Chapter 135: Taking Fu Zheng as the target of strategy

"It's okay, go check it out, the car shouldn't have left."

Zhang Xiumei glanced at the wall clock. It was almost one o'clock now, so she should still have time if she went.

Fu Zheng frowned, nodded seriously, and left in a hurry.

The moment the motorcycle whirred, Gu Qingqing immediately turned to Zhang Xiumei fiercely and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Telling others this is your shop? Humph, is it really yours? As long as I'm here, I'll see if you can succeed."

Zhang Xiumei clutched her waist speechlessly, her chest heaving violently. "If you keep talking nonsense to me, I'll slap you."

She was really mad. In fact, this child had been acting strangely since yesterday. She didn't want to do anything and would only do things she was willing to do.

I asked her to clean the clothes hangers and hang clothes, but she refused to do it.

And if an acquaintance comes and chats with her, she will prick up her ears and follow them wherever they go.

Yes, she did tell her friends before she got married that this was her own store. She just wanted to pretend, but she didn’t really want to do anything else.

Judging from yesterday's abnormal behavior and today's trouble-making, it seems that this child is guarding against her.

Although she is still a child, she is as tall as me.

Looking at the childishness that has not yet grown out of its immaturity, I can only swallow my anger.

Putting aside other things, just think about the fact that Wanxing helped me so much, how could the things that the naughty kid thought of happen?

But... I'm still very angry.

"Hit me if you dare."

Gu Qingqing curled her lips at her.

That disdainful look made Zhang Xiumei so angry that she almost exploded on the spot, but she was not calm enough to beat anyone up. She was so angry that she ran away crying.

Gu Wanxing, who had already stored his bicycle, did not expect such a big thing to happen in the store.

At this moment, she was staring at the two thin men across the street, thinking about something.

He looked across the street, then at a strong man who was storing bicycles.

If she remembered correctly, she had run into these three people at the entrance of the health center.

Now we meet here again, is it a coincidence?

The man in black obviously didn't look like a good guy, with a hideous scar on his face.

While she was still thinking, Fu Zheng came from the west on a motorcycle.

Fu Zheng's arrival attracted the attention of many people at the station sign. One reason was that there were very few people in the town who bought motorcycles, and it was obvious that he was not from an ordinary family.

One is that Fu Zheng’s appearance is really good, and he will definitely attract people’s attention wherever he goes.

The motorcycle stopped in front of her. The man shook his hair coolly, his eyes full of doting: "Get on."

"Okay." Gu Wanxing smiled shyly. For some reason, whenever she saw him, she would think of that cool kiss...

"Did the village party secretary call you?"

Fu Zheng felt the weight on his shoulders, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

In the past, she would get on the motorcycle directly, but now she unexpectedly held onto his shoulders.

This feels good, he likes it.

When Gu Wanxing saw Fu Zheng again, he was interrupted and forgot what he was about to think deeply about.

"Boss Lin said he called, but he said 2,800."

When it came to business, she didn't have time to think about anything else. She was just thinking about what happened last night, but now she had forgotten everything.

Nothing can stop her from making money, not even men.

Fu Zheng shifted gears and started the motorcycle, driving away.

Gu Wanxing habitually held the back seat with his hands.

Try to keep a fist's distance from the person in front of you, and do not allow physical contact between the two of you.

In the past, this was the most basic courtesy and sense of boundaries, but now Fu Zheng is obviously not happy.

So when I reached the intersection, I slammed on the brakes.

Driven by inertia, Gu Wanxing leaned forward, her whole body pressed against the man's broad and strong back.

"Mom, be careful."

Fu Zheng has always been riding his bike very steadily, and the first accident did not make Gu Wanxing suspicious.

"Then you take good care of it."

Fu Zheng took her hand and placed it on his waist.

Gu Wanxing finally understood his good intentions: "Oh, hurry up and leave, it's so hot."

She couldn't help complaining, and her face became hot again.

Fu Zheng smiled triumphantly, started the motorcycle again, and then changed the subject: "Two thousand eight, you can take it, but do you have the money?"

Hearing the sound, Gu Wanxing unconsciously tightened his grip: "It's broken, I forgot."

All her money was in the space, and she had never thought that Fu Zheng would come. Originally, she could just find a secluded place to take it out from the space, but now...

"It's okay, I brought it."

Fu Zheng's memorial contained 40,000 yuan, which was more than enough for the ten acres of land.

"Ah? How can this be possible?" Gu Wanxing said with some surprise. She was surprised that he was so rich, so why did he want her to have a stake in running a hotel?

If you ask Fu Zheng why, the feeling is actually very subtle, and he can't explain it clearly. Anyway, when his brother refused to let him pay more, he didn't insist. In fact, if he had insisted, Shanzi would definitely not have to worry about looking for money everywhere.

"What's mine is yours." Fu Zheng said and accelerated.

Gu Wanxing originally wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was filled with a belly full of hot air, so he simply closed his mouth.

You can give him the money after you get home.

The motorcycle was much faster than the crowded bus, and before three o'clock in the afternoon, the two arrived at Wanhe Village.

The car entered the village and stopped directly in front of the brigade gate.

The old branch secretary had been waiting for a long time. When he saw them coming, he came out of the house with a smile to greet them. The cold face he had yesterday had long disappeared.

But there were two other people following behind him, one was middle-aged with a Mediterranean appearance, dressed like a cadre with a stable job, and the other was tall and thin, wearing glasses, a white short-sleeved shirt and a tie, with a blue folder tucked under his armpits.

After entering the house and being introduced, I found out that the two people were the deputy director of the Municipal Land and Resources Bureau and the mayor.

It was also at this time that Gu Wanxing learned that the ownership of the wasteland was half owned by the government and half by the village. In other words, the village also had the right to decide. It was not that the government could sell it to whoever it wanted. The village also had the right to choose not to agree.

Moreover, this piece of wasteland has been put out for bidding since last year, but no one, whether individual merchants or individuals, has come to inquire.

Gu Wanxing also saw the bidding documents and even saw the private documents in the other party's folder that were not disclosed to the public. There was a reserve price on it, which must not be less than 2,700. If she wanted it, she could even get it processed immediately and complete the relevant procedures within a week at most.

No wonder the old branch secretary was so anxious yesterday. The cheapest price was 2,700 yuan, and if they offered 2,500 yuan, they would definitely not agree.

The cadres in the unit are still very humble, keeping a low profile and speaking calmly.

However, their main purpose was to get her to buy all the wasteland.

When he said this, Gu Wanxing looked at Fu Zheng who had been listening attentively beside him.

Seeing that he was still not ready to speak, she interrupted their conversation.

"If I want all of it, are there any preferential policies? After all, it's nearly a hundred acres of land."

She also saw in the secret document just now that the total area of ​​the land is 93 acres.

In fact, from the moment they came in, those people regarded Fu Zheng as their target and spoke to him eloquently.

Even the cadre named Liu didn't realize that his hair was messed up by the ceiling fan.

The few strands of hair covering his shiny head were already fluttering beside his left ear, like a national flag fluttering in the wind.