Chapter 815

Those who know how to respect others are good people.

However, Zhang Yi saw with his own eyes how Mr. Fang abused Han Miao behind the scenes. Even if he killed her, he didn't believe that this guy was a good man. He didn't believe that he would take out 660 to buy Incense after being trapped by a bald or a monk.

In view of his unusual identity, Zhang Yi will not question Fang Yuan.

Han Miaozai, who is more curious, doesn't need to ask. She just needs to see how Fang Yuan answers.

Han Miao's distrust greatly hurt Fang Yuan's self-esteem. Some angrily replied, "I really gave them six hundred and six hundred yuan and three twenty notes."

"I can't imagine that you will be slaughtered."

Han Miao shook her head in disappointment.

The little secretary was disappointed. He didn't feel sorry for Fang Yuan and was killed for six hundred and six, but complained about the fake monks in his heart: why only six hundred and six, at least six thousand and sixty-six, to make the bastard angry, then rough, and then he was arrested and sentenced to thirty or fifty years, so he wouldn't have a chance to scold me today.

Even if he couldn't do such a small thing, he was really some useless bald donkeys -- just when Han Miao thought so, Fang Yuan had put on a proud face and said, "in the evening of the day I gave them 660, I stole more than 300000 from their vault. Can you imagine that these three hundred thousand are just the money for the bald donkeys to sell incense a day? I thought, it's hard to mix in the future. I'll shave my head and become a monk. "

"Ah, you, you stole more than 300000 from others, and you were wronged for 66?"

Han Miao's eyes were full of incredible looks and regret: those bald donkeys were really useless. Why didn't they catch him when he stole money?

"Sister, I know what you're thinking. I must regret why I didn't get caught when I stole money. Maybe I'm still wondering whether to report to the police and arrest me. But I'm not afraid. Everything needs evidence. "

Fang Yuan, like the roundworm in Han Miao's stomach, smudged Xingzi more proudly. After flying around for half a day, he said to Zhang Yi, "leader Zhang, if you really want to develop Lihua mountain scenic spot, you have to promise me a condition?"

"This amorous region is not yours. Why should I promise your terms?"

Zhang Yi, who was really relaxed now, disdained and said, "do you want to say that you want to build a temple in the scenic spot and you will shave your head to be the money of monk pit tourists?"

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness, benefactor Zhang, you have a pair of eyes like a torch. It seems that you are destined to be with my Buddhism. It's better to take off this worldly skin bag, cut off these three thousand worry silk, and come to my Buddha to eat fast and chant scriptures. You will be very free and have great fortune."

Fang Yuan put his hands together, slightly bent down and bowed his head in front of Zhang Yi, said in a voice of vicissitudes and sincerity.

"Poof -- cut!"

Zhang Yi finally couldn't help laughing. Then he realized that it would undermine the dignity of her leadership. He quickly shut up and looked up at the mountain: "Fang Yuan, don't be glib here with me. Just say what you want. Why did you bring me here. Don't talk about it. You just want me to steal a half day's leisure. We're not even friends now. I'm not free, and I'm not in the mood to be friends with you and go sightseeing together. "

Now that the leader's topic is back to the truth, Fang Yuan no longer makes jokes. After raising his hand and making an invitation gesture, he took the lead in walking up the mountain: "leader Zhang, what do you think of the road here?"

"Bad, terrible."

Zhang Yi followed him, and Dai Mei frowned slightly. To tell the truth, "no wonder the scenery here is picturesque, but no one came, but the road condition is too bad."

"If it is developed here, will roads be built here?"

Fang Yuan asked again.

After mentioning this problem, Zhang Yi immediately returned to her original leadership state, stopped, turned around and swept around again. After shaking his head, he sighed with disappointment: "Alas, although the scenery here is beautiful, it has no decent development value."

Zhang Yi has been the number two economic leaders in Chuannan county and Tangwang city. Zhang Yi's eyes in this regard are not generally vicious.

As she said now, the scenery around Lihua mountain is beautiful, but it is far from meeting the conditions for the government to take money to vigorously develop it.

As we all know, all scenic spots, especially the mountainous areas, if there are no scenic spots and historic sites left by ancient literati and poets, they also have to occupy the characteristics of strange and dangerous, or smart, or majestic mountains.

Lihua mountain is the extension of Mount Tai. From then on, the mountains stretch to the south. The scenery is extremely beautiful when the pear flowers are in full bloom, but it is only in the season when the pear flowers are in full bloom.

After the pear blossoms bloom, only lush trees are left. There are no waterfalls and historic sites on the mountain. At most, it is suitable to be used as the foothold of the air raid shelter and contracted by fruit farmers to plant fruit trees.

In addition, there is no tourism value.

No wonder it is only more than 20 kilometers away from the downtown area of Tangwang, but it has never been included in the development plan, and there is no need to build even roads. It is regarded as a back garden that can provide fresh air for the downtown area of Tangwang.

After listening to her explanation, Fang Yuan nodded: "well, this place is a chicken rib. It's not tasteless to eat. It's a pity to abandon it. It's a pity not to develop. However, the development can't receive any value. Even the fruit farmers who contract these mountains can't receive the expected benefits, which makes many mountains desolate."

