The Little Days of the Great Landlord

Chapter 145
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"Where is it so expensive? Do you know who is in that car? They are a research group from Japan's Asato Group. They are going to our county to investigate and invest. If you don't entertain me well, let the God of Wealth go away, don't If it's you, even your village head, I'm afraid I can't bear this responsibility..." Zhao Weiwei felt that it was necessary to make it clear to this stunned young man, otherwise, this guy might drive the God of Wealth away with a single word .

In fact, Zhao Weiwei was overthinking. The Asato Group inspection team that came this time, let alone talking badly, even if you beat them up, they would definitely not leave Yungu County so easily.

"What God of Wealth? Isn't he the Japanese devil? That's your master, not mine..." Wang Xiaoman grinned at Deputy County Magistrate Zhao, and his tone began to be sarcastic.

Zhao Weiwei's face turned blue from Wang Xiao's anger, but he held back his anger. He must always maintain the majesty and bearing of being a county leader.

"I said friend..." County Magistrate Zhao Da had scruples, but his full-time secretary didn't have to be polite, and went to Wang Xiaoman directly because of his nose and face.

"Who is your friend? We don't have friends like you, traitor..." After Wang Xiaoman knew that the people in the car were Japanese, he looked down on the group of people abnormally, and his words became explosive Son.

"You..." The full-time secretary comrade became angry at that time, and wanted to punch this kid on the nose, but looking at his strong body, the idea was dispelled as soon as it appeared in his mind. If so, it's definitely at your own expense.

"What's wrong with me? Hurry up, are you here for tourism or passing by? Tourists should come in and register, and if passing by, leave quickly, we are not responsible for guiding the way..." Wang Xiaoman said in a serious tone.

Mountain people, if they come to the city, they must be very low-key, but in the mountains, let alone you are a deputy county magistrate, you are a high-ranking official, and if you make him dissatisfied, he will ignore you...

"Deputy County Magistrate Zhao, is this how you treat guests?" A short, fat old man got out of the car behind him. The little old man was well-dressed, with a big back and gold-rimmed eyes. , speaks fluent Chinese.

"Hehe, Mr. Asato, I'm sorry, the people in the mountains are ignorant, so I'll send someone to find their branch secretary..." Zhao Weiwei said with a smile.

The tone is very humble.

"Deputy County Magistrate Zhao, if you are not sincere, I think I should end this trip..." The fat old man was quite arrogant, with a look of blindness.

"Mr. Asato, we have 12 points of sincerity, please don't doubt it..." Deputy County Magistrate Zhao was anxious at that time. This time Asato Group inspected investment, but he was the one who focused on it. The entertainment expenses alone It cost tens of thousands of dollars, and if the eggs were beaten, there would be no good fruit for him.

"But I didn't see your sincerity. Your countrymen seem to have a strong hostility towards us..." The fat old man pointed at Wang Xiaoman, who was curling his lips in disdain, and said.

"This..." Of course, deputy county magistrate Zhao saw Wang Xiaoman's expression, but he absolutely didn't dare to do anything excessive to Wang Xiaoman here. When Zhengjiacun went out, there were two things to say.

"Can't you understand people's language? Hurry up, travel or pass by? Register for travel, and leave when passing by. Don't delay our business..." Wang Xiaoman said sarcastically.

Behind the two Audis, several more cars drove up. Obviously, they all came to visit the village, but because the two Audis blocked the front, they all honked their horns.

"You..." Zhao Weiwei was about to yell at Wang Xiaoman with a dark face, but the fat old man said: "We are traveling, please arrange accommodation for us, I want to live in the innermost part of the village." A family..."

"I'm sorry, we don't have any vacant houses in our village. If you want to stay, we can only arrange you to Liujia Village..." Wang Xiaoman was full of sneer. He was watching "Little Soldier Zhang Ga" and "Sparkling Red Star". "Tunnel Warfare", "Mineral Warfare", and "Railway Guerrilla" grew up and didn't have any good feelings for the Japanese.

"You...don't go too far..." Deputy County Mayor Zhao finally got a little angry, "Bring your village party secretary, and I'll ask him face to face. Is this how your village welcomes leaders???"

