My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Secretary Hao, is there anything going on late at night?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

Hao Shanqing on the other end was delighted and said: "Mr. Yang, I have just reported to the superiors. The county secretary Chen will also come here in person. Someone will thoroughly investigate today's matter. Please rest assured."

"Thank you, but secretary, just call me Xiaofeng. Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, always seems too distant."

Yang Feng was helpless.

Hao Shanqing laughed and said: "Haha, okay, okay, if you encounter any trouble, you can come to me at any time to communicate. Today's incident must be an accident. We still have a very good local investment environment."

"Yes, I grew up here myself, so I will definitely go and have a look."

"That's right. Another thing is that Secretary Chen is on his way to the city for a meeting, but after he finished his work, he asked me if I wanted to have a meal with you?"

Hao Shanqing asked.

In their local area, they obviously regard Yang Feng as the God of Wealth.

This person is related to the Lin family in Jiangcheng, and he grew up here.

If Yang Feng sees it right and invests casually, it will start with at least eight figures, and how much employment and economic development it will bring by then.

For the leader of a place.

The biggest political achievement is to improve the local economy, especially in this backward and impoverished county.

Yang Feng also understood what he meant and said: "Okay, I'm afraid I won't have time until later in life."

"Okay, I will make it clear to Secretary Chen then. You have just returned home in the past two days, so you can inspect it carefully, haha."

Hao Shanqing smiled.

He naturally knew Yang Feng's worries.

The two hung up the phone.

Yang Feng sat in front of the table and turned on the computer.

Looking at the final report sent to him by the previous inspection team, his eyes gradually deepened.

There are actually some bright spots in Donghe Town.

One is that there are continuous fields and the land is fertile.

The second is that there are several mountains with pleasant scenery, and the soil on the mountains is good, so many varieties of ornamental trees can be planted.

Plus some small streams and platforms in the mountains.

According to their recommendation, it should be built as a tourist attraction in a new rural area, and at the same time, when doing more publicity, it can stimulate the consumption of local farmhouses or local specialties.

Yang Feng saw the rest of the night before finally slowly falling asleep.

The next day, Yang Feng slept until about nine o'clock in the morning.

After getting up and having dinner at home, I left home early.

He planned to go to Ma Datou's house today to have a look.

Yang Feng still doesn't know how far Na Da Tou's plan to build roads and farmhouses has progressed, and how many people in the village have paid.

However, Yang Feng didn't know where Ma Datou lived now, so he just let Yang Qiaolan take him.

Yang Qiaolan was familiar with the road and took Yang Feng to the entrance of the village near the national highway and said, "It's right in front."

"Why is his house built here? I remember he seemed to live at the end of the village before."

"It's not just for convenience. The land here originally belonged to Uncle Yong, but he bought it forcibly and gave him 1 yuan. Then he built a house. It only takes a few minutes to go to town from here. It’s time.”

When Yang Qiaolan said this, she felt a little aggrieved for Uncle Yong.

Yang Feng nodded and followed to a courtyard.

looked up.

The two large stone pillars at the entrance of the courtyard in front of me look very vigorous.

Looking at the luxurious villa inside, it has a bit of European castle style, and everything looks expensive.

The two walked in the door.

At this time, there was still a lively sound in the house.

"Why do you have no money again? Come on, I will lend you 3000 yuan to continue playing."

Ma Xiaoshan held a cigarette in his mouth, took out 3000 yuan and pushed it in front of a young man.

The young man seemed to have come back from the city. His face was a little ugly, and he quickly said: "Brother Shan, let's forget it. I should go home and prepare for dinner right now..."

"Fuck you, it's only around ten o'clock in the morning, are you a loser?"

Ma Xiaoshan curled his lips and insisted on dragging the person in front of him to continue gambling.

At this time, four or five people were sitting next to a glass round table, with money and playing cards in front of them.

"Brother Shan, we have a guest at home."

A young man discovered Yang Feng.

When Ma Xiaoshan saw it was Yang Qiaolan, he smiled and said: "Lan Lan, why are you here in person? Are you in trouble again and asking Brother Shan for help?"

"Ma Xiaoshan, please pay attention to your attitude. I'm here to introduce Brother Feng to your father."

Yang Qiaolan said very unhappy.

When Ma Xiaoshan heard this, he seemed to recognize Yang Feng and said, "Hey! Isn't this Yang Feng? I haven't seen you for seven or eight years. Where did you make a fortune?"

His eyes brightened and he handed Yang Feng a cigarette.

Yang Feng didn't answer and said, "I don't smoke."

"Don't smoke? That's just right. My dad won't be home until a while later. Why don't you come and play a few games?"

Ma Xiaoshan asked immediately.

As he spoke, he kicked the young man next to him and said, "Didn't you have no money just now? Go back and eat quickly, don't be an eyesore here."

After receiving these words, the young man left here as if he was being amnesty.

Yang Feng looked at the other four or five people present and asked, "Where is the Fried Golden Flower?"

"Oh, just have fun, Yang Feng... Oh no, Brother Feng, you came back from the city, and you know that our rural areas are like this, you have nothing to do to play cards."

Ma Xiaoshan grinned.

Yang Qiaolan snorted coldly and said: "Ma Xiaoshan, don't think that I don't know what you are doing, and don't try to drag Brother Feng into the water."

"Hey, Lan Lan, what you said is wrong. I saw that Brother Feng had just returned to the village, so I received him in the warmest way. Don't you agree, Brother Feng?"

Ma Xiaoshan asked.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "How old are you?"

"Brother Feng, don't play with them."

Yang Qiaolan wanted to persuade Yang Feng.

However, Yang Feng had already sat down at this time.

When Ma Xiaoshan saw that Yang Feng had taken the bait, he was immediately overjoyed and said quickly: "We are not playing a big game, that is, the base is ten yuan, and you can bet as much as you want. This should be fine for Brother Feng." It’s small money, right?”

"Okay, let's deal the cards."

Yang Feng answered simply.

Yang Qiaolan didn't know what he was thinking, so she could only move the chair herself, sit next to him and watch.

At this time, the eyes of Ma Xiaoshan and others showed a little excitement.

Seeing that Yang Feng had just returned from the city, he must have a lot of money in his pocket.

Their biggest hobby is to play cards with these people who have returned from the city, and then cheat the money out of their pockets.

I thought that not many people would return to the village in the middle of the year, but I didn't expect that Yang Feng would be such a big grievance.

"Brother Feng, do you want to cut the cards?"

Ma Xiaoshan shuffled the cards and asked Yang Feng in a pretentious manner.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "Just do it like this."