Zhang Yi heard something from his words: "why, do you want to contract here?"

Fang Yuan stopped, pointed to it and said, "I want this mountain. It's not a contract, it's a purchase. "

"Buy?"

Zhang Yi understood: "hehe, Fangyuan, you brought me here just to convince me to sell you this mountain?"

Fang Yuan didn't deny it and nodded frankly.

Zhang Yi sneered: "Fangyuan, you think I'm too strong. I just focus on the economic development of the king of Tang, but I don't have the right to sell mountains to private people. I think you are burning incense and looking for the wrong temple gate. "

"Don't worry about this. I'll get the approval from it."

Fang Yuan turned around and pointed down the road: "moreover, I have to rebuild this road. A four lane highway is probably enough. "

Zhang Yi will not be surprised that Fang Yuan said he could get the approval to buy lihuashan.

With his relationship with Longtou, he can still buy a hill in this place.

What's more, he said he would build a four lane highway?

Zhang Yi just doesn't understand why he wants to buy this pear blossom mountain, which doesn't have much economic benefits. Is it to follow Tao Yuanming's example and build a pear source outside the world, or does he want to grow pears here?

Or develop it into a resort?

"Neither."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "I want to build an orphanage on this mountain. When the names are ready, it's called the future orphanage. "

Zhang Yi and Han Miao were completely stunned.

Everyone knows that orphanages are charities. Even the most traitorous businessmen will not invest a lot of money here for charity.

It's no joke to say it's a huge investment.

Apart from other things, he said he would build the road to the urban area, which is more than 20 kilometers long and is in the mountainous area. Although there are old roads in the past, there is no tens of millions that can not be done.

In addition, the construction of orphanages, supporting facilities in orphanages, nursing staff, etc. - naive businessmen will not think that those orphans can produce huge and great economic benefits.

It can win a good reputation.

The question is, do goods like Fangyuan care about reputation?

If something goes wrong, it will be a demon!

He doesn't seem to be joking and serious, so what does he want to do?

"I just want to create an orphanage here. I don't have any other ideas. Don't think wrong, leader Zhang."

Fang Yuan turned and continued to walk up.

If those respected entrepreneurs want to do charity here, I still believe, but you -- hum, how can I not want to be crooked?

Zhang Yi lowered his head and looked at the rugged path under his feet. Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind: "at the foot of Lihua mountain, there is a big treasure that the world doesn't know!"

In the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, there was a small vassal state in the king of Tang area, which was recorded in the county annals of the king of Tang in books.

The county annals (formerly known as Tangwang county) also clearly recorded that after Emperor Qin Shihuang ruled the world, the small vassal state perished, and the descendants of the royal family buried a large number of treasures at the foot of a mountain, trying to make a comeback.

Although it's just a legend, it also leads many people to look for treasure here.

As far as Zhang Yi knows, the well-known "looking for lost" studio in China has come here for a detailed survey and found some ancient coins, which proves that those recorded in the county chronicles are not entirely groundless.

Now, under the guise of charity, Fang Yuan says he wants to invest a lot of money here to create orphanages and build roads -- so what more reasonable explanation can he have besides taking this opportunity to dig the legendary treasure?

"Scared!"

Zhang Yi's twinkling light hasn't disappeared yet. Fang Yuan suddenly turned around and shouted, "how do you know this?"

"I... ah!"

He was suddenly yelled by Fang Yuan. Zhang Yi, who was scared to retreat backward, stepped on the air. He fell back in the cry, raised his hands and looked back. His eyes were full of despair.

It is said that this is a rugged trail, and the slope must be at least about 40 degrees. Fortunately, Zhang Yi is wearing half high-heeled shoes and is diligent in fitness. Therefore, when he follows Fang Yuan all the way, he is not far behind like the little secretary who didn't rest well last night.

This also means that when she stepped into the air and fell back with a desperate cry, Han Miao couldn't hold her completely out of balance in time. She had to roll down the foot of the mountain hundreds of meters high like a ground gourd after she fell.

"Ah, sister Yi!"

Han Miao also found out and hugged with open arms. However, the distance between the two sides was more than ten meters. What else could she do except scream?

My life is over!

Zhang Yi, who has some ancient prose skills, instinctively cries in his heart when he closes his eyes.

Many years later, when her hair was as white as frost, I didn't forget this day. A pair of warm and powerful hands could firmly hold her slender and powerful waist when she was about to roll down the mountain upside down.

After a few years, she really felt the generous mind of a real man again, heard the strong and powerful heartbeat and smelled the charming faint smell of tobacco.

When she found her balance on her back and slowly opened her eyes, she saw a disgusting face and those guilty eyes.

This is a round face.

The fleeting guilt in his eyes was due to his deliberately exaggerated scream, which frightened Zhang Yi and almost turned into a big goods.

It was him who hugged Zhang Yi in time, in the way of warm fragrant nephrite.

Zhang Yi stared at him like Sun Gang a few years ago.

At a loss, with infatuation.