Douluo: You call this a toy

"Actually, 30.00% is not low. Not only the land cost is a lot, but there are also many post-management matters that need you to take care of. You have to agree. I will ask someone to make a contract later. Then, you go back and first Take the land."

Seeing Song Changpei's firm and sincere attitude, Yang Fan had no choice but to nod, "Okay."

"Happy cooperation!"

Song Changpei took the initiative to extend his fat hand.

"Happy cooperation!"

With a final word, the two hands clasped together tightly.

Wow, the boss can actually spend 5000 million on a big project worth 70.00 million yuan. Is he that rich?With [-]% of the majority shareholders, Grandpa Pan is right. You will have a bright future by making money with him.

After bidding farewell to Song Changpei, Yang Fan was relieved of his gloomy mood, and the project construction in his hometown was just around the corner.

"Boss, when you get rich, will you close the medical clinic and focus on other things?"

Not to mention Yin Xiaofu, even others would think so. With hundreds of millions of assets in hand, who would sit in a hospital and guard a few patients.

"Don't worry, my main business is still growing medicinal materials and running a medical clinic. The rest are side businesses to earn some living expenses."

Tsk, modesty?I really doubt that he is from the country. He is so young, has tens of millions of dollars, and is such a capable man. As an undergraduate, I should not give up on my talents by following him.

Um?Could it be that you lied to that person just now?

"Boss, do you really have 5000 million?"

"you do not believe?"

Yang Fan's heart was open, but she didn't fully believe him yet.

Yin Xiaofu shook her head slightly, "Believe it, of course I believe it." Then, she muttered: Believe it, you big-headed ghost.

Jingle Bell.

Yang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was Zhuang Han calling. He wondered why he was calling. After answering, he found out that he was in Nanzhou. He asked for Yang Fan's address and said he would be there in a minute.

It was just in time for dinner, and I was thinking about having a drink with him at noon.

After more than 20 minutes.

Two men entered the hospital one after the other.

The man walking in front was a middle-aged man, his steps were steady, and he exuded a kind of official authority. The man behind him had a cold expression and sharp eyes.

dong dong dong.

With the door of the consulting room ringing several times, the two of them entered the consulting room.

"Dr. Yang, excuse me."

The middle-aged man smiled and said hello.

Luobei Ji?When he saw Zhuang Han beside him, Yang Fan stood up.

"Luo...Secretary, please sit down!"

The top leader of the county committee came, which surprised Yang Fan.

Luo Beiji glanced over and sat on the medical chair.

Zhuang Han said: "The secretary heard that you were in Nanzhou and came here to see you."

"Dr. Yang, my old man often talks about you. When can you go back and see him by the way?"

Luobeiji is very easy-going. Those who don't know the inside story must not know that he is the leader of a county.

"Definitely, definitely. I haven't seen you for a few days. Are you okay, Mr. Luo?"

You still have to say polite words, this is basic etiquette, not to mention, Yang Fan really wants to ask him for help.

"After your treatment, my body is very strong. However, I went to Kyoto a few days ago and I will be back in a week."

"By the way, my neck may be stiff. Is there any way to do it?"

Yang Fan finally understood that Luo Beiji was looking for him to seek medical treatment, and responded: "This is easy to cure. A few injections will take effect."

"Xiao Fu."

Yin Xiaofu was wondering how old the secretary was. When she heard Yang Fan calling her, she immediately took out a box of silver needles.

"The old man has always praised your medical skills in front of me, so let me see it."

After silver needle disinfection, Yang Fan inserted a few needles into his neck and took them out one by one after more than ten minutes.

"Activate now."

Luo Beiji didn't expect it to happen so quickly. He turned his neck a few times and the pain was gone. He couldn't help but praise: "The medical skills are better than those of the experts in the hospital."

"Of course, my boss's medical skills are superb. He can heal the dead, and he can heal the living... and they will be healthier!"

On a whim, Yin Xiaofu almost said that she could treat a living person to death, but fortunately her brain reacted quickly.

"You are a nurse, right? Follow Dr. Yang and you will have a bright future."

Luo Beiji looked at Yin Xiaofu and undoubtedly recognized Yang Fan's medical skills.

"Yeah, I just realized this."

Yin Xiaofu nodded repeatedly.

When the time came, Yang Fan immediately said: "Secretary Luo, I want to ask you for a favor."

"Hey, just call me Uncle Luo. If you have anything to say, speak directly. The premise is that you can't violate your principles."

Luo Beiji half-joked.

"Okay, Uncle Luo, this matter won't embarrass you." Yang Fan picked up his phone, opened the picture, and handed it to Luo Beiji: "You can take a look at my ecological leisure farm design first."

Not understanding what he meant, Luo Beiji took the phone and looked at it carefully.

“You want to build this project?”

Yang Fan nodded, "Yes, I want to contract the wasteland at the foot of Fuyun Mountain, adjacent to Xiaowan Village and Xiaying Village. It is nearly 1000 acres of land. I don't know who to contract it with."

Luo Beiji did not reply, but looked at the drawings several times. His frown gradually relaxed, "Tell me the approximate investment amount?"

"Not counting the land, [-] million."

Observing Luo Beiji's face, Yang Fan felt hopeful.

"You have that much money?"

Luo Beiji looked at Yang Fan curiously, with joy in his eyes.

"I have partners investing."

"Okay, that's it. I'll ask Mayor He to contact you later. Your Xiaowan Village hasn't built an asphalt road yet, right? I'll be responsible for repairing the asphalt road to the foot of the mountain for you."

In fact, Luobeiji had inspected the Xiaowan Village area earlier. How to develop it has always been a headache for him. Yang Fan's move undoubtedly helped him a lot.

"No, I'll pay for it myself."

As long as the government provides support, Yang Fan is not afraid to spend an extra million.

"Haha, you helped me solve a big problem in attracting investment. I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the county government. In this case, quickly make a specific plan and show it to me. I will send someone to assist you."

Luo Beiji actually has a big plan in mind. He would first develop a few mountain peaks and build them into tourist resorts. Because it costs too much, this plan has been put on hold for the time being. As long as there is an opportunity, it will be restarted. And if Yang Fan makes Xiaowan Village rich, It will definitely attract a lot of tourists, and naturally some people will be willing to invest.

"Thank you, Uncle Luo."

This is a thank you from Yang Fan’s heart.

"Work hard, and as long as it helps the local area get rid of poverty and become rich, the government will strongly support it."

Luo Beiji was in a good mood and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder, feeling very pleased and said, "Xiao Zhuang."

Zhuang Han understood and asked: "How much does the treatment cost?"

"It's easy, how much does it cost?"

"Come on, let's have a drink together."

It's too late to be grateful for such a big help, so how can you accept money?

"Okay, you cured my old man's illness. I don't have time to thank you. I will be the host today."

Knowing that Yang Fan would not accept money, Luo Beiji planned to treat him to a meal to express his gratitude.

Yang Fan greeted Zhou Zili in advance, and the four of them went to the Kowloon Hotel in two cars.

Zhou Zili had never seen Luo Bei Ji, and Yang Fan didn't introduce him to him. He entered the box and soon, the dishes were served one after another.

Zhuang Han still had to drive, and Luobeiji had to attend a meeting in the afternoon. Only Yang Fan drank a bottle of beer. When the Huayan Ganoderma Soup was served, Yang Fan immediately said: "This soup is called Huayan Ganoderma Soup, and it is the signature here. Let’s try it, everyone.”

Yin Xiaofu was smarter and first filled a bowl and placed it in front of Luo Beiji, but Luo Beiji stood up, took the spoon, and served it to Yang Fan himself.