Chen Wang said unhappily.

As soon as these words came out, the village chief's face suddenly turned red.

"Then...then how much did you say?"

“40!”

"No, no, no, no, absolutely not. Even if I agree, I won't be able to pass the village meeting."

Chen Weiguo shook his head repeatedly.

"Village Chief, if you are like this, don't ask me for help in the future."

Chen Wang said calmly.

"Don't say that. 40 is really impossible. 60 is the lowest."

"No, be more straightforward, 50 per acre, 100 acres, I'll sign for ten years."

"Ah? Ten years?"

The village chief was dumbfounded on the spot.

Chen Dazhuang and Chen Aijun were also stunned.

They didn't know whether this price cut was beneficial to Chen Wang himself.

Little did he know that Chen Wang was taking advantage of the village chief's mentality in order to maximize his own interests.

Only he knows that the price of land leasing will only become more expensive year by year in the future, which is an inevitable trend.

The longer the contract, the better it will be for him.

If the buying and selling of land in the country was not prohibited, he would definitely buy it directly.

"Are you sure you want to rent it for ten years?"

The village chief asked seriously.

"Yes, ten years, but the rent can only be paid annually."

Chen Wang nodded.

One hundred acres of land, 50 yuan per acre, 5,000 yuan a year, which is enough to make you half a millionaire.

After buying 100g of gold and a sewing machine for my wife, there is only 50,000 yuan in the family bankbook now, which can be paid off in one lump sum over ten years.

But there will be many more ways to make money in the future, and he will definitely not give them all at once.