Chapter 839

Amid the hustle and bustle, it was March in the blink of an eye. Yang Feng followed the troops to the capital to participate in the grand political conference. As soon as the bus arrived at the hotel, the reporter immediately surrounded and stared at the door.

"Are you looking for village head Yang?" Feng Yan stood at the door, smiled and asked.

The reporters laughed, they did come to Yang Feng, but you could not be in front of a provincial governor, saying that we came for Yang Feng. It was too much to hit. If you were to interview the delegation of Western Qin, teach you a lesson to see, it would be troublesome. "As village head Yang said, you are waiting at the gate of the Great Hall in two days. There are some private matters to deal with today, so you didn't act with us."

Yang Feng was now with the eighth master. He knew he would be besieged by reporters, so he didn't even use his family. He asked the eighth master to send someone to pick him up. Unexpectedly, the eighth master came in person and was caught by the eighth master for lunch.

The eighth master's respect and gratitude to Yang Feng came from the depths of his soul. In the past, although he was also a famous person in the capital, it was also on a certain level. It must not be compared with today. In the past, he nodded and bowed when he met any childe brother and young lady. Now, he can finally harden up. All this is brought to him by Yang Feng.

The meal was almost the same. People in the capital made this mistake. Opening their mouth was politics. "Village head, you have to go back to the meeting this time. It's estimated that you have to rise again?"

"It's too young. I promise, but the people of Western Qin don't promise." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Ten thousand yuan per person, I don't believe they don't agree." the eighth master smiled.

"No money!" said Yang Feng.

"Pull it down, cry in front of me, and I won't help you. It's said that your father-in-law is going to enter Beijing, so you don't have any ideas." the real purpose of the eighth master is, in fact, here, as a person in the capital, paying attention to politics is a compulsory course in life, and it's normal for the eighth master's channel to know something in advance of ordinary people.

"Yes, I wonder when I can be the son-in-law." the eighth master was stunned, smiled and raised his thumb. Looking at the goal of others, it is estimated that it is unique in the whole country.

"It's estimated that you'll have to wait for ten years." the eighth master smiled.

"It's still good in ancient times. People are eighteen or nine years old when they are a son-in-law. We're fast enough. We still have to be in our forties." Yang Feng sighed.

"You are content. You have lived high for too long and don't know the hardships of our people at the bottom." the eighth master smiled.

"Eighth master, are you hard?" Yang Feng asked.

"How can it not be difficult, international and domestic, to draw out a president, prime minister, Prince and Princess casually? I can't afford to offend anyone who can reach a provincial leader! Just say that in years, a large number of rich people will withdraw from you and worry me!" the eighth master said with a bitter smile.

"Pull it down! How did I hear that the eighth master of the capital had a cramp in his hand when he counted the money." Yang Feng has heard about this. Naturally, he won't believe what the eighth Master said. Although his supply here is limited, the eighth master must keep it every month. Otherwise, if the one who can't push comes to order and can't take it out, it will offend people. The eighth master must have this means to be able to mix in the capital for decades.

"I'm worried about my brain cramps. You say I can't afford to offend any one. This person's appetite is bigger and bigger. We usually sell by bottle. People ask for it directly by box. If I hadn't been frugal at ordinary times, I would have been baffled by them." the eighth master smiled bitterly.

"Everyone is born an actor. Eighth master, you are a natural performance. It's better to work hard and earn money than to work hard and can't afford to buy a house or eat meat!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Money has its troubles, and no money has its troubles. Generally speaking, people can't be happy all their life, except for village head Yang. I found that you are a happy immortal in the human world." eighth Master said.

"There are so many troubles, because you ask too much, or eighth master, you put down everything now, travel around the world, and then go to Shanghe village to provide for the elderly?" Yang Feng asked with a smile.

"Can't let go! Can you let go of everything now?" the eighth master asked with a helpless smile.

"I don't know. I haven't tried or thought about it. Anyway, I don't have to worry about anything. I'm not short of money." Yang Feng smiled.

"So you're at ease! You really don't want to pay attention to that recently?" the eighth master asked.

"Ignoring what he does has no impact on my life," Yang Feng said.

"That's you. Ordinary people can't hold it in exchange." the eighth Master said with admiration.

"I can't hold on. It's because I have a problem. I'm hard at forging iron. I'm not afraid of this level of attack at all. Everything won't change if Shanghe village is located in the tree. Shanghe group and Shanghe village are located in Shanghe village. As for me, the people all over the country don't know that. Can I make a false explanation?" Yang Feng asked.

