"Sit, please sit, please take a seat!"
"Tea, serve tea, good tea!"
"Little brother, take my seat. It's cushioned!"
"Chunlian, come quickly and pour tea for this brother."
When a few old men who were unable to move their seats heard this, their eyes widened.
Then they all shuddered and stood up in a hurry to make way for their seats.
What's more, some even clamored for their granddaughter to pour tea for the young man and rub Lin Fan's shoulders and feet.
However, a five or six-year-old kid with a runny nose appeared at the door.
Lin Fan's face darkened and he waved his hand to reject the old man's kindness.
In a remote little village like this, there are usually few bosses coming here.
The old men who stayed were just living a mediocre life, and some of the shops had average business, where they just scraped by.
And now, finally one has come.
Be good...
The business of 2 billion ghost money!
If converted into cash, this would be worth several million.
This old Li has made a lot of money...
It really made a profit!
The old men who had originally envied Old Li's son for his success were now staring with their eyes wide open.
With an income of several million, how many houses can you buy in town?
It turns out that funeral shops are so profitable. If they had known this earlier, they would not have changed their careers.
But now, after beating my chest to pieces, there was no point in regretting it.
Someone gave up his seat, and Village Chief Zhang did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly invited Lin Fan to sit down.
The old men gave up their seats but did not leave. They stood aside attentively, listening to the gossip with their ears perked up.
His face was flushed, and there was no sign of him saying he was too weak to stand for long.
After Lin Fan and Old Li were seated, Village Chief Zhang poured them a few cups of tea and spoke in a friendly manner, with a look of obvious interest on his face.
"Old Li, congratulations first! You've made a lot of money from this 2 billion ghost money business."
After saying that, he pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then asked, "Old Li, you came to me... did you want me to help you find some help?"
It would be difficult for Old Li to complete the huge order of 2 billion ghost money by himself.
In Chikeng Village, Old Li is the only one left working in this line of work.
But there are still many people who know this craft.
It is not difficult to find a few people to help Old Li and rush to produce 2 billion ghost money.
And think about it, if the village convened a meeting, I'm afraid the village committee gate would be blocked the next day.
After all, they are just a bunch of old men and women. Once their children grow up and make money, they don’t have to worry about them.
I usually just stay at home and do nothing.
If there is some work to do and I can earn some money to help the younger generation, I would fight for it.
Old Li had indeed come for this matter, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up. "As expected of the village chief, you guessed it right!"
Hearing this, the uncles who had been gossiping here hurried forward.
"Why do you need to call anyone else? Just come to me!"
"I'm not farming now, so I have nothing to do. I'd be happy to work for you."
"When I made the ghost money, the King of Hell saw it and said it was good!"
"How did the King of Hell know? Did he ask you to come down and have a heart-to-heart talk?"
"Ah, bah, you won't give me a blowjob? Only your wife can do that?"
"Chunlian, come and rub your Grandpa Li's shoulders."
Everyone responded with a flurry of comments.
The village chief smiled helplessly. They hadn't even spread the word about wanting people, but now they were fighting over it.
However, I don’t know how much time it will take to produce the 2 billion ghost money business.
Generally speaking, four or five people are enough.
Old Li couldn't finish the entire order, so it would be a good idea to share some with other villagers.
“It won’t take more than a few people.”
Seeing a group of old friends scrambling to participate, Old Li reacted.
I was just busy bragging and didn't explain it clearly.
What is there to fight for with these people? Not only is there no need to fight, there are not even enough people!
After scratching his head helplessly, he smiled apologetically at Lin Fan, "I'm sorry, Boss Lin, I didn't explain it clearly to them."
"fine."
Lin Fan shrugged and looked at the village chief again, only to receive a puzzled look from him.
Village Chief Zhang asked, "Did I understand it wrongly?"
"You understand correctly, but the amount is wrong."
Lin Fan affirmed, then spread his hands and pressed down to stop the noise of these uncles.
After the surroundings quieted down, he slowly spoke, "The 2 billion that Uncle Li mentioned is not ghost money, but cash."
"I plan to use 2 billion in funds to purchase 1 trillion in ghost money in Chikeng Village!"
Twenty billion in funds does not mean twenty billion in ghost money.
Two billion ghost money, with a value of about three to four million.
This amount of money was enough to surprise the village chief and several uncles, and they secretly sighed at Old Li's good fortune.
But the 2 billion is not ghost money, but cash!
This has already transcended the realm of their surprise and envy.
To put it simply, they were scared to death by themselves!
How much money is this?
As soon as the idea came to several old men, including the village chief, their brains suddenly froze and they couldn't think straight.
How many zeros are there?
If two billion of them were piled together, would they be as high as a mountain?
Can we bury them alive?
With so much money, even if you use a hundred-dollar bill to wipe your butt, your iron butt will be wiped to pieces!
After a long time, the knowledgeable village chief Zhang came to his senses first.
I picked up the teapot tremblingly and wanted to pour myself a cup of tea to calm my nerves.
The teapot was tilted and the water poured directly onto the ground.
"Sorry, sorry."
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