58: Chapter 58 There are three words written on your head!

"Yang Fan, I've known you were going to be successful since you were a boy. I didn't expect you to achieve so much just after graduating from university. You really are the pride of our village!"

The Village Head showered Yang Fan with praise.

Yang Fan smiled without saying a word, not exposing the other man.

"Is the Village Head here to maintain order? My doorstep is about to be worn down by all the visitors."

"Sigh, no. Didn't you buy ten acres of land from the village? I see you're preparing to build a house, but look at the surrounding area—it's completely bare."

"Why don't you plant some greenery? Besides, the village is currently building a model village. Why not just take care of all the village's greenery while you're at it?"

Yang Fan understood what the Village Head meant; he had come to ask for support for the village's construction.

In fact, the state allocated a lot of money every year, but much of it never reached the grassroots level. Moreover, he had heard that the previous village head had embezzled a lot.

At least a few 'small goals' worth.

Now, when this one took over, the accounts were all in the negative.

"It's a small matter. After all, this hometown raised me; it's only right to give back."

"I agree to what you said, Village Head. Tell me, what other areas need support?"

Hearing that Yang Fan was willing to help, the Village Head's face lit up with joy.

"Well, you know that primary school of ours? You went to school there when you were little, and your father was there when he was young too. It's already very old."

"And that middle school, many of its facilities are incomplete..."

"The park..."

"The theater stage..."

"And there are many elderly people with no one to care for them..."

Yang Fan smiled bitterly. He was being handed all the village's problems. Clearly, the village had no money and couldn't get anything done.

"I'll take care of it all. We'll rebuild both the primary and middle schools. The facilities will match those in the city, and I'll also spend money to hire some good teachers."

"I'll rebuild some of the village's facilities as well."

"As for the elderly in the village, I can establish a nursing home. Anyone over seventy can go there."

Hearing Yang Fan's words, the Village Head happily grabbed Yang Fan's hand, his face a mess of tears and snot.

"Yang Fan, you really are the pride of the village! I'll post a notice writing down everything you've done so the villagers will remember your kindness."

"Hmm, write it in my father's name. Many people in the village don't know me."

Yang Fan didn't decline. After all, this was about bringing honor to his father and grandmother. Wouldn't he be an idiot to refuse?

The Village Head nodded. Since you're the one paying, you're the boss; whatever you say goes.

"If any family in the village is in trouble, they can tell me. Anything that can be solved with money is easy to handle."

Yang Fan's goal was also to ensure his grandmother had a good life in her later years.

After all, who wouldn't want to hear compliments all day? Every time you step out, people are saying nice things to you.

The Village Head nodded repeatedly.

Only after the Village Head left did Tang Xue say:

"Boss, there are three big words written on your forehead."

"Big Sucker!"

"Do you think money is important to me now?"

"How much could these village things cost?"

"Do you think I'm supporting the village just because I'm too embarrassed to say no?"

Yang Fan's three questions left Tang Xue dazed. It seemed that money really didn't mean much to this guy.

Then what had gotten into him? Spending tens of millions just to gain a reputation?

He cared too much about appearances.

"Then what about them embezzling?"

"I'll just have people come over to build directly. Since my house is also under construction, I'll find more people and strive to finish the house and the village construction within a month."

Yang Fan believed that as long as the money was there, speed and quality would certainly not be an issue.

After all, these were construction teams found by Ye Qingcheng; their technical maturity was definitely not a problem.

Tang Xue was impressed and gave Yang Fan a thumbs up. This meant spending even more money.

At that moment, Yang Fan noticed the phone in his pocket vibrating; there must be a message.

He opened it to take a look.

[China Construction Bank: 40 million received...]

[China Construction Bank: 39 million received...]

...

Yang Fan smiled. It seemed those people from the Firm really wanted to control the price.

Then let's see whether the Firm has more money or if he, Yang Fan, has more gold!

Ye Qingcheng's call came through as well.

"They've taken the bait. I doubt they know it's us for now, but if there's more, they'll probably guess."

"Well, it doesn't matter. If they guess, we'll just sell openly. Anyway, I want them to spit out what they've swallowed."

Regardless, Yang Fan was the one making money. The current selling price was nearly four times the price of gold, so it was still very profitable.

"Find another construction team. I want to build a school and a nursing home for the village. I need it done fast—finished in a month. Hopefully, they can make it in time for the start of school."

"Alright, sure. You're supporting hometown construction; that's quite good. I'll get in touch for you."

Ye Qingcheng smiled. Yang Fan was too rich; it would be troublesome if he went down the wrong path.

Spending money like this was good; the people above wouldn't have any objections.

After all, many people were watching Yang Fan now. He was too unusual and had already attracted attention.

"How are those calligraphy pieces doing?"

"Many people have already contacted me. Even my old man knows I have five of Wang Xizhi's works in my hands."

"However, these people won't make an offer themselves, but they've all hinted that they like them. There should be quite a few people willing to bid."

"I'll organize an auction as soon as possible to sell these pieces."

Ye Qingcheng was also surprised that these pieces had drawn out so many big shots—the behind-the-scenes boss of Jiahe Auction House, and some people from her grandfather's generation.

Yang Fan nodded. It seemed he had been wise to push Ye Qingcheng forward; no one would dare snatch things from her.

"Yes, sell them as soon as possible. The company needs to develop quickly!"

"Fine, I get it. It's easy for you to say while just standing there. I'm exhausted every day!"

Ye Qingcheng hung up after speaking. Since coming to Yang Fan's side, the number of calls she had to take every day had increased exponentially.

Everyone wanted investment, and those who could find her number definitely had some background.

For the first time, she felt the power that comes with the ability to allocate resources.

Many of the people calling made her feel pressured.

Yang Fan opened his phone messages and saw that many former classmates had sent messages.

The first sentence was always "Are you there?"

Yang Fan didn't reply to any of these because he had already guessed what they would say next.

Probably asking how he's been lately, then asking to borrow money!!!

So he didn't reply to any of them. After all, they hadn't been in touch for years. To suddenly reach out—he knew with his toes that they knew he had money now.

Haven't you heard the saying?

Yesterday you ignored me, but today I'm out of your league.

"Uncle, you promised me ice cream yesterday and you haven't bought it for me yet!"

Just then, a little one walked over.

Yang Fan picked her up and kissed her on the cheek. This Little Glutton.

"Let's go, we're going to the city. Not only will Uncle buy you ice cream, but I'll also buy you a big house!"