Chapter 272: The Windward Is Coming

Zhenzhongcun.

Still Chen Zhuren.

Wu An knocked on the door, entered the office area, and only Chen Zhuren was there.

Wu An looked around and said that after several trips, he hadn't seen any other officials, and today was no exception.

Chen Zhuren saw him and was as enthusiastic as always.

He invited him to sit first.

Then he stood up to pour tea.

Wu An said a couple of polite words, didn't actually sit down, but waited for Chen Zhuren to set down the teacup and sit, then he followed suit.

"The village has already helped negotiate and plan the road, including reinforcing the pond section; I just talked with Boss Li about the plan, and basically there are no problems." Chen Zhuren paused, a bit embarrassed, and said: "The village has already helped and already arranged the materials."

Wu An was suddenly enlightened.

Helping negotiate and plan was agreed upon from the start.

And that's all there is?

Now the village helps purchase materials, not only doesn't share the burden, but also seems to intend to profit from it?

No wonder Chen Zhuren's expression was a bit odd.

Wu An understood everything, but didn't plan to expose it; seeing through without speaking, speaking out would offend, and offending matters can't be handled lightly.

Gao Qiangqi had told him this from the beginning.

He deeply agreed.

After all, he was going to run affairs in the village; someone trying to trouble him wouldn't be too easy, and they might not even need to appear in person. A small issue could cause his guesthouse business to "die before achieving success."

He didn't rush to respond, and lifted the teacup.

He took a sip.

Sss.

Burned his mouth.

He blew on it, took a small sip, let the tea linger in his mouth before swallowing; after a moment his tongue felt a bit numb.

Seeing Wu An silent, Chen Zhuren coughed twice and said, "If you nod here, the excavator can enter this afternoon and construction can start tomorrow. Boss Li said he can't free up manpower on his side; the village can help arrange workers."

"This road, after all, isn't just for you."

"Both sides of this road have residents."

"I'll keep an eye on it myself."

Wu An, hearing Chen Zhuren's stance, didn't want to linger, and said, "Thank you, Chen Zhuren."

"Alright then."

"Regarding materials, let the Village Committee handle the liaison; after completion, I'll do a cursory inspection, the Village Committee will issue me a receipt and I'll settle the payment."

"By the way, although the road is for everyone, the main purpose of repairing it is for the guesthouse. I'm taking the lead; it's very hot now, so later there will be plenty of drinks and ice pops."

"I'll tell the village's small shop later, have them deliver two or three times daily."

It has already come to this point.

There's nothing more to say; better to be generous. Being stingy makes people earn money but feel displeased, which is worse.

Give a few more benefits, short on manpower, short on gratitude; not expecting the big guy to help much, just hoping there will be no trouble later.

"You still know how to handle things," Chen Zhuren said, very satisfied with Wu An's attitude, praising greatly, "Then I thank you on behalf of everyone."

Wu An smiled, thinking to himself that there's no need for thanks; after construction starts, he'll definitely show up and let everyone know who invited the guests. He then shifted tone and asked, "Chen Zhuren, regarding the barren land near Chen Jun's homestead that was previously agreed…"

Hearing that, Chen Zhuren immediately laughed.

He took a blueprint from the drawer and called Wu An over to look.

Wu An came over and saw it was the village's topographic map.

Chen Zhuren took a red pen, drew a circle on it, and said, "The village's study decided to allocate the entire area to you."

"It's a total of fifteen mu."

"For one year, it's 2500."

"It can be contracted for 30 years."

Wu An leaned over and examined closely; Chen Zhuren's circle was much larger than the area he previously wanted—previously, he and Fan Laoshi had only looked at four or five mu.

He gladly accepted the extra portion.

He thought for a moment and said, "Chen Zhuren, what is the maximum contract term?"

Chen Zhuren was startled, hesitated, and said, "Fifty years, perhaps."

"Then I'll set it for 50 years. I have only one request: the contract fee must not increase within the fifty years."

"That… shouldn't be a big problem; I'll amend the contract."

"Alright, thank you for the trouble, Chen Zhuren."

Not long after, Chen Zhuren returned with the contract in triplicate: one for Wu An, one for the Village Committee, and one for archiving.

It spanned several pages.

Wu An skimmed through briefly, couldn't fully understand the clauses, thought for a moment, and said, "Chen Zhuren, how about this: let the Village Committee also confirm the contract term."

"I'll also take the contract back to examine it carefully."

"Confirm it's correct."

"Let's meet before nightfall."

Chen Zhuren was startled; he hadn't expected Wu An to be so cautious, nodded and said, "That works."

Chen Zhuren found a file folder, put the contract inside, while Wu An stood nearby, sipping tea.

The tea was hot.

He was actually still quite thirsty; soy milk is tasty, but it doesn't quench thirst.

Chen Zhuren packed the contract, he took the file bag, and put down the tea cup.

Chen Zhuren saw him to the gate, just then Village Committee other people arrived; Wu An smiled and greeted them, everyone also smiled and welcomed him, greeting him as little Boss Wu.

Wu Anle responded with a hehe, thinking, 'Boss Wu is Boss Wu, plus a kid; if he really shows his capital, these old guys would all have to call him brother.'

Wait for everyone to go inside.

Chen Zhuren slightly lowered his voice, patted his shoulder, and said, 'Work hard, I hope you get the B&B up and running, driving everyone to prosperity together.'

"I've also heard some news lately."

"If you get it done early, there might be policy support or subsidies; I will definitely help you strive for them."

Wu An's eyes lit up.

"Looks like this wave of cultural tourism is about to blow up."

"Talking nicely is no match for doing it well, Director Chen, just watch." Wu An smiled, speaking very genuinely; indeed there's no need for big talk—this is his career, he will surely make it succeed.

If he does well, Chen Zhuren can also achieve results, Zhenzhongcun can also ride this wave; anyone with a bit of foresight can see it, and there are many benefits.

Those with active minds will surely profit.

He quickly thanked them, then took A Qing and Mai Hangyu out.

After going out.

Mai Hangyu couldn't help complaining: "Brother, you're too easy to talk to."

"I was listening at the gate, and the villagers' schemes are all bouncing off my face."

"The place Director Chen planned, I don't need to look to know—it's definitely the wasteland near that mountain close to the sea."

"That place is originally useless; the mountain top can't be farmed, and even if you could clear a patch, you could only grow vegetables and such; near the sea, there are jagged rocks, some areas have huge waves, you can't even go tide-pooling, at best it's just a decent beach."

"Only occasionally do anglers go there to fish."

"In his mouth, that wasteland is worth nothing."

"But in Wu An's view, it's a treasure—what's wanted is few human traces, what's wanted is huge waves, what's wanted is a feeling unlike the ordinary."

"If it's ordinary, why would tourists come here?"

"And what would make tourists linger and forget to leave?"

"Of course."

"Since we're running a B&B, safety must come first."

Wu An smiled: "Running a B&B, making an investment—put simply, isn't it just turning waste into treasure, earning money that ordinary people can't even imagine or make?"

"If this were Sanya, would there even be a turn for us two brothers to make money?"