Chapter 662 The Tiger Gate Incident

The next morning, the fat man opened his eyes and sprinkled Chou Chou from the wooden box, and started the long-lost morning jog. It was said to be running, but in fact it was just a walk. Chou Chou has just recovered. Although it wants to work hard to surpass the fat man, its limbs are really weak.

Even so, the fat man is already very content: he has bones and no worries about flesh, and no worries about running with legs. I believe that if he nourishes and exercises for a while, Chou Chou will definitely be the same as before.

After leaving the village, the fat man was released from the wooden box. Weiwei also followed the fat man's butt and walked slowly. He was probably old and lacked the desire to win. Weiwei was not as hostile to the fat man as before.

I met a group of old men, fat old men, old Wu, Li Wu, and old man Wu. Some of the old men walked and some were stumbled, slowly stretched their arms and threw their legs, which was quite like that.

"Where is that girl Ye Zi, this photo is so memorable. The old birthday boy in Changshou Village is taking a walk together - what, dad, why are you still getting involved?" Seeing Huang Jianguo also making up for the numbers, the fat man couldn't help but be happy.

"You kid calls your dad all day long, it's weird if I don't grow old." Huang Jianguo pretended to stare at him, but he still couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"I went to my house when I went back. Each person got a can of honey first and drank it every day." The fat man's two small eyes narrowed into two thin slits. He cherished this hard-earned health. Everyone in the village, including Captain Li and Wang Sanpao, also had a share.

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao," Old Wu pointed at the entrance of the village with his hand, and saw Ye Zi running over with her hair, and waved while running: "Fat Uncle, Fat Uncle--"

The fat man grabbed the back of the head: "Crazy girl, please say something!"

Ye Zi ran to the fat man, exhausted, leaning on her knees and panting: "Fat Uncle, the Tiger Sect--Tiger Sect--"

The fat man smacked his lips. He had heard of the nude photo sect. When will another tiger sect come out?

"We - our pictures have been hyped into the Tiger Sect online!" Ye Zi finally explained it clearly.

"Yes, then go back and take a look--" The fat man ran to the village. Whether the propaganda offensive could be carried out smoothly was directly related to the future development of Qingshan Manor. No matter how big the fat man was, he cared about it very much.

"Fat Uncle - Wait for me -" Ye Zi ran after him again, Chou Chou, Wei Wei and the old men were all strolling behind him slowly. It seemed that no matter whether it was a human or an animal, he had a calmness after getting older.

Ye Zi ran a few steps, but she couldn't catch up with the perverted fat uncle, so she had to stop, look back at Weiwei, and then rub her eyes: "No, it seems that Weiwei, it's been more than 20 years, wouldn't she become Grandpa Tiger--"

The fat man ran home and saw a circle of people in front of Ye Zi's notebook. Qiqi's voice came from it: "In less than a day, the number of people browsing was over one million, and the posts left with tens of thousands. Some netizens have called the pictures we uploaded as the Tiger Sect. Haha, it became popular overnight, and it can only be a legend created by the Internet era!"

"Call me to take a look first-" The fat man twisted his butt left and arched his right, then came to the front of his laptop, held the mouse and lit it for a while, and then laughed: "Okay, our Daqingshan is now completely famous, with pure wild Siberian tigers, primitive forest style, and pure wild ginseng. Wow, who is so powerful, has brought up photos of the water monsters in the past?"

It seems that the strength of netizens must not be underestimated. Even the photos taken by Tom and Fatty were stuck on replies by someone who was interested, and calling Fatty was a bit unexpected.

Ye Zi finally rushed back and leaned on the door frame and said, "Fat Uncle, it's just the beginning. In the next few days, the real hot speculation will take place. It's probably not a few days before someone will come to us to explore the reality."

The fat man nodded, and the good guys - that is, those who are full and have nothing to do, not to mention that this matter is designed to be the endangered Siberian tiger, which is indeed worthy of people's attention.

Although there are some rumors in the wild Siberian tiger in recent years, no pictures have been left, let alone video materials. Therefore, the family photo taken by the fat man for the tigers and a wonderful shot of a tuft of hair preying on them, which is definitely a hot news.

After wandering around for a long time, the fat man immediately started to deploy his work: "We are going to set up a few temporary guesthouses. I guess those reporters and other reporters will soon be killed. In addition, some people may come here to visit us, so we all have to entertain you well. Although the villa has not started yet, we must first break the sign."

So he went to Captain Li's house and asked him to send someone to clean up the house in a while. At this moment, Zhang Liang called from Beijing and the acquisition of the sanatorium was completed, totaling 2 million.

The fat man nodded happily: "It's not expensive, not expensive. Ye Yatou will send you the money in a while, and then you will be responsible for signing the contract there. We are ready to accept it. It just so happens that someone will come in the past few days."

Zhang Liang was silent on the other side of the phone for a while: "Fatty, discuss