Gao Leng smiled slightly, and knocked his fingers on his pants twice, this action made Lao Hang look at it, he knew that as long as Gao Leng's fingers were so habitually knocked twice, it would mean that the cheetah was going to hunt.

Lao Hang's face sank and pulled Gao Leng back more and more, he knew that as long as he had this heart, he would definitely pounce on it, so he persuaded again: "You should know, even if you expose this scenic spot, people can drag it out for ten and a half years without development, besides, how to expose it? This scenery is good, but it is not a 3A4A level attraction, there are more attractions that have not yet been operated, and there are no waves when this kind of small attraction is exposed." ”

"I have counted. Gao Leng smiled strangely: "This mountain will be arranged by you." ”

Lao Hang didn't say much, he took a deep look at Gao Leng, he had already understood his temperament, and it was useless to say more about what he decided.

Since Gao Leng said that he wanted to take it, there must be a perfect way.

But what is the perfect way?

Looking for media exposure that the project here has dragged on for ten years? Although this kind of scenic spot that is not a few A-level attractions is beautiful, it will not cause a sensation, and the sea where similar scenic spots have not been developed has gone away, and there are no big waves;

Although the title of Secretary Su Province's exclusive occupation of the scenic spot into a private back garden will definitely attract onlookers, it is impossible to drag out Secretary Fang, the land of his villa is rented, and he cannot be found on his head at all, such exposure will only cause lawsuits, and the media will lose steadily, and he will have to be questioned by the local propaganda department.

Lao Hang couldn't understand that this land was not easy to take.

"If you really take this land. Mr. Jian swallowed his saliva and stretched out two fingers: "Take it down, the land alone will cost at least tens of millions, although this place is not a star-rated scenic spot, it is an excellent recuperation holy place, you look at these old men in the village, all of them are living a long life." ”

Good mountains, good water, good air, the surrounding villages have not been developed, there is no industry, commerce, longevity is inevitable. The value of the land will rise with the operation, tens of millions This is only a conservative estimate, and it is really operational, this kind of industrial chain is hundreds of millions, and it is easy.

It's hard to eat such a big piece of fat.

But if you really eat it, it's not an ordinary fragrance, and it will be hundreds of millions of dollars!

After Qi Feng finished his order, the director of the county planning bureau immediately began to operate, called the office, and the leader above opened his mouth and personally led a team to inspect the project.

A few people walked around the village, Qi Feng wanted to go inside to have a look, but he didn't speak, he was a little sensitive when he came to this place to take the land, and then went to the lake inside for fear that Secretary Fang would think too much, so a few people went around the village and discussed some project details in detail.

Lao Hang and Mr. Jian followed them and listened carefully, while Zhang Xuelong stayed at the entrance of the village, and he couldn't understand it if he wanted him to listen, so he still stayed honestly and waited for the top to arrange specific matters.

"Young man. An old man came over and asked with a smile: "Is it really the big leader of the city who came today?"

"Is that still fake?" Zhang Xuelong raised his head proudly, he could inspect the project with the director of the city's planning bureau, which he had never thought of before.

"Grandpa, drink some water. At this time, a girl's crisp voice like a yellow warbler floated over, Zhang Xuelong raised his eyes, and was stunned, the feeling of being struck by lightning was numb from his hair to his heels.

I saw a girl wearing a Miao suit, wearing silver jewelry on her hands, her face was round and white, her black hair was scattered, her appearance was very delicate and her temperament was extremely pure, in Zhang Xuelong's eyes, she was like a little dragon girl who had just come out of the ancient tomb.

The heart pounded violently and violently.

The whole person collapsed tightly.

Twenty-year-old Zhang Xuelong felt very nervous about the appearance of a girl for the first time.

He didn't know what it meant to be love at first sight, he used to look at a beautiful girl secretly, but he could see this girl, but his eyes were always glued to her body, and he couldn't leave.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm thirsty too, can you bring me a cup too?" When the village chief's son saw the girl come out, he immediately leaned up and pretended to smell it: "It's so fragrant, Xiaoxiao, what kind of dried flowers are you carrying, so fragrant, or are you fragrant yourself?"

Zhang Xuelong's heart that had just rippled was as if he had been stabbed violently, and when he saw the appearance of the village chief's son, 'Mr. Cai', it was as if the little dragon girl had been defiled.

"Her name is Tiny. Zhang Xuelong read a sentence silently, and glared at the village chief's son fiercely: "Why are you so close to the girl." ”

"What are you doing?" the village chief's son laughed, his eyes wandered up and down on Xiaoxiao's body, and he whistled: "You say, what do I want to do?" The word 'dry' accentuated the tone, full of obscenity, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao was so frightened that he hid to the side.

Xu was used to being bullied, Xiaoxiao even lowered her voice when she screamed, and helplessness and fear permeated her face.

Xiaoxiao is the village flower of the village, and the girls of ethnic minorities have a characteristic, either they look very average, or they are very beautiful, and Xiaoxiao belongs to the very beautiful group, and this appearance is not said in the star pile, but it is a pity that she has little education, and she has not studied after junior high school, and has been staying at home waiting for marriage.

This is what every rural girl from a poor family will experience, some go out to work and then come back to get married, and some help at home and wait for marriage.

In addition to marrying a good family, such a girl has almost no second choice, and the so-called 'good', most of the definitions are very simple: the family that marries lives in the county seat, that is, a good family that has stood up to the sky, and marrying in a village close to the county seat is also an excellent family.

Xiaoxiao has an older brother in the family, in order to supplement the family to go out to work, his parents also went to the assembly line of the factory in the city, and the grandfather at home was old and no one took care of him, so Xiaoxiao stayed at home.

"You speak cleanly!" Zhang Xuelong couldn't stand it, and the girl who was extremely innocent at first glance was so greedily teased, so he rushed to the front of the small one and blocked the hand stretched out by the village chief's son.

"Do you really think you are a big official? They are bulls, you are bulls?" When did the village chief's son ever lose face so much? Pointing in the direction where the director had left, he said provocatively: "I think you are at most a driver who drives for people! Who do you think you are?!"

"I'm not a cow, can you try it from me?" Zhang Xuelong took a few steps forward and grabbed the collar of the village chief's son, turned his head and nodded at Xiaoxiao, and said softly: "You come into the room quickly, don't worry, I'm here, he won't dare to touch you in the future." ”

"You, you, you. The village chief's son raised his fist sharply.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Zhang Xuelong's face sank, he gritted his teeth, Xiaoxiao, who entered the room, turned around and glanced at Zhang Xuelong, standing nervously at the door and watching the conflict outside the door, the sun shining on her clothes, outlining her beautiful and young figure.

At the age of eighteen, the youth that had just developed was overflowing, and the trace of fear and gratitude in his eyes was cast on the twenty-year-old Zhang Xuelong.

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