MM Racing Chapter 431: The Village Chief Doesn't Believe It?
Chapter 431: The Village Chief Doesn't Believe It?
A large table was set up, with more than a dozen people seated. Old Mo and his wives were all at the table, while the "femme fatales" sat at a separate table.
However, the villagers all believed that only this foreign woman was Old Mo's wife.
The villagers all admired Old Mo; they all remarried and still came back to visit relatives here. In those days, very few people could do that.
At the main table, the village chief cautiously asked, "Old Mo, is everything you just said true? It's not that I don't believe you, I just want to confirm."
There's no way around it; this is just too unbelievable. So, he really wouldn't dare do it without confirming it first.
The reason he brought this up here was because he was afraid that Lao Mo might leave overnight, and then he wouldn't be able to ask him anything.
Old Mo thought for a moment and said, "Third Uncle, I was abrupt just now. How about this?"
Old Mo turned to the table with the "Overlord Flower" and said, "You don't need to stay in the village later. Drive back, find Xu Damao, and have him notify a leader to come down and take charge of this matter."
You're not comfortable staying in this village, so why don't you stay in the city tonight?
Those tough girls knew they were just there for show, so they immediately agreed.
There's nothing we can do; Lao Mo is the boss.
As for danger, there's no danger at all; they're tough girls. If they couldn't even handle something this simple, they'd be nothing but decorations.
The village chief and villagers were shocked once again when they saw Lao Mo's demeanor.
Judging by this, it's real!
"Old Mo, are you really going to do this?"
The village chief asked in shock.
Old Mo smiled and said casually, "Third Uncle, don't worry! Anything less than a hundred million is no problem for me."
I rely on.
Holy crap.
The villagers were speechless, only able to say "damn it."
In their minds, ten thousand is already a significant unit of measurement. You tell them it's a hundred million? Isn't that just bragging?
The village chief fell silent, and so did the villagers.
It's really not appropriate to talk about this here.
However, after the meal, those "female warriors" really left.
Before leaving, Lao Mo secretly slipped a few submachine guns into their car.
That evening, the village chief arranged an empty courtyard for Lao Mo and his group. He even had it tidied up and brought them several quilts.
Anyway, this is already the highest level of treatment in the village.
Old Mo and the others didn't care, since they weren't really going to sleep there.
They entered the space while they were sleeping.
Ye Zimei's house in the space isn't finished yet. Mainly because Ye Zimei isn't rushing things; she treats it as a hobby and will take her time building it.
Princess Anne, Ye Zimei, Hu Huizhong, and Chen Yao have all entered the space before. Only Xiao Fang is entering the space for the first time.
This truly shocked Xiaofang. Only then did she realize how right it was for her to come to Lao Mo.
After the initial shock, Xiaofang also became one of the space administrators. There was no way around it; Lao Mo still trusted his woman.
The house isn't finished yet, but there's a boat inside!
The rooms on the ship were quite nice, with running water and electricity, which met all our living needs.
The next day, they slept until ten o'clock. No one dared to disturb them.
However, at this moment, the village entrance became lively again.
Yes, more than a dozen cars arrived, and there were more than thirty people.
Goodness, there are five leaders at the district head level or above who have come.
The militiamen on guard were terrified. When the village chief's third uncle ran out to greet them, he had lost two of his shoes in the process.
Since it's fallen off, I might as well not wear it anymore.
In rural areas, it's normal for people not to wear shoes.
When he arrived at the village entrance, he found that among the leaders who had come, he only knew the township head.
When the township head introduced the titles of these leaders to them one by one, Uncle San was really frightened.
There were no department heads, ministers, or mayors, and only the district head in their area came down to the lowest rank. And none of them had the title of "deputy."
All of them who came were top leaders.
Even their town mayor isn't qualified to be here. Their township head wouldn't be here either, unless they needed someone to guide them.
One of them was even a leader in Haizi.
Good heavens, Liu Family Village is truly shining with honor today! No one in generations has ever had so many important figures visit.
It was only then that Uncle San and the villagers realized just how powerful Old Mo really was.
They just said they needed a leader to take charge. Why did so many of you suddenly come?
My third uncle's legs were trembling. His hands were shaking as he shook hands with these leaders!
But these leaders were quite kind and respectful to him, as if he were their superior.
The leader asked, "Village chief, where is Comrade Lao Mo?"
The village chief said helplessly, "I'm sorry, sir. Comrade Lao Mo probably didn't know you would arrive so early. He doesn't seem to be up yet. I'll send someone to wake him up right away."
The leader quickly reached out to stop him, saying, "No, no, no, please don't wake him. Let him sleep. We can wait. Just find a place for us to sit down and wait."
That one sentence left Uncle San speechless. Did he just meet a fake leader?
In this world, what kind of leader sits here waiting for an ordinary person to get up?
Uncle San had no choice but to secretly send someone to fetch him.
Then, he ushered the leaders to their dining hall.
There was no other way; the canteen was the only place in the whole village that could barely accommodate people.
Third Uncle quickly ordered someone to cook. They used all the meat that Old Mo had brought yesterday that wasn't finished.
Hua Zi took out some cigarettes and lit them for the leaders.
Seeing that the leaders were still so polite and didn't seem angry at all, Uncle San's heart finally calmed down a little.
Just as the person who was supposed to wake them up arrived at the door, Old Mo had already come out with his men.
Old Mo arrived at the canteen, shook hands with each of the leaders, and then sat down.
Hai Zi's leader took Lao Mo's hand and sat down at a table.
"Comrade Lao Mo, I heard you're going to build houses for the villagers of Liujia Village?"
Old Mo nodded and said, "Yes. The people from Liujia Village are my only relatives left in China. Now that I'm able, I want to make their lives better. I don't think that goes against policy, right?"
"No, no, no, that's not what we meant. We support all your decisions. This is a good thing, and we should support you even more. We just want to know exactly what you want to do and to what extent?"
Old Mo nodded and said, "As long as they're married, each family will get a small villa. Let's build three or four stories!"
In addition, I will donate $10,000 to each of them. From now on, for every newborn in Liu Family Village, regardless of gender, I will donate $10,000. This will continue until I pass away. This is my current plan.
You know I have the ability to do this. The people of Liujia Village are my family, and I don't want them to suffer; I just want them to have a better life.
Good guy.
Upon hearing this, the leaders were filled with envy and utter shock.
Once this is implemented, the people of Liujia Village won't have to do anything; they can just stay at home, have children, and play.
They receive a $10,000 bonus for each child they have, regardless of gender. That's enough for their family to live on for a lifetime.
In fact, many countries in later generations, including our country, did this. Old Murdoch simply implemented this policy ahead of time.