Ah Chen had considered saving him, but how?
If he could exchange money for his teacher's life, Mu Achen wouldn't mind spending money to save his teacher's life for twenty years, but that would require his teacher's consent.
Moreover, in this matter, the one who truly makes the decision is not Mu Achen, but the teacher's children.
But Ah Chen wanted to chop that bastard up.
Upon learning of this, Ah Chen's mood visibly somber.
He gave the money in his hand to Zhao Akang and asked him to send someone to deliver it to Teacher Meng's house under any pretext or in any other way.
Just make sure Teacher Meng doesn't find out that it was given to him by Mu Achen.
After that, he arrived at the intersection of Daobeizhai Road.
The scene here was several times more lively than when it was held on the sidelines.
The area was packed with people, and all kinds of vehicles were parked in rows and rows.
People were coming and going in a constant stream, shoulder to shoulder.
People from all over who want to enter the Miao village must first undergo a check here.
Since martial law was declared in both inland and outlying regions, vehicles attempting to enter Miao villages have been subject to very strict checks.
After the public security and armed security personnel have checked, the Miao people will also need to be checked.
With the grand event drawing ever closer, according to incomplete statistics, as of last night, more than 60,000 non-Miao people had entered the Miao village.
Moreover, the number of people is constantly increasing.
If we allow people to bring in dangerous goods, and a serious incident occurs, it will become an irreparable major news story.
Ah Chen told Bai Awu and Yang Ayao not to follow too closely, and changed into a set of Han Chinese clothes in the nearby shed before going out, after all, he didn't want to expose his identity to the non-Miao people all the time.
Then I went directly to the earthen embankment on the right side of the intersection.
This location is about ten meters higher than the ground below, and offers a wider view.
Ah Chen sat on the grass on the earthen embankment, gazing at the scene of thousands of people below.
Behind Mu Achen was a newly built guesthouse. Anyone with a bit of money would stop here first when they came to Miao territory, have a meal of local Miao cuisine, and then enter the Miao village.
But Ah Chen didn't seem to realize that his position attracted a lot of attention.
Because...every non-Miao person who comes here knows that not only are the prices relatively high, but more importantly, --
The surrounding area is full of elite Miao people, known as the Blue Miao.
You cannot be in Ah Chen's current position without permission.
Moreover, the Miao people were all dressed in Miao costumes, while Achen was the only one wearing a simple Han costume.
...
"Who is that kid? Impressive! He's actually observing from the lookout tower of the Blue Seed branch here."
"They must have connections, otherwise, whoever can just go up there!"
“The higher you stand, the wider your view becomes. I also want to go to that spot and look out over these thousands of people. Look, it’s so lively over here.”
"Keep dreaming."
"Look, look! The person approaching that kid looks like Yang, the accountant from Shengtang."
…
The non-Miao people below lined up to have their way through the check-in process to enter the Miao village, while whispering among themselves as they looked at Achen's spot.
Of course, besides discussing Achen on the embankment, they also talked about the various sacrifices made by the Miao people under the leadership of the quasi-Miao king during the natural disaster, as well as the touching news they saw on television and in newspapers.
Yang Ayao came over to Achen's side and sat down on the grass. Although he knew Achen had come, he couldn't help but laugh more and more at Achen's outfit.
"What are you laughing at!" Ah Chen glanced at Yang Ayao.
Yang Ayao really wanted to say: "Who are you to tell me what to do? According to seniority, you should call me 'Uncle'."
But he dared not say it, for he hadn't seen Miao army commanders Li Ayin and Bai Awu just a few meters away.
If Yang Ayao dared to say it, he would never doubt that Li Ayin could rightfully kick him down.
You should know that this is the prospective Miao King, not just the future Miao King.
The green seedlings and the black seedlings had always disliked each other, so when Li Ayin kicked him for this reason, he really couldn't find a reason to refute it.
Therefore, he should not seek death and should quickly report the accounts of Shengtang with various counties from last month to Achen.
During the floods, Shengtang's total investment exceeded 170 million yuan, far exceeding the budget by two to three times.
Furthermore, a quarter of the money was spent in Rongjiang.
As Yang Ayao spoke, he took out all the data, invoices, and other documents for Achen to review.
A few days ago, when Achen returned to the Starry Sky Fruit Forest from Miaoling, Amo had already given him a general overview of this matter.
Unexpectedly, --
Yang Ayao said, "This is just one figure; the amount of supplies we consumed ourselves was much greater."
"Ah Chen, the funds spent in Rongjiang alone amounted to 40 million. Xu Xian of Rongjiang spoke with Jiang Ya and me separately, making it clear that they acknowledge the accounts, but they can't come up with that much money. What do you think about this—"
Ah Chen said, "From the beginning, I never intended for the government to cover the debt, but as for how to do it, you should first come up with a preliminary plan for the Holy Maiden to decide."
"Ah Chen, Rongjiang alone cost us over 40 million! And the others, all in all, it's at least 70 or 80 million. Are we just going to give up like this?"
Yang Ayao was clearly unwilling, after all, the amount of money was too large.
But Achen said, "Mochen Capital is about to invest tens of billions here. You and Jiang Ya both know about this. Discuss with Jiang Ya how to make sure things go smoothly and that Rongjiang will always owe us money."
"Why--"
Yang Ayao sighed deeply. This was really Achen. If it were anyone else, he would have sent someone to ask for even four thousand yuan, let alone forty million.
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