Join the time traveler chat group, but I haven’t time travelled.

Su Qing unlocked the phone and clicked on the WeChat message.

"Aqing, I asked Uncle Youfu and he said that if you want to build a house, you can build it on the original foundation."

"However, you have to go to the township government to apply for a construction approval certificate. Otherwise, it will be considered an illegal construction and will be forcibly demolished, and you may even be held accountable."

"You should make a trip when you have time. Bring your household registration book and the land certificate from your hometown. First, go back to the village to find Uncle Youfu to write a stamp of approval, and then go to the township government to apply for the certificate."

The message was sent by Uncle Xiaolong, and it was about the house building matter that Su Qing mentioned before.

The Uncle Fu he was talking about was the village chief of Sujia Village, a member of Su Qing's generation.

During the last Ghost Festival, Su Qing went back to her hometown in the countryside and saw the dilapidated house in her hometown.

Su Xiaolong didn’t know how much money his nephew made, but since he dared to build a house, it must be hundreds of thousands.

But Su Qing has long passed the age where she can ignore her passion.

I never thought it would happen.

Su Qing's heart moved. Her cousin Su Zihan mentioned this matter last time, but he didn't agree.

‘I hope I’m not a brainless villain. I just want to live a stable life and don’t want to fight or kill. ’

Su Xiaolong hesitated for a moment and asked about the painting.

After the protagonists in a novel develop, various villains usually jump out to stir up trouble.

"You can do the total yourself. If you don't have enough money, don't be brave. Do you understand?"

"If it's just for ordinary decoration, a house worth three to four hundred thousand is enough."

"Go back to the village first and ask the village chief to write a note."

"The word love has a heart."

He also said before that he has never encountered a brainless villain.

"Well, I know what's appropriate, Uncle Xiao Long, don't worry."

Su Qing frowned. He didn't take Wang Jingui seriously, but he just didn't want Uncle Xiao Long to be in trouble.

"Okay, thank you Grandpa Youfu."

Su Qing is not a saint who has no desires and desires, but also has joys, sorrows and joys.

While feeling a little sad, he had the idea of ​​rebuilding a new house.

Wang Jingui?

A figure appeared in Su Qing's mind, and he had heard of this person's name for a long time.

In one sentence, a legendary upstart!

Not to mention the more than 2.6 million in cash in the card, there is also a ton of gold in the carry-on space.

Su Qing agreed wholeheartedly, so as not to worry Uncle Xiao Long.

"I said the price is not an issue. You can make whatever price you want."

"By the way, Ah Qing. Are your paintings for sale?"

Su Qing shook his head, explained his purpose after being polite, and handed over the cigarettes and wine.

Su Qing was poor before and wanted to build a house to earn face, but had no money.

Su Qing went downstairs and went to the supermarket outside the community and bought ten Huazi and ten bottles of Maotai.

Su Xiaolong breathed a sigh of relief, but was afraid that he would act on his own initiative, so he persuaded him.

"Grandpa Blessed, how are you doing lately?"

Su Youfu looked at Su Qing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and then looked at the car outside the door, giving a thumbs up.

Su Xiaolong quickly replied and asked.

With a sigh, Su Qing found the household registration book and the real estate certificate of her hometown in her personal space.

"Grandpa Fufu praised me, it's just for a living."

"Huh? Selling paintings? Who wants to buy them?"

To be honest, the peaceful life during this period of time gave him an unreal feeling.

But Su Qing didn't take this person seriously and made him anxious, hum!

Su Xiaolong smiled bitterly and told the whole story.

Now that he has money, it doesn't cost much to build a house.

"Wang Jingui? Tell him my phone number and ask him to come find me."

"That will cost a lot of money. I remember that the brothers Shi Min, Shi and Wen next door built a house two years ago, and they spent more than 1.2 million yuan on two apartments."

"It's Wang Jingui, the richest man in Linjiang. Didn't Zihan make TikTok last time? Many people asked."

This man was famous for being ruthless and ruthless. He had a large number of thugs and was known to everyone in the county.

According to their seniority, Su Youfu and Su Qing's grandfather Su Jianguo are cousins, so Su Qing has to call him grandpa.

After finishing the exchange, Su Qing sighed, and the real trouble finally came.

It was only in recent years that he came aboard and became a star private entrepreneur in the county.

"Wang Jingui asked me several times and found out that you were from our county. He found out about the relationship between our uncle and nephew, so he approached me."

Driving back to his hometown, he carried two cigarettes and two bottles of wine and found the home of village head Su Youfu.

This is not only to earn face for yourself, but also to bring glory to your dead grandparents, parents and parents!

"Okay, I'll go back today and get the construction approval certificate first."

This is a matter of face.

As a young man, he wants to save face, but he is afraid that Su Qing will make him look fat.

It is a rural custom here in Jiangyou that if you work outside and make money, you will go back to your hometown to build a new house.

"Okay, be careful, this guy is not easy to mess with."

It’s more than enough to build just one house.

But we can live without people, but we have to build.

Su Qing followed and quickly wrote the approval note and stamped it with the official seal of the brigade.

Even if they don't stay there a few times throughout the year.

"Are you A Qing, the little boy from Xiaojun's family? Not bad, you're driving a Mercedes-Benz."

"I want to knock down the house in my hometown and rebuild it. Please help Grandpa Youfu. Please open a note for me."

"I'm going to find a construction company and contract it out. I'm just waiting for acceptance."

It stopped for a while, but unexpectedly it came again.

Before he became rich, he was a poor man. He started by contracting construction sites and his business grew bigger and bigger.

Whether others accept it or not is one thing, but whether you know how to behave is another matter.

"Oh? This is a good thing. Let's go. Follow me to the brigade and I'll drive it for you."

I took a look at the date and time, Wednesday, September 6th, 14:28 pm.

"Call me every now and then. He wants you to help him paint a painting on the spot."

"Okay, as long as you know what's going on, I won't say more."

Su Youfu took the cigarettes and wine, smiled happily, and pulled Su Qing away.

By the way, Su Qing bought a house in Xiangshan Tingyu Community, and the developer was a company under his name.

If you are poor, all you have left is face.

Although this can save money, the efficiency is too low and it is not beautiful without design.

Is he short of money? What he lacks is time.

At this time, the phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Well, how are we going to build the house? Should we hire people from the village or outside?"

Su Qing knew that when building houses in the countryside, most of them only hired workers, but not the materials.

Su Qing nodded, knowing Uncle Xiao Long's kindness.

When asking for help from others, it is not strange to be polite to many people.

Now he has construction companies, catering companies, and transportation companies under his name, and his net worth has reached tens of billions.

"The two of them contracted the work but not the materials, and the decoration was very good. That's why they spent so much money."

He wants to build a big house and let the villagers see that he, Su Qing, has a future.

"Thank you, Uncle Xiaolong, for reminding me. I will do what I can."

Su Qing replied.

It is said that those who used to mix black and white had a relationship with each other, so they were able to mix so freely.

Uncle Xiaolong is just an ordinary rural teacher, and he can't afford to offend such a person.

"It's okay to paint a picture for him. If you don't make money, you won't make it in vain."

I joined the author group yesterday and met a lot of big guys.

I heard that today is Monday, the day to PK Sanjiang, so you can ask for a follow-up study! thank you all!