"What kind of leader? Isn't it the master? The custom in our village to welcome the master is to beat him up, and then throw him into the ravine to feed the wolves..." Wang Xiaoman stared at Zhao Weiwei with ill intentions.

"You...what do you want to do???" Deputy county magistrate Zhao was frightened by Wang Xiaoman's eyes, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

At this time, the doors of the cars behind were opened, and a few young people slowly got out of the car. There were not many of them. There were three cars, and there were 8 people in total. These 8 people were 5 men and 3 women.

The first person was a woman, who was dressed very fashionable, with a cotton waistcoat on her upper body, a miniskirt on her lower body, and transparent slimming underwear on her thighs. Whether it's cold in this snowy day, with boots under her feet, her face is painted with light makeup, coupled with her baby face, she looks pure and coquettish.

The other two women also have good-looking, pure and lovely faces. They are all wearing casual clothes, with high breasts, slender clothes, and slender waists. Although they are wrapped in looser casual clothes, they can still make people People can see its slenderness and softness.

The other five men were dressed in a variety of clothes, but their expressions were very unified, that is, cold, hard, and fierce...

Wang Xiaoman is a normal man, and he was immediately attracted by these three women. To be honest, these three women can be regarded as top-notch beauties, but when he looked at the five men, he felt like I couldn't help becoming vigilant, these five men could be seen as well-trained characters at a glance, of course, Wang Xiaoman was able to see the problem, not because of his vicious eyes, but because facing these five men, As long as you are an individual, you can see the problem...

"Could it be a big shot from which family?" Wang Xiaoman looked again at the headed woman in a short skirt.

"Excuse me, we are here to travel in Zhengjia Village. I don't know where to register???" The woman in the lead suddenly smiled, she was really full of charms, Wang Xiaoman, a stupefied young man, immediately fell in love with him, I have long forgotten to answer people's questions.

"Excuse me, we are visiting Zhengjia Village. I don't know where to register???" The woman asked again.

"Ah? Oh! Are you traveling? Come with me, I'll take you to register..." Wang Xiaoman came back to his senses, his face flushed, and he made an invitation gesture to the eight people, and then walked into the brigade .

The 8 people followed immediately and went to register inside.

"Deputy Magistrate Zhao, I have great doubts about the quality of civilians in your country. As for the investment issue, I want to give the headquarters a pertinent opinion. I think the headquarters will definitely consider it carefully..." Fatty The old man grimaced and said in a low voice to Zhao Weiwei.

"Mr. Asato, as the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to see, and the little devil is difficult to deal with. Our county party committee and county government welcome your group to invest in our county to build factories. These people are all mountain and wild villagers. I hope Asato Sir, don't affect your mood because of these people..." Deputy County Magistrate Zhao spoke resoundingly.

"County magistrate, why don't we arrange for Mr. Asato to live in the village head's house? As a village cadre, I think she should have such awareness..." The full-time secretary on the side said: "I heard that the village head of Zhengjia Village It's a woman, a flower known far and wide..."

"Slap..." Deputy county magistrate Zhao slapped the full-time secretary hard: "You bastard, why did you interrupt me when I was talking? After you go back, you can go back to the government..."

"County... County magistrate..." The full-time secretary was stupefied by the beating. He would never have thought that deputy county magistrate Zhao would actually beat him.

"Don't call the county magistrate, it's the deputy county magistrate..." Zhao Weiwei stared at his full-time secretary coldly. In fact, he certainly knew that the village chief of Zhengjia Village was a woman, and she was also a beautiful woman. A pretty widow with a beautiful daughter.

He knew the details of Mrs. Liu, and he did not deny that he had some thoughts about Mrs. Liu... Deputy County Magistrate Zhao is not an upright official, and he is not polite at all when eating and receiving cards. Hugging him in his arms, but no matter how old Zhao is, he will not push his sisters to the Japanese, of course, except for those 'ladies'. After all, it is a transaction between you and me. of.

Of course he understands the meaning of his full-time secretary's words, but he can't accept it. Now, in his eyes, this young man who was so attractive to him is more disgusting than a puddle of stinky shit .

