Chapter 464: You threaten me

A large group of people came to the edge of the fish pond.

Seeing the scene, a middle-aged man with a cigarette walked over.

This side of the mountain belongs to another production team.

But everyone knows each other.

The middle-aged man is named Wang Qingshi, who contracted this land at the beginning of last year,

Then he spent over ten thousand to open this fish pond.

"You came over to buy fish? My fish are great—just look at the water quality and you'll see."

Wang Qingshi greeted with a smile.

"What fish are you buying? Your fish pond has ruined the feng shui on our side of the mountain."

"Wang Qingshi, can you fill in this fish pond?"

People from Guo Jia Village shouted.

They all wore dissatisfied expressions.

Wang Qingshi furrowed his brows, saying, "What are you talking about? What feng shui? You're just being superstitious."

My fish pond is separated from your team's graveyard by a mountain; you can't even reach it with a pole.

Immediately someone retorted: "Feng shui is also a science. Otherwise, why did our mountain side lose water after you opened this fish pond?"

"'No water? You dare say your wells dried up?'"

"'The wells aren't dry, but the graveyard is.'"

"'Isn't it better if the graveyard is dry?'"

"'That master said the hillside has no water, and it will cause a landslide in a few years.'"

In the argument, people from Wang Qingshi's team also ran over out of curiosity.

Lin Feng shook his head, stepped forward and said to Qin Li, "Let's just relocate the grave."

Relocating the grave wouldn't cost much, but getting Wang Qingshi to fill the fish pond is nearly impossible.

Unless we compensate him one or two million.

For a superstitious matter, Lin Feng saw no reason to give them money.

First there was argument, then quarreling, until faces turned red.

Qin Li, after hearing Lin Feng's advice, thought it best to drop it.

Wang Qingshi then sized up Qin Li, and also glanced at Guo Yanru.

His eyes shifted, and he loudly said, "I can fill the fish pond! My contract is for twenty years, with an annual net profit of 100,000, which totals two million."

Plus the 200,000 investment for digging the pond, plus breach penalties—if you give me 2.5 million, I'll immediately drain the water and bring in an excavator to fill the pond.

I think, for your family, 2.5 million is just a small amount, right?

Wang Qingshi opened his mouth like a lion.

Actually, the fish pond earns less than the cost of digging it each year, not even reaching 100,000.

If he compensated 100,000, he wouldn't lose money; he'd actually profit big.

"'Forget it, worst case we relocate the grave.'"

Qin Li, upon hearing 2.5 million, quickly shook her head.

Even if her son-in-law had money, it wouldn't be spent like that.

Wang Qingshi, when young, was just a good-for-nothing; there's no reasoning with him.

The matter was already settled.

But Wang Qingshi laughed and said, "Let me give you a reason! Even though your family is rich, you can't ignore fellow team members!"

Look, 2.5 million is nothing to your family—not even a hair on nine oxen. You've invested hundreds of millions in county road construction.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone from the team looked at Qin Li and Guo Yanru.

At that moment, they actually felt it made sense.

2.5 million is practically trivial for Guo Yanru's family.

Once compensated, they wouldn't need to bother relocating the grave.

"'No way, no way!'"

Qin Li waved her hand: "2.5 million is too much."

Lin Feng then said: "2.5 million is 2.5 million—I'll pay it."

Lin Feng saw the neighbors' expressions and realized it was better to spend this money.

The family is often away from home.

If only we relocated the grave ourselves, other team members suffering losses would surely resent Guo Yanru's family.

Everyone values burial peace; it's best not to move the grave if possible.

When the family is away, what if someone digs up Guo Qingyuan's grave?

Qin Li estimated she'd get sick from anger.

After Lin Feng agreed, Wang Qingshi slapped his forehead: "Oh! I miscalculated! Actually, the water quality here is suitable for raising perch."

These fish and turtles could earn an extra 100,000 per year, over two million in twenty years.

This is it! A flat rate of ten thousand per unit—I swear the price won't rise; if it does, I'm a grandson.

Lin Feng laughed, shook his head, pulled Qin Li, and turned to leave.

