's tax rate is 1% in thirty, which is considered a low tax.

“Apart from this tax, are there any other taxes?”

"Nothing."

"But this land doesn't belong to you." He was afraid that it would be taken away while he was planting. Hearing this, Yu Kang smiled.

"You have to think about it this way. Yes, the land does not belong to us and cannot be bought or sold. But we did not pay to buy it, did we? We can be tenant farmers for the landlords, so why can't we help the Pingzhou government to farm the land?"

"We only need to pay taxes, and we don't have to pay rent. After paying the public grain, the remaining food is all our own. This is much better than before. People should be content."

"Uncle Kang, what do you think of me moving my family to Pingzhou?" Mao Yuanyi asked. Yu Kang said leisurely,

"I can't make the decision for you. I can only say that we are not native to Pingzhou. We came from the northern border. It took us two years to settle down with the help of the government. Now my eldest grandson has started his enlightenment. I would never have dared to think of this before."

"This year, our Pingzhou government has done a lot for the people, such as paying for bridge and road construction, providing subsidies for planting seeds, and subsidizing the construction of kangs... These are all tangible measures that benefit the people." The governor gave them hope, so they were willing to follow her.

Mao Yuanyi looked at their mental state and believed what they said in his heart. There is light in people's eyes and you cannot deceive others.

He decided to write a letter home and ask his family to pack up and come to Pingzhou. If possible, the few acres of thin land at home should be sold, but if not, there would be no regret.

When they arrived in Pingzhou, they could take two or three years to settle down, which was acceptable because they were reluctant to leave the few acres of thin land, and stayed in Dali, working hard every year, but there was no surplus food every year.

He really didn't want to live like this. There were many Dali people who thought like Mao Yuanyi. Who wants to live such a hard life when they can live a little easier?

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