In name only: The land of Handong, I shall rule its fate.

On December 22, Lin Zhiyuan, Tian Guofu, and Qi Tongwei, who were supporting Chuzhou, quietly left.

Dear Secretary Sha, through the Secretary-General, announced that a special Standing Committee meeting on the Chuzhou incident will be held tomorrow, followed by a democratic life meeting the next day.

He had obviously received some information as well.

However, the three of them headed not towards Jingzhou, but towards Lüzhou.

Yang Wanli sent an invitation, sincerely inviting the three of them to participate in the first Luzhou Red Plum Culture Festival, and also to offer some suggestions for improvement.

After a week of development, Luzhou successfully converted online traffic into real economy, and the flow of people has reached a peak in the past few days.

"Executive Director Lin! Secretary Tian! Director Qi!"

"Am I handsome in this outfit?"

Yang Wanli, clad in general's armor and with an exaggeratedly long sword at his waist—the kind whose scabbard could kill—showed off his new skin to the three men with great pride.

Yuan Liang sighed and rubbed his forehead in despair.

You're handsome, but what about me?

Lin Zhiyuan's gaze landed precisely on him, and he couldn't quite keep his composure. Dressed as an ancient clerk with a small mustache, the mayor looked like a sycophantic, wicked villain.

Qi Tongwei's lips twitched repeatedly, and in the end, he could only pat Yuan Liang's shoulder in anguish.

no way!

In other prefecture-level cities, the squad leader and deputy squad leader are at least colleagues, but this is Luzhou, so you just have to endure the hardships.

"Want to get a full set?"

Yang Wanli asked, "With your abs and long legs, Executive Director Lin, you'd definitely charm a bunch of young girls if you played an ancient knight-errant or poet."

"Director Qi, tsk tsk tsk, I'd be willing to share half of the position of Grand General with you."

"As for Secretary Tian..."

A hint of anticipation appeared in Tian Guofu's eyes, after all, the previous two had such good explanations.

"With your broad shoulders, thick waist, and small eyes, why don't you consider Wei Zhongxian? Hey, Secretary Tian, ​​can't you handle this? I'm just suggesting it, you're really suitable, with a clean chin and a kind of effeminate charm."

Yang Wanli fled for his life, but the long sword at his waist had suddenly changed hands, and Tian Guofu was now holding it and relentlessly pursuing him.

Live it!

Yuan Liang gave a fair assessment.

"Since we're already here..."

"Tongwei, let's participate too."

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at the elegant young men and women in the Red Plum Garden and thought, "They're really nice. I can bring my precious Yan Bao here to have some fun."

The gardens of Lüzhou are especially beautiful in winter when the wintersweet is in full bloom.

This kind of beauty is undoubtedly very appealing to young girls, but it also naturally keeps some rough men away. However, things are completely different now, because the NPC girls and the dashing female workers in the park have deeply stirred the hearts of a group of old perverts, who are screaming and their enthusiasm is even stronger than that of young girls.

Even though my ear was practically being ripped off by my female companion, I stubbornly insisted on taking one more look.

"Secretary Yang, Mayor Yuan, how did you manage to do that?"

Qi Tongwei glanced strangely at the garden. Everyone entering was dressed in ancient costumes, and the NPCs, if not all of them were handsome men and beautiful women, were at least pretty.

"Hey!"

Yang Wanli smiled smugly, "They are all students from Luzhou University. I talked to the university about it as a social activity. The students will get credits for playing NPCs. Besides three meals a day, they don't even need to be paid a salary."

"As for period dramas..."

"We provided free ancient costume rental services to the first group of tourists. Later, when they saw that everyone was wearing ancient costumes, they realized that their own costumes didn't match and so they took the initiative to rent clothes."

Is he really taking the initiative?

Qi Tongwei expressed deep doubt.

"Ahem, clothing rentals are 20% off citywide."

Yuan Liang complained, "Someone originally wanted to make a rule that anyone who didn't wear ancient costume and stayed for more than half an hour would be fined 200 yuan, but luckily we stopped them."

The three of them fell silent.

As expected of Yang Wanli, your mind is full of terrible ideas!

"Won't this be a huge waste? A set of period costumes isn't cheap, is it?"

Tian Guofu's DNA as the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission has kicked in again.

But facing this problem.

Yang Wanli seemed deaf, looking up and down, but refusing to answer.

"Secretary Tian has misunderstood."

Yuan Liang said helplessly, "Don't be fooled by how nice these clothes look. Most of them are actually made of polyester fiber. Winter clothes are thicker to keep them warm, but they are purchased in bulk, so the cost price is only around 100 yuan."

"We'll rent it once, two hundred!"

Yuan Liang then pointed to the young men and women taking photos under the red plum blossoms. The photographers were gardeners. "After the tour, the photographers will use specially trained words to persuade them to buy something, even if it's only two hundred yuan."

"Of course, we also offer high-end customized models."

"The price ranges from several thousand to tens of thousands."

Holy crap!

What's the difference between this and robbery? Compared to Luzhou, the barbecue that Li Dakang worked so hard to make in Jingzhou is utterly inferior.

When it comes to making money quickly in Handong, you really have to look to Lüzhou.

However, it seems that Yang Wanli's path is heading in the direction of a cunning businessman.

"Is this how you calculate it?"

Yang Wanli was displeased and tried to defend himself, saying, "Look how happy they are. They have gained happiness, and Luzhou has gained economic benefits. It's clearly a win-win situation."

Boom!

A gong sounded, interrupting the conversation, and several burly men chanted in unison: "Princess Qianqian is offering a price for extras to film her strolling in the garden and admiring the plum blossoms. Those interested should sign up immediately!"

They just finished singing three songs in a row.

The voice rang out again: "Young Master Su Sang is offering a price to recruit extras for a film about thirty armored warriors chasing down a Robin Hood-like outlaw. Anyone interested, come quickly!"

What's going on now?

"Me! Me! Me! I'm signing up!"

Yang Wanli seemed to have triggered some kind of radar, grabbing Qi Tongwei beside him and running away, leaving Qi Tongwei bewildered.

But then I heard a voice whisper in my ear, "The minimum appearance fee for an extra is five hundred."

five hundred?

Qi Tongwei wasn't short of money, but he had to join in the fun.

Lin Zhiyuan and Tian Guofu both looked at Yuan Liang, who had been left behind, seeking an answer.

"This is our ancient style photo shoot event, with a minimum price starting at 30,000 yuan, which includes photography and output fees. Extras' wages are calculated separately."

Yuan Liang's eyes were filled with regret.

Given his attire today, he's not entitled to any of this extra income.

The footsteps drew closer.

However, a young girl dressed in a gorgeous palace dress walked over surrounded by a crowd.

"Hello, sir, can you be my photographer's son-in-law?"

The young girl invited him in a sweet, coquettish voice, her earlobes still flushed slightly.

"Huh? Me?"

Lin Zhiyuan belatedly glanced at his own scholar's robes and thought, "You know what, you really have to admit."

Oh!

Yuan Liang and Tian Guofu started making a disturbing commotion.

"I already have a beautiful wife at home, thank you for your kindness, Princess."

Lin Zhiyuan performed a half-kneeling bow.

The little girl left disappointed.

Lin Zhiyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Maya, if this gets out, Old Man Yan will probably chop him up with a watermelon knife.