"So you're a cow!" the eighth master smiled.

"If you want to change the eighth master, what are you going to do?" Yang Feng asked.

"In the past, I would try to dig this man out and let him pay his due price. Now, I think it's best to treat him cold like you. At my age, the most afraid thing is the lace news." the eighth master smiled.

"No matter what age, the lace news is not terrible. What's terrible is the people's heart. Officials are afraid of losing their official position, businessmen are afraid of affecting business, ordinary people and families. In fact, think about it. Once things break out, are you afraid to solve the problem? No, since you can't, once you retreat and fear, you can only make things worse and the results worse, that's right There's nothing to be afraid of. What to worry about will come eventually. Stretching your head is a knife, but it can also be painful. Shrinking your head is also a knife. If you can't kill it, you have to be repaired. Why? "Yang Feng explained.

"Having said that, when someone has a strong heart like you, as an official, the style problem will affect his official career. As a businessman, he always feels that he is the soul of the enterprise and can't establish positive energy, which is the loss to the enterprise." eighth Master said.

"That's why people take advantage of it. The situation is magnified. If there is no power sex transaction and people are happy with each other's death, what do you say?" Yang Feng asked.

"Is there such pure pornography in this world?" the eighth master asked.

"No!" Yang Feng smiled and shook his head. All living beings in the world are for benefit. The word benefit is the first, and there will be a knife on the beginning of the color word.

"Don't you think you are either?" the eighth master asked gossip.

"Certainly not. If I were the poor village head, would you sit with me for dinner and chat?" Yang Feng asked.

"No." the eighth master answered very honestly. Talking to people like Yang Feng, hypocritical performance, will only make you despised.

"That's enough. Although some words are ugly, but to be honest, I still have self-knowledge. Now, I've become innocent, and my wife won't divorce me, but in the past, if I was poor and innocent, I would never be pushed to Miss Dong." Yang Feng said with self-knowledge.

"Ha ha!" the eighth master couldn't help laughing and chatting with Yang Feng. He always felt relaxed, so you don't have to think too much. "You chased Miss Dong, but you blinded the eyes of many young talents in the capital. If you weren't far away in Shanghe village, it's estimated that someone would have something to do and ask you for trouble."

"That's why I don't want to come to the capital. Some people always doubt my strength, and I can't make them happy, so it's better to save trouble and everyone has less trouble." Yang Feng smiled.

"It's true that the capital has lost a lot of gossip without you. It's estimated that many people are waiting for you when you go to Beijing this time?" the eighth master asked gloating.

"The moon in the mirror and the moon in the water are empty after all!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"You don't want to pigeon all the media?" the eighth master asked.

"No, but the result may be a little different from what everyone expected." Yang Feng smiled mysteriously, and even the eighth master was curious. It seems that Yang Feng has been prepared for it. Think about it. If Yang Feng can't solve it, how can he establish that strange country.

Although Shanghe village is a tiny part of Nanling, it seems to exist independently of the world and is so uncoordinated with the whole world, as if everyone is drunk and I wake up alone. However, such a place has created a huge business empire, and all this comes from one person, the young man in front of him. Of course, in terms of age, Yang Feng is not young. He is over thirty. How can he be described as young? But if you look at his appearance, Yang Feng is really young. He looks like twenty-six or seven. In a very exaggerated word, you can see the traces of years on Yang Feng, but the years flow backwards.

He was chatting with the eighth master, from politics to himself, and talked about all kinds of interesting things in the capital. Yang Feng's phone rang. It was Lu Zihan. When Yang Feng answered the phone, he heard Lu Zihan whisper, "brother Yang, didn't bother you."

"No, I'm drinking with the eighth master. What's up?" Yang Feng smiled and asked.

"My grandfather asked you if you were free at night. If you were free, let you come home for dinner." Lu Zihan said.

"It's all right in the evening. I'll go there at that time." Yang Feng promised. At this time, old Lu still had time to eat with him. It's not easy!

"Cow!" the eighth master raised his thumb, which is really admirable. When the first chief invited Yang Feng to dinner, he had to ask if he was free. Most people can't ask their grandparents for a chance.

"Envy, envy, don't think too much about my feelings." Yang Feng smiled proudly. In fact, he was a little curious at the bottom of his heart. Old Lu must have something to do, otherwise he wouldn't have time to entertain him at home.