"'Wang Qingshi, you're damn greedy!'"

"'For ten mu of fish pond you want five million—are you not going to rob a bank!'"

"'Wang Qingshi, you're going too far.'"

The Guo family's side started cursing loudly.

Wang Qingshi didn't introduce himself, just took another puff of his cigarette and smirked.

After the Guo family crowd left, Wang Qingshi's son Wang Xinchun came over, frowning and said, "Dad, aren't you asking for too much? 2.5 million in hand would already make us rich. Raising bass in this fish pond requires too much investment."

Wang Qingshi laughed, "Raising bass? I don't even know how to do that. Raising white amur and flower amur I can manage.

Don't worry, that family is rich; if they have no other way, they'll definitely come up with 5 million. To such wealthy people, 5 million is just pocket money."

Wang Qingshi used to run around outside and knows many wealthy people who, for feng shui, don't hesitate to spend tens or hundreds of millions, even tens of millions.

The richer someone is, the more superstitious they become.

After saying that, Wang Qingshi laughed smugly.

Back home, Kong Ming was immediately surrounded by a crowd.

Kong Ming gave a half-hearted explanation, acting like an enlightened master.

"If it really doesn't work, just move the grave!"

Qin Li sighed.

Guo Yanru frowned and said, "Wang Qingshi is going too far!"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Actually it's simple; there's a hillside up there, isn't there still a piece of land?

With your reputation as Boss Guo in the county, getting a plot of land to build a fish pond shouldn't be a problem. Spend a few hundred thousand, dig a pit, cut off the water—done."

Actually, when Lin Feng was on the mountain, he had already noticed this.

At the time, he thought spending over two million would be fine, no need to make things so stiff.

But he didn't expect them to be so greedy.

"Great idea!"

Guo Yanru's eyes lit up.

Guo Yanwen scratched her head and said, "Wang Qingshi is just a rascal; if we offend him, what if someone digs up my father's grave in the middle of the night?"

"What should we do?"

Qin Li worriedly said.

Guo Yanru said, "Let's go talk to Wang Qingshi!"

After discussing, they took two bottles of alcohol for Guo Yanwen to carry.

Plus Lin Feng.

The three got in the car, drove along the highway, looping around the mountain ridge.

Finally they arrived at Wang Qingshi's front gate.

Wang Qingshi was sitting in the courtyard, drinking with his son Wang Xinchun.

Seeing Lin Feng and Guo Yanru get out of the car at the gate, he smugly said, "See? They're bringing money to us on their own."

After saying that, he enthusiastically ran to the gate and opened the door.

Wang Qingshi's courtyard is huge, with a two-story villa-style building.

Entering the courtyard, Wang Qingshi asked Lin Feng and the others to sit down.

After some pleasantries, Guo Yanru proposed solving the issue with 2.5 million, although the production teams differ,

but they're all from the same village; seventy or eighty years ago they might even have been neighbors!

But Wang Qingshi stubbornly refused to budge.

The implication was, your family made big money outside and now you want to sip some of our soup too.

Lin Feng calmly said, "If we really can't reach an agreement, then I'll just dig another fish pond up there. When I cut off your pond's water, don't blame us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qingshi was stunned.

The move Lin Feng mentioned really put him in a tight spot.

The water source for that fish pond is originally mountain seepage; it was less than one mu to begin with.

If Lin Feng really digs a big pond up there, his pond won't just dry up—it'll lose at least half its water; then what's the point of raising anything?

"Boss Lin, doing this is really going too far!"

Wang Qingshi frowned and said.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Whoever is excessive knows it in their heart; I have money, but it's nothing to do with you.

To be honest, under normal circumstances, compensating 100,000 would already be about right.

The extra 2 million is just out of goodwill toward the villagers; we don't want to fall out over this."

Wang Qingshi's mouth twitched, "At the end of the day, isn't it just about that grave plot? You're spending extra money to protect the grave—what's the big deal?

If you really do that, and suppose the grave gets dug up—I say suppose—don't blame me; we've never done such things, Boss Lin, you agree, right?"

Lin Feng sneered, "You're threatening me?"