The Big Landlord

The dissatisfaction of the villagers had been completely aroused by Wang Ben. Everyone was blaming each other and even started to curse. The situation was a little out of control. Bai Dayin suddenly panicked and hurried to Mao Zongwen. He asked uneasily: "Party Secretary Mao, look. How to solve this matter?"

Seeing that something was wrong, Mao Zongwen immediately changed his attitude, spread his hands and said helplessly: "Since everyone has this attitude, then I can't control it, so you can take care of yourself."

"You recruited me here, you can't ignore it," Bai Dayin said unwillingly. Without public opinion, we can't lose this only small tree that we can rely on.

Mao Zongwen frowned and scolded sternly: "How do I know you have so many questions? I haven't asked you yet. Why did you deliberately hide them so that I can't explain them to the villagers of Xiushui Bay?"

The former close collaborator changed his attitude so quickly. Bai Dayin was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared, shouting loudly: "Mao Zongwen, you are a villain. You completely shirk the responsibility as soon as something goes wrong, and you talk so slickly. It’s a good thing that I gave you so many gifts!”

Wang Ben wanted to laugh when he heard the two people pinching each other. He walked forward quickly and stood directly between the two people. After controlling the situation, he smiled proudly at Bai Dayin, raised his hand and said very politely: "Boss Bai, you are not welcome in Xiushui Bay. Please take away your workers, machines and factories immediately."

"I can leave, but you have to compensate me for the damages!" Bai Dayin thought for a while with a livid face. After taking two deep breaths, he set out the conditions again. He was unable to change the current situation. Even if he didn't move out, with his attitude If the resolute Wang Ben continues to spend money, sooner or later he will lose everything and be in debt. Although he has lost money now, he at least has a chance to turn around. But before leaving, he must earn some face, otherwise he will have to pay for it in the future. How to mix.

"Loss?" Wang Ben frowned in disbelief and said angrily, "Even if I don't let you wash the sky and the river clean, you still have the nerve to take the loss."

"Then... the money for renting the land must be paid back to me," Bai Dayin pointed to the surroundings of the factory and said confidently.

Not letting go of even this little money, Wang Ben chuckled and said calmly: "I will replenish this money for you."

One of the Xiushuiwan villagers who worked in the silk factory came over and quickly stopped him: "We don't have to do this. We will refund the money to Boss Bai."

"Yes, let's go back and get the money now," several other villagers who were working agreed, turning around and preparing to run home.

"But the land has become like this, how can you still plant?" Wang Ben pointed to the ground and asked doubtfully. After two months of trampling day and night, the original fertile land has turned into an earthen dam. It is difficult to dig it out to continue farming. It's not impossible, but it requires a lot of effort, not to mention it's not the season for growing food.

Seeing that the villagers were in a bit of a dilemma, he continued, "Just continue to rent these lands to me. I will be of use as well."

He still had enough money with him. After counting for a long time, his total net worth was reduced by another ten thousand yuan. However, he finally stopped Bai Dayin's mouth and asked the boss to silently prepare for the evacuation with his silk factory.

Machines began to be dismantled one after another, and prefabricated houses fell down one after another. The ground was covered with mud and cars could not drive through. Bai Dayin had to arrange for workers to lift the dismantled items to the highway and tow them away with trucks.

As things became less and less, the villagers in Xiushui Bay began to cheer. In comparison, the hundreds of workers in the silk factory seemed a little disappointed.

Approaching a worker, Wang Ben asked softly: "Will you lose your job because of this?"

"have no idea,

But based on my experience, it shouldn’t be particularly difficult to find another job,” the worker said with a faint smile.

That's good. Wang Ben breathed a sigh of relief, because this crisis will inevitably cause some people to lose their jobs. As long as the number is not large, he will feel relieved.

"Hey, there will be no more classes in the future," not far away, the six Xiushuiwan villagers who worked in the silk factory gathered together and lamented in a low voice. It was a rare opportunity to make money at home, but it was gone.

Wang Ben was a little sad. This result was all caused by him. It was he who ruined the wealth of these villagers. Now he still rents their land. In the days to come, they can almost only rely on the rent to survive. day.

Slowly walked forward, smiled at them, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will pay you the salary as usual, whatever it is."

"Don't be like this. You have already done everyone a big favor. How can we ask for your money? If we don't have the land, we can still do some other side jobs," several villagers declined.

Wang Ben didn't argue with them anymore. He just wanted to send it to them privately every month in the future. The salary of six people was only more than a thousand yuan a month. This amount of money was not a big deal to him.

Dayin Silk Factory was dismantled for a whole day, everything was pulled away, and the workers left one after another, until Bai Dayin's lonely figure disappeared in the dusk. After nearly two months of unremitting struggle and hard work, Wang Ben finally obtained victory in this land struggle.

With the many flowers, plants and trees in Xiushui Bay, it won’t be long before the sky will become bright again and the air will return to pure freshness. Coinciding with today’s heavy rain, the polluted water in the Mengxi River has been washed away. , the weather is getting hotter and the rain will be more and more. As long as two more games are played, the river water will become completely clear, and the beautiful Xiushui Bay will completely restore its former appearance.

Wang Ben was very satisfied, very happy, even very proud. He fought against a factory of hundreds of people with one person's power, from the initial wishful thinking to realizing it step by step, and finally achieved what he wanted. This great sense of accomplishment was better than earning a few dollars. He was still excited about hundreds of thousands and millions of dollars, and he no longer thought it was a pity to shovel the roses. He even felt that the greenhouse that had been with him for half a year was worth the money.

Because of this struggle, he only had less than 40,000 yuan left in his nearly 400,000 yuan savings; because of this struggle, the land he rented to Wang De'an became double the price, and he also had double salary subsidies, and he had to bear six more The wages of the villagers were nothing. The only thing that made him embarrassed was that because of this struggle, the land he rented increased from a little over five acres to more than fifty acres.

The surrounding pig sheds were demolished, leaving only the original five-acre pig shed. The fifty-plus acres of land were completely empty, giving a feeling of depression. Don’t underestimate these dozens of acres of land. This is almost one-sixth of all cultivated land in Xiushui Bay.

He asked villagers to use oxen to plow all the open land. Wang Ben decided to use it temporarily to grow green fodder for the little pigs, so that he didn't have to go everywhere to find grass. Other than that, he had no idea what to use it for, no matter what he planted. He was too busy alone, and he couldn't leave it alone to grow weeds.

Could this be the trouble caused by too much land?