Rebirth, you call this an honest man?

A neat one million was displayed in front of the old man, and all the villagers working in the ancestral hall became quiet.

Wang Heng's uncle was also stunned. He thought that his nephew was going to spend tens of thousands to give his mother Huang Meixiu some face. He never expected that Wang Heng would bring an astronomical figure.

Uncle Wang Heng quickly went over to cover the suitcase, pulled Wang Heng and said, "Nephew, this money is unnecessary. Put it away quickly. If you have 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, you can make it very lively. I will definitely give it to you."

My sister has gained face."

Wang Heng didn't care that his uncle was pressing the suitcase and asked him,

"Uncle, how many people are there in your village?"

At this time, the uncle was shocked by the one million. When he heard Wang Heng's question, he directly replied, "More than 980 people."

"There are 980 people. This place is a bit small. So you can help me find a stage builder. First, give me the entire venue that can hold 200 tables, and then build a large stage for operas in proportion."

The uncle blankly picked up the pen and wrote it down in his notebook,

Perhaps because Wang Heng's aura was a bit strong, Wang Heng's uncle didn't say anything to interrupt.

Seeing that the uncle had memorized it, Wang Heng continued, "Then we will rent tables, chairs, tableware, and kitchen utensils for 100 tables every day. As for purchasing ingredients, we will use your best standards."

"You line up people and buy some paper flowers, go to the mountain to cut some pine leaves, and then notify the whole village, men, women and children, to come over and help decorate. Each person will be paid 50 yuan per day and eat two meals."

If Wang Heng wanted to make a scene, he couldn't lack people. He said he was inviting help, but in fact he was just inviting them to join in the fun.

Generally speaking, in the village, only one person from each household in a group is paid, and no salary is given. If it is extended to the entire village like this, basically no one does this.

Wang Heng did this for a purpose, first to prove his strength and to give his mother face.

Then after causing a sensation, even if his uncle and aunt's family are still in the countryside, others will give them face. It will be very easy to win a village cadre or something.

Of course, Wang Heng would also leave a sum of money or even start a business for his uncle and the others. It is a bit unreasonable that he is a billionaire and still makes his uncle busy with three meals a day.

After Wang Heng finished explaining, the uncle in charge quickly asked someone to shout on the village loudspeaker,

"All the villagers, listen up. Mr. Huang Jianmin's family has passed away. All the men, women and children in the village can come over and help. Each person will be given 50 yuan per day and two banquets."

Several of Wang Heng's bodyguards followed Wang Heng in suits and ties, looking very threatening.

The few villagers who were doing the work didn't even discuss it. They were shocked by the money. They thought Wang Heng was some kind of big leader.

Huang Jianmin's house is a red brick house. The couple made handmade red bricks using earthen methods and fired them in a kiln.

There is no painting inside or outside the house, and it has only one bedroom and one living room.

The kitchen and main room are integrated. The bedroom is about 20 square meters, and there are three beds in it.

The toilet is outside the house, and you usually take a shower in the main room with the door closed. The whole living standard is very backward.

Wang Heng couldn't help but feel a little guilty after seeing it. He had achieved financial freedom long ago, and his money was rising day by day.

I completely forgot about my uncles and aunts, these relatives,

Huang Mei was so beautiful that she naturally teased Xiao Xinyi in the main room. After all, her biological father was not the one who raised her, so just howling a few times was just for fun.

Wang Heng was very surprised that Huang Meixiu was not close to her biological father, but was close to her younger brothers and sisters. She probably resented her father for being too stupid to abandon her, so she could only follow her mother to someone else's house...

…

Wang Heng's money worked. The funeral group that originally had a few people quickly expanded to dozens of people, and all kinds of work started almost at the same time.

The number of personnel was quickly expanded to 2-300 people after loudspeaker broadcasts.

Originally, people from the same village formed a production team more than ten years ago, working together and earning work points together.

If anything happens, village cadres can quickly organize it.

It was also money that played a role. The funeral group that was originally headed by an uncle became an organization organized by several village cadres.

Wang Heng doesn't care very much. Even if he is embezzled more than ten or two hundred thousand, it doesn't matter to him. What he wants is execution ability.

The organizational skills of the village cadres are of course nothing to say. Even Wang Heng and the others have taken into consideration the resting place.

A family with a better-decorated house in the village went directly to other villagers' houses with their whole family, and gave the entire house to Wang Heng and several others. Of course, Wang Heng also gave him a lot of money.

Then nothing happened to Wang Heng, so he was dragged to play mahjong. Huang Meixiu was also playing cards with others. Those who worked were entertained, but there was no one to mourn.

Wang Heng has seen his mother, his aunt, and his aunt cry whenever the critical moment comes, and they can control it freely, and he can't even tell that they are pretending to cry.

With this kind of crying performance, even the best actor would have to be defeated. Men are far behind. Wang Heng has never seen his uncle cry, even howling.

The money was so powerful that in just one day, the entrance to the ancestral hall in Sanjia Village was paved with a large wooden floor square of 30x60, 1800 square meters the next day.

The edge of the main square was decorated with pine trees, pine leaves, and paper flowers. The effect looked very solemn.

A stage was also set up, and the most famous local theater troupe was invited...

…

On the third day, people from the town and county came successively and stayed at the funeral site.

Wang Heng went too far. In this era, one million was spent on funeral arrangements, and it only took one day to spread the news throughout this small county.

Such a sensational incident naturally attracted the attention of the authorities, and Wang Heng's identity was quickly discovered.

In this era where the economy is the top priority, those in charge will do anything to attract investment.

I actually found a big fish in this county. I didn't want to catch it quickly. Then almost half of the leadership team came.

Soon several rich people from the county also joined in the fun, causing the small mountain village to be filled with cars parked everywhere.

Wang Heng's uncle Huang Jianmin has been silent for a long time. He can't handle this kind of situation and can only act like a fool.

Although Wang Heng was so wasteful that he felt distressed, but he was still quite proud. How many big shots came to pay homage to his father...

Where Wang Heng was resting, several senior officials from the county were visiting Wang Heng's investment.

Wang Heng is purely a wealthy person. After pretending to be a coward, he took his uncle and aunt's family to settle in Hangzhou.

Not only does he have less money to spend, and he has relatives accompanying his mother Huang Meixiu, he can spend it as he pleases.

Unlike now, he will be complained by his mother within a few days when he goes back to live.

The county officials could naturally see Wang Heng's attitude, but they were not angry.

Wang Heng's people are here. If they can't keep them, it's because they don't have the ability.

That night, cadres at the county, town and village levels met to discuss.

"Village Chief Huang, I don't care what you do, you can never embezzle a penny from him. As long as everyone works together to keep him, not to mention a million, but a hundred or hundreds is not a problem. Your village, your town

, even as long as our county catches him, we may lose the label of poverty."

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