The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 444 The Statue of Master Fuli

At the security guard's direction, A-Qing and Ling-Ling led their friends into the commercial street.

The feed stores and veterinary clinics that once operated on the street were all closed down. The white tiled walls were covered with horrifying, scarlet "Demolish" signs.

Incense burners filled with burnt incense and candles were casually placed in front of the shop.

"Oh My God"

Upon seeing this scene, Ah Qing was shocked, as if she couldn't believe it at all: "The entire street has been expropriated? It's only been a few days."

The last time I came to Changping Village with Momo, it was still a feed street. More than half a month has passed since then, and the place is now deserted.

"In fact, it's not just one street, but almost half of the village that has already been acquired."

Qiu Lingling smiled and said, "I've always said that Sister Zhiyu is about to raise funds and go public."

Chen Zhiyu enjoys extremely high prestige in the village. Coupled with the 50 million yuan he earned from the previous sale of the pet park and the investment from Lin Ying, the land acquisition process went extremely smoothly.

Chen Zhiyu had previously helped his fellow villagers make money, and now he plans to further invest in his business.

The villagers were naturally very supportive, and 80% of them did not choose to take the money, but instead hoped to exchange it for the right to use shops of the same size in the resort.

As for the land certificate, that's impossible. The land in Changping Village belongs to the village collective, and everyone only has the right to use it and a property certificate. No one can get a land certificate.

After walking through the commercial street, we arrived at the site where Chen Zhiyu's veterinary hospital used to be.

There's no veterinary hospital here anymore. Instead, there's a giant lake connected to the Changle River, surrounded by nothing more than gravel and a thin layer of concrete around it, with sunshades all around.

Inside the sunshade, there are all sorts of vendors, from selling bait for baiting to grilling sausages with volcanic rocks, to the survey point of the Institute of Ecological Resources, and even the village clinic, all setting up sunshades and turning on fans to do business.

In twos and threes, fishermen who had been defeated in a real-life battle with the big fish jumped into the lake and lay down on the simple soft mattress in the village office, with Huoxiang Zhengqi Water in their mouths and complaining to the doctor with a face full of indignation.

What are you saying? You guys are so mean, raising the fish in the lake to be so fat.

It's not that I'm incapable, it's just that Shimano slipped. Everything will be fine once my Daiwa arrives.

The village clinic doctor was all smiles, letting the fisherman's words go in one ear and out the other, just taking it as a joke.

For those giant fish in the river that weigh two or three hundred pounds each and seem to have become sentient, let alone Shimano.

Anyone who can haul these things ashore without using a .50 caliber revolver is definitely a reincarnation of the Fishing Emperor.

The doctor has seen no fewer than fifty anglers this week who were stunned by the big fish.

On the cement road surrounding the lake, fishermen gathered in small groups, while the live streamer roamed around, broadcasting live.

Whoever catches a fish, they immediately rush over and livestream the exciting moment when the other person catches the big fish, letting out a series of loud, hoarse shouts and praises that sound like noise.

However, the "noise" from the pretty female anchors, when it falls into the ears of the anglers, is no less than a stimulant, directly maximizing its emotional value.

It greatly satisfies the show-off mentality of anglers.

No male could resist the praise of a group of girls in black JK uniforms.

The fundamental logic behind fishing addiction is actually stimulating the deep-seated human genes to satisfy the primal instinct to hunt and wait for prey to take the bait.

They're all wearing black stockings, JK uniforms, and bikini-clad girls now.

Whether it's fish or not isn't that important anymore.

"Ah Bai, stop watching the show. Find a chance to go to the homeless shelter and hide all those machine guns and cannons in the storage room." An Sheng looked around the fishing area with a strange expression, and muttered to himself before speaking to Ah Bai, who was wagging his tail and looking at the stream.

"Woof!" Ah Bai snapped out of his daze, barked at Master Fuli, glanced at his little master, and then sneaked under the table and ran towards the homeless shelter a few kilometers away.

An Sheng stretched out his limbs, strolled back to A Qing's side, jumped onto the chair, and let out a soft moan.

"Hmm? Oh."

Upon hearing this, A-Qing glanced at Lingling and said, "Xiao-An said that A-Bai ran into a friend it met at the pet park. It went to say hello and may not be back for a while."

"Friends from the pet park?" Qiu Lingling was taken aback, her face full of doubt, and she couldn't remember whether there was a fisherman lurking beside her.

However, knowing where Ah Bai went, she stopped worrying about it.

Although Ah Bai is a bit dim-witted, it is strong and bites fiercely, so it is unlikely that it will be kidnapped.

"So you're here!"

Chen Zhiyu, whom we hadn't seen for a while, had shed the professional dress she wore when she ran the pet park. Instead, she wore a black high-necked hooded sun-protective shirt, paired with slim-fitting capri pants and white sneakers.

Between her ankles and trouser legs, her tanned skin shone with a healthy glow. She approached silently, her steps light and graceful, like a feline.

Chen Zhiyu took off the sun hood, plopped down next to A Qing, took out a pack of tissues, unzipped his sun-protective clothing, revealing a black sports bra, and sweat beads covering his flat stomach.

"call"

Chen Zhiyu let out a long sigh of relief, relaxed his shoulders, and wiped the sweat from his body, saying, "I've been discussing construction plans with the survey team and designers the whole time. I almost fainted from the heat on the street."

"Wow, this place has changed so much!" Ah Qing glanced enviously at Sister Zhiyu's rosy abs, then looked at the new fishing spot.

"Construction hasn't even started yet; we've just temporarily dug out a lake," Chen Zhiyu said with a smile. "This place will only evolve into a complete leisure resort after the New Year."

As she spoke, she turned her head and secretly winked at Master Fuli, who was squatting on the bench. This wink was completely out of character for her and instead made her look a little playful.

"I never imagined that in just one month, I would go from being an office worker to the owner of a fishpond. However, all of these changes are good for me; I seized the opportunity."

After Chen Zhiyu finished speaking with a face full of emotion, he smiled and looked at A Qing, took out his phone from his pocket, and showed everyone a rendered image from his album.

A-Qing and Qiu-Lingling were slightly taken aback when they saw the rendered images in the album.

The picture shows a fox statue with its head held high, looking extremely proud. Because its neck is stretched so long, the fur on its chest is sticking up, giving it a slightly frizzy appearance.

The statue in the rendering is so lifelike that it looks as if a real fox were standing there.

Next to the picture are the dimensions; the statue, including the base, was 3.3 meters tall when completed.

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Ah Qing felt that the fox statue looked very familiar. With a thoughtful expression, she picked up the little fox and placed it on the table. She raised her finger and touched the little fox's chin, lifting its cheek.

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The little fox and the fox in the rendering look like they're looking in a mirror.

"Huh? Huh!"

A-Qing's eyes widened, and she looked at Sister Zhiyu with surprise, asking, "Is that Xiao An in the rendering?"

(End of this chapter)