The full-time secretary naturally understands that his official career in this life is basically over, completely over, but he doesn't know how he has offended deputy county magistrate Zhao...

"Okay..." Applauded, it was the Japanese old man. The Japanese old man had done an in-depth investigation before he came, and of course he could hear the tricks of the two: "Zhao Jun, your integrity is so impressive! I admire it very much, I must be at the headquarters and try my best to make this happen..." The old man bowed solemnly to Zhao Weiwei.

Zhao Weiwei was immediately overjoyed, warmly held the hand of the Japanese old man, and said with a smile: "Mr. Asato, I am here, on behalf of our county party committee and county government, and all the people of Yungu County, thank you..."

"However, I still want to go to the house in the innermost part of the village. I hope that Deputy Magistrate Zhao can support my decision..." The Japanese old man was already quite polite.

"Of course there is no problem with this..." Deputy County Mayor Zhao readily agreed. Although he didn't know why the old Japanese man was so interested in the innermost house, it had nothing to do with him. Investment in Gu County, his achievements cannot be erased.

So, Zhao Weiwei accompanied the Japanese old man and walked along the gravel road in the direction of Yang Ming's house, leaving only the full-time secretary comrade, stupidly stunned.

Along the way, the world was pure white. Zhao Weiwei himself was not in good health, and his skin was covered with goosebumps, but the fat old man didn't care. He walked around and looked around with interest. The scene, but also a few comments from time to time.

"Isn't Mr. Asato cold?" Zhao Weiwei finally couldn't bear it anymore, you old man is not in a hurry, we can't bear it anymore.

"I have lived in Hokkaido since I was a child. In Hokkaido, this kind of weather is normal..." said the Japanese old man.

"Oh..." Zhao Weiwei nodded.

"Hehe, is Mr. Zhao cold?" The Japanese old man scratched his head, looked at Deputy Magistrate Zhao, and smiled kindly.

"Oh, it's not cold. I think back then, when the Red Army marched for [-] miles, millet and rifles were used to resist the U.S. and aid Korea. I went through such a difficult road. I miss it very much..." The deputy county magistrate looked at the old Japanese man with a kind smile. In the middle of the speech, he saw a kind of sarcasm, which made him very upset, and his words were full of guns and sticks. There was nothing in the words of the Anti-Japanese War, but every sentence seemed to slap the old Japanese man in the face.

Old Zhao understands now, this Japanese old man, you shouldn't coax him, the more you coax him, the more he will go wrong. Moreover, this old man has always emphasized that the family in the innermost part of Zhengjia Village is particularly interested in that family, so it must be What is the plan for that family? It seems that if you want the Japanese to invest in the county, you don't have to use a soft policy. If you are a little tougher, it should be easier to achieve your goal.

"Yes, the fortitude of the heroes of your country is not inferior to the spirit of Bushido in our country..." Speaking of the Red Army and the Volunteer Army, the Japanese old man also admired it very much.

"Yeah, back then, compared to the reactionaries, we were mud legs, but we won in the end. Compared with the American devils with steel guns and cannons, we were only made in Hanyang, but we also won in the end... "Zhao Weiwei had an expression of recalling the past, as if he had experienced those passionate years.

The meaning in the words, the Japanese old man can also understand, that is, your bushido, compared with our spirit of hard work, is too far behind, our weapons are behind the enemy, but we won the victory in the end, how about you ? ? ? ?Two atomic bombs dropped...

The Japanese old man couldn't hold back anymore, but he didn't want to offend Deputy County Magistrate Zhao now, so he could only speed up his pace without saying a word.

"Oh, Mr. Asato, don't go so fast. The scenery here is beautiful. I heard that your country attaches great importance to the environment. I don't know how our dilapidated place compares with your country?" Zhao Weiwei saw that the Japanese old man couldn't hold back his face. , suddenly felt no longer cold, and took a long breath: "Oh, it's all car exhaust, living in such an environment all the year round, it's really suffering..."

