Chapter 886: Village Chief Du Jiutian

After hearing Ning Huanxin's words, the atmosphere under the old locust tree seemed even stranger.

There's something strange! There's something strange about these villagers. Why don't they say anything about that villa?

Ning Huanxin also noticed that when she mentioned the 200 million yuan and the compensation, the old people's faces became even stranger.

"Cough, cough, cough."

At this moment, a man in his fifties walked over slowly, coughing. He looked at Ning Huanxin and Jiang Liran strangely, and then asked coldly, "What do you two do?"

"What do you do?"

Young Master Jiang hated it most when others talked to him in a condescending manner, so he immediately asked back coldly.

"I am Du Jiutian, the village chief here."

Du Jiutian looked intently at Jiang Liran and Ning Huanxin. These two outsiders looked very sneaky. They were taking photos and chatting with the villagers. Could they be... reporters? Thinking of this, Du Jiutian's eyes became even colder.

"We are building a big project here, and outsiders are not allowed to come in casually."

Du Jiutian spoke coldly, as if he wanted to drive Ning Huanxin and Jiang Liran away.

At this time, seeing Du Jiutian coming, the other old people took their small stools and instantly dispersed, returning to their homes, moving extremely quickly.

At this time, only Ning Huanxin, Jiang Liran and Du Jiutian were left under the old locust tree.

“Yo, there’s a big project!”

Jiang Liran stepped forward with a look of disdain: "Village chief? What a high-ranking official! I'm so scared. Do you know who I am?"

Young Master Jiang is used to being arrogant and has a condescending nature in his bones.

Seeing Jiang Liran's attitude and tone, Du Jiutian hesitated for a moment. Could this man really be some big shot? But the people from Tianyuan Group had received him before, and there was no such big shot!

Du Jiutian was hesitating.

At this moment, Du Jiutian's cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at Jiang Liran and Ning Huanxin, turned aside and answered the call.

The person who called him happened to be the person in charge of a holiday resort that he was familiar with.

"Village Chief Du, don't say I didn't take care of you, brother. According to reliable information, our holiday villa has been sold to a young master in Yanjing, and he is now in the villa. You must not offend him. I heard that the young master has a great background and an even greater temper!"

Du Jiutian: ...

Village Chief Du suddenly had a bad feeling.

It seems that I have offended him? Du Jiutian immediately hung up the phone, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his head and looked behind him with a smile. Hey, where are the people? At this time, where is the shadow of Ning Huanxin and Jiang Liran under the old locust tree? "Why did you pull me back?"

On the way back to the mountain, Jiang Liran looked at Ning Huanxin with dissatisfaction.

"I'm hungry."

Ning Huanxin calmly put forward her reasons: "I want to go back to the villa to eat. Sister Huang said her cooking skills are very good."

Jiang Liran: ...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Damn it! Jiang Lixing, is your woman sick? Yes, both of you are sick!

No matter how sulky or gloomy Jiang Liran was, Ning Huanxin always looked calm and leisurely, as if she had completely ignored Young Master Jiang's expression.

When the two returned to the holiday villa, they saw a group of people busying around in the villa. Such a large villa needs daily maintenance and cleaning, which really requires a lot of manpower.

And among those older aunts, a touch of red was particularly eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)