Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

Jiang Han knew that this was the case for all working people. When they had some free time, they just wanted a place to sit down and catch their breath.

But Jiang Han still felt that it was a bit difficult for these villagers.

He has too many things to do and has only now taken care of the situation here.

"How do you usually contact them?"

"I have each of their WeChat accounts, and a few of us have set up a group."

Jiang Han was just about to ask why they didn't tell him about the group when Guan San said, "Don't you know about the group?"

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment. How could he know?

Guan San took out his phone and opened the group to show Jiang Han, "That's the group. Aren't you in it too?"

Jiang Han actually saw himself among the group members.

Looking at the group name, [Let's work together], Jiang Han's mouth twitched unconsciously.

He remembered this group. Guan San had pulled him into this group that day. He didn't know what this group was for. Because it was Guan San who pulled him in, Jiang Han didn't delete the group out of face.

But he blocked the messages of this group and folded the chat group.

Jiang Han smiled awkwardly. He found this group from the collapsed chat group.

When I opened this group, I saw that a lot of things were already being discussed there.

He did a good job of shielding himself from the outside world.

Jiang Han sent out several big red envelopes in the group.

Everyone in the group can get a red envelope, it’s just a matter of how much.

Even if you are unlucky, you can get a few hundred yuan by grabbing a few red envelopes. The better ones can get thousands of yuan.

The villagers who were originally working, didn't know who reminded them, but when they heard that there were red envelopes to grab, they all came over to grab them.

See the big red envelopes you have opened.

Everyone in the group was shouting: [Thank you, boss].

Jiang Han: If you have any needs in the future, please tell me in the group. If I don't see the message, you can also tell Guan San. As long as it can satisfy everyone, I will satisfy everyone.

The people below once again shouted in unison using emoticons: [Thank you, boss].

Jiang Han felt that this feeling was pretty good.

At this moment, a worker came over and asked, "Boss, are you really here to chase Hailong Aotian away?"

Jiang Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's me."

The worker immediately started rummaging around in his pocket, "Boss, I'm sorry, I need your autograph, but I don't have a pen."

He thought he must be stupid. Why would a worker like him bring a pen when he went out to work? And he foolishly took out the pen from his pocket.

Jiang Han did have a pen with him, "I can sign, but I can't sign on a blank piece of paper."

The worker immediately pointed to his clothes and said, "Just sign my clothes."

He didn't wash the clothes when he got home, and instead framed them to pass down to the family.

Jiang Han didn't know what the worker was thinking, but when he heard the worker say that it would be fine as long as he signed on the clothes, he took out a pen and signed his name on the worker's clothes.

When other workers saw this scene, they also came over and asked Jiang Han to sign.

Jiang Han was not angry when he saw that the workers stopped working.

He was very patient, signing autographs for people one by one and asking them to take more rest.

Except for a few professional interior decoration workers, the rest were villagers from Mantou Village. They all had a very good impression of Jiang Han.

Guan San ordered them to work again.

Although those villagers cannot do very professional work, they can still do odd jobs.

"Jiang Han, your villa is ready for the roof and beams. Seeing you busy these past two days, I asked my wife to take care of the beams and let the workers do other things first."

For this kind of self-built house, raising the beam is equivalent to completing the roof.

Raising the beams and sealing the roof is a big event, and the host family usually holds some ceremonies or something.

"Jiang Han, have you ever chosen a date?"

"Oh, tomorrow then."

Guan San's mouth twitched. He felt that he had just asked a nonsense question. For Jiang Han, it was always better to do it now than to wait for a day.