The face of the Japanese old man is a little distorted. The air quality here is even comparable to the best tourist resorts in their country. So, if this place is full of car exhaust, then what is it in their country?Toilet or morgue?
"Mr. Zhao is humble. Throughout our country, there is no mountain forest with air quality comparable to this place. This place is really a place of geomantic omen..." The Japanese old man said very politely.

"Really? Why didn't I feel it? There are many such broken places in our country..." Zhao Weiwei said with a look of surprise.

"Your country is a big country in the world, and its land area ranks third in the world. This is recognized by the world..." The Japanese old man grinned, with a gloomy feeling: "I have seen a sketch in your country's Spring Festival Gala, which is Gong Hanlin Jun In the performance with Huang Hongjun, there is a sentence in it, which I think makes sense. That sentence is like this, the basketball star Yao Ming, his house has no roof, and the skit star Pan Changjiang, his house is like a water tank... The land area is so big , the cattle raised are bigger..."

"Ahem..." Zhao Weiwei blushed, "Mr. Asato, let's stop chatting here, let's go to the innermost one first, and then let's have a good tour of the village..."

"Hehe, of course..." The Japanese old man smiled and nodded.

Zhao Weiwei accompanied the Japanese old man to the door of Yang Ming's house.

Here at Yang Ming's house, the air quality is the best in the whole village. Every breath here can make people feel a refreshing air rising from the lungs, washing every inch of the body's cells. Moreover, the heavy snow In the flying weather, the fence wall was covered with green ivy.

"Mr. Asato is talking about this family?" Zhao Weiwei was a little puzzled. If this Japanese old man knew such a family in such a remote mountain village, what was his plan? ? ?

"It's this family. Last month, Ms. Keiko Asato from our headquarters visited your country. She was lucky enough to come to Zhengjia Village and tasted the food provided by this family. After returning to China, she has always been fond of the food here. This time The study group was facilitated by Ms. Keiko, and she only hoped to obtain the right to export that high-quality food material. According to Ms. Keiko, the owner of this family is called Yang Mingjun..." said the Japanese old man.

"Yang Mingjun? Isn't his name Yang Ming?" Zhao Weiwei said.

"Ahem, I'm using our country's honorific name..." The Japanese old man coughed twice and said.

"Oh, Mr. Asato, I think you should do as the Romans do. If you use Japanese-style honorifics, I think the purpose of your trip will basically not be achieved..." Zhao Wei said with a half-smile.

Ritual is not a superficial situation, but an instinct imprinted deep in the soul. It is passed down from the ancestors and finally formed after generations of ancestors. It is usually joking, but it can make people feel A kind of respect from the heart, this is the real etiquette, those who pretend to be gestures and formalism, at best, are imitating others and pretending to be crowned like monkeys.

Ritual is not something learned, but a kind that comes from the soul, and it is a symbol of the foundation.

Zhao Weiwei is not a good person, let alone a good official, but he understands this truth, so he reminded this old Japanese man at the right time, lest he be kicked out by others, become angry and go back to China directly.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for reminding me. How about you speak up later and have a relationship with them first..." the Japanese old man quickly thanked.

"Hehe, let's see if anyone from Yang Ming's family is at home..." Zhao Wei smiled, and raised his voice to shout into the yard, "Is anyone at home?"

Through the wide-open fence gate, five black and half-sized dogs slowly strolled out, and plum blossoms were written on the snow. These five dogs were exactly the big black dogs. At the door, five pairs of dog eyes stared at the two fat guys without blinking.

"Who is it?" Sun Fangfang's voice came from the room.

The middle door opened, and Sun Fangfang, who was dressed in home clothes, stood at the door and looked out. These girls love Gange's house very much, the key is that Gange's house has a lot of delicious food.

"Hehe, I'm an official of the county government. Are you the owner of this house?" Zhao Weiwei said with a smile when he saw Sun Fangfang dressed in home clothes.

The Japanese old man also watched with his eyes shining.

"Who are you looking for?" Sun Fangfang said.

But she didn't go out to greet the other party just because he was a government official. It was snowing outside, and a fool would go out... What's more, the eyes of these two people disgusted her to death, and it was pretty good if they didn't yell.

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