The Lan Family’s Aid Chapter 57:

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At the end of April, Professor Huang published an article in a newspaper criticizing the demolition and sale of ancient buildings.

The buildings and centuries-old trees in Xijing Village reveal the vicissitudes of loneliness under the lens of expensive cameras. There are a few small words attached to the photo: Witness of history.

These photos have a retro charm, which immediately attracted urbanites living in reinforced concrete.

A new media outlet intentionally amplified certain sentences in the article, pointing directly at profit-driven saboteurs, namely real estate developers who wantonly excavate land.

After the media campaign on various websites, Lan first contacted Professor Huang, but to no avail.

Later on, the direction of public opinion became more and more biased, so Lan had no choice but to come out and explain.

Unexpectedly, it aroused the anger of netizens, and the topic of boycotting Lan's family started to spread.

Lan's owns lifestyle supermarkets, finance and real estate.

As a result, supermarket sales dropped significantly. The fund company was exposed by its customers for making false statements. The owners of a certain Lan's real estate collectively started a riot to protest against fire hazards in the community.

Lam sent a public relations representative to apologize and said they would carefully study the Xijing Village project.

After half a month, the storm subsided.

At this time, the man in sunglasses came to see Professor Huang again.

Professor Huang avoided seeing him.

The man in sunglasses said coldly, "Don't toast or eat as a penalty."

After hearing what the receptionist said, Professor Huang suddenly slammed the table, "This is unreasonable!"

In late May, Lan asked a foreign architectural firm to design a plan that could not only protect the ancient buildings of Xijing, but also develop the tourism economy.

Many villagers still refused.

After several rounds of revisions to the plan, 95% of the villagers compromised.

Hengguan did not nod.

The strange thing is that although the people in Hengguan were confused, everything went in the direction that was most beneficial to Hengguan.

There is a large open space on the west side of Hengguan. There are two small houses next to it. They are relatively old and are usually used to store sundries. In the design plan, a six-story B&B hotel occupies one-half of the open space on the west side. Except for here and a vegetable patch in the northwest corner, all other parts have been preserved.

After Hengguan found out, a lot of people studied it for a long time.

The fifth and sixth junior brothers squeezed their heads and looked at the plan, wondering if they understood it or not, and asked: "Master, don't we have to fight with profit-seeking businessmen?"

Grandpa Yin took the drawing and looked at it from left to right. "I have prepared my jersey. It would be a pity not to fight."

Grandma Yin smiled, "I haven't seen you in a battle robe for a long time."

"Hey." Grandpa Yin smiled proudly, "The style is still the same as before."

The fifth junior brother said: "The first senior brother and the third senior brother have been practicing their fight scenes."

Sixth Junior Brother nodded, "But they are not as cool as Second Senior Brother."

That's it, these people who got it for nothing didn't understand the design plan at all.

Later, after being reminded by the sweeper, they figured out the situation.

The west and northwest sides of Hengguan were expropriated, and Lan's compensation was used to build a bed and breakfast hotel.

Those two pieces of land are not commonly used, so it would be more practical to replace them with a small house. Moreover, after Xijing Village developed tourism, B&Bs became a good business venture.

So, Hengguan was happy. The chef was also happy and fried six large buckets of rice.

After the incident came to an end, the media came to Xijing Village for interviews. In the report, Lan's previously deteriorating corporate image was reversed.

Everyone is happy.

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There are four small tables placed under a big tree outside a cafe.

There are two empty tables, and two girls are sitting on one table.

On the other side, there is a man wearing sunglasses and sitting on a small stool. There is a cup of coffee and a computer on the table.

He is browsing the news.

It is the media report that interviewed the villagers of Xijing.

He read the news content and then focused on the photo.

In the photo, the village uncle is smiling brightly. Behind them are other villagers.

In the upper right corner of the photo, there is the back of a passerby.

The man in sunglasses enlarged the photo, played it again, and then stared at the back.

Short hair, tall.

This idiot hasn't changed much. I don’t know if I’m full.

The pixels of the photo were very blurry, but the man in sunglasses looked at it for a long time.

The waiter A in the cafe next to me glances here from time to time.

This man in sunglasses likes to come to this cafe and has been coming there frequently since the Spring Festival this year. Every time I have a cup of black coffee and then sit there and play on the computer.

His silhouette is handsome. Always wearing sunglasses, all kinds of sunglasses.

He has a tall and strong figure and wears dark clothes.

The temperament is very cold.

No one has ever seen his eyes. The girls used the tone of romance novels to describe how the eyes behind the sunglasses were cold and emotionless. They even made up a background for him as a romantic hero, the president of a multinational group, or a killer of a mysterious organization.

All in all, this man in sunglasses fulfills all the cafe waiters’ fantasies about a romantic hero.

Since it is a romance hero, there must be a heroine.

Several girls in the cafe have guessed many versions.

1. He hasn’t met the heroine yet.

2. The heroine and the second hero eloped.

3. He and the heroine have broken up.

All the assumptions have one thing in common: he is single. In other words, all women have the opportunity to become heroines.

But he was really cold.

The girls were disappointed.

Waiter A saw the man in sunglasses staring at the computer screen, motionless for a long time. She picked up the bottle of lemonade and walked up to him with a smile. "Sir, do you need to add water?" She took the opportunity to glance at the computer screen. That's a small piece of news.

The man in sunglasses turned to look at her and said nothing.

Waiter A seemed to feel a chill coming through his glasses.

The man in sunglasses put away his computer, put the money for the coffee on the table, turned around and left without saying a word.

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The car turned halfway up the mountain.

Cross the boulevard and stop in front of an iron gate.

There were two men standing guard in front of the iron gate, looking over.

The man in sunglasses rolled down his car window.

Fang Jia was startled for a moment, "Have you changed cars again?"

The iron door opened.

Roll up the window.

The man in sunglasses roared away.

Foolish Yi spat, "This **** is pretending to be powerful."

A, who was out in the wild, said jealously, "He won't live long anyway."

The man in sunglasses parked his car at the entrance of the villa. The car stopped suddenly and made a screeching sound.

He got off the car and walked inside.

At this time, someone came out.

The man has a handsome appearance, a tall figure, and an arrogant aura. When he saw the man in sunglasses, his narrow eyes flashed with anger, "I live like a dog here, but when I go out, I'm quite glamorous and respectable."

The man in sunglasses smiled, "Speaking of which, I have never seen a wanted criminal as domineering as you before."

The wanted criminal Lan Yu had an instant killing intent, "When I finish off my uncle and my dear second brother, it will be your turn next."

The man in sunglasses smiled and said nothing.

"Lan Yan, I will definitely do it." Lan Yu leaned close to the man in sunglasses and whispered in his ear, "I will definitely kill you."

Lan Yan took off his sunglasses, curved the corners of his beautiful mouth, "We'll see."

His eyes were blue.

The smile on his expression was in sharp contrast to the coldness in his eyes.