In the ancestral hall,
Lu Wendong was offering incense.
The snake can't walk without a head,
The position of village chief is vacant,
Someone had to take over.
Lu Tianming from the third branch was excited.
To glorify our ancestors
He never thought that the third branch would have such a day.
"Alright."
When Lu Jiugong saw that Lu Wendong had finished offering incense, he took the lead in clapping.
"Wen Dong, the conditions are a little simple. There's no other way. I'm wearing mourning outside."
"I'll make it up later."
"The most important thing is that the villagers are satisfied."
Lu Wendong turned around and looked at everyone.
Village Chief?
He smiled.
"The majestic pass is as hard as iron, but now we have to cross it from the beginning."
"Let's encourage each other."
"Alright."
Everyone applauded.
"The village chief is talking about croaking. As expected of someone who has drunk foreign ink."
"Wen Dong, what's the next step? The villagers are waiting for you to make a decision."
In the end, Lu Jiugong still couldn't put down his pride.
He didn't call him village chief directly because he was older.
"The people in the city use shark's fin to wash the pot every day. The villagers also want to do so."
"Fishing."
Lu Wendong had many kinds of businesses in his mind.
However, the most direct business for him now was real estate.
Hong Kong had a red chip to support the market.
The property market is booming. Buying it is a profit.
Therefore, Hong Kong people were buying houses as long as they could make a down payment.
He had calculated that he could almost finish the tail.
Or the most insane fishtail,
"Invite President Wan in."
Lu Jiugong changed his mind.
Last night, he thought about it over and over again and felt that it was still the most profitable to do it himself.
"Wendong, do you really want to let that fake foreigner off?"”
Lu Wendong gently wiped the hair on Lu Jiugong's shoulder with his right hand.
"Duke Jiu, your hair fell out."
Lu Jiugong shuddered.
"I'll invite him personally."
"Village Chief."
Lu Tianming blushed.
He was happier than anything else when he saw Lu Wendong sit on the village chief's throne.
" Dumb refused to come to the village. He said he was busy with business."
"Alright, I'll pay a visit when I'm free."
"Have you counted how many empty rooms there are in the village?" asked Lu Wendong. It has to be habitable."
"60 units can accommodate people."
Lu Tianming thought about it seriously.
"Get Aunty to clean up. The furniture is all ready-made. Just add some bedding."
A soldier of sacrifice costs 5,000 Hong Kong dollars.
And then you have to pay for it,
Lu Wendong calculated that he could recruit another 10 men of sacrifice.
"Tianming, clean up three sets first. I need them."
< System Notification: You have recruited 10 Death Warriors. They will arrive in 30 minutes. Please be prepared.>
[Your physical fitness has shown a little. You have obtained a new skill, Iron Skin. Current realm: Ninth Stage.]
Lu Wendong could clearly feel that his body had become stronger.
He looked at the Iron Skin skill again.
Pure horizontal martial arts, can withstand ordinary blades.
If you practice it well, you can avoid bullets.
"Brothers will come over later."
Lu Wendong ordered the men of sacrifice to guard him like bodyguards.
"Go and pick it up."
"Village Chief Lu, congratulations."
Wanshan walked in with a face full of spring breeze.
He had a briefcase under his armpit.
It looked very formal.
"Please sit."
Lu Wendong was in a good mood.
He was in charge of a village.
The death warrior was absolutely powerful.
He was very confident that he could carve his own path in this world.
Wanshan was a sensible person.
His life creed was that one should never go against money.
It didn't matter how much they had to compromise for a project worth tens of billions.
He took out a file from his briefcase and handed it over.
"The Lu Corporation's articles of association and all the company's seals are inside."
"Village Chief Lu, take a look and see if there's any problem."
A man of sacrifice not far from him came forward and took the document bag from Wan Shan's hand, ready to hand it to Lu Wendong.
"There's no hurry."
Lu Wendong did not care about this.
The company was dead, but the people were alive.
The most important thing is money,
"President Wan, have you discussed it?"
“55.”
Wan Shan gritted his teeth and directly gave the starting price.
He felt that this young man's gaze was a little sharp.
Like those high and mighty giants on Wall Street,
It was as if he could see through people's hearts.
In front of such a person, he did not want to bargain like a vendor at a roadside stall.
"If it doesn't work, then I have no choice but to ask Village Chief Lu to take back the rights in my hands."
The ancestral hall instantly fell silent.
Lu Jiugong opened his mouth to speak, but he remembered the young man's warning last night.
He swallowed the words back into his stomach.
No one said anything.
Everyone was waiting for Lu Wendong to make a decision.
55？
“OK.”
"President Wan, we'll be partners from now on." Lu Wendong stretched out his hand.
"Nice to meet you."
Wanshan heaved a sigh of relief.
For a moment, he was really afraid that this young man would reject him.
He stepped forward humbly.
She held Lu Wendong's hand with both hands and shook it hard.
"Thank you, Village Chief Lu. I can guarantee that this business alone is enough to make you a tycoon in Hong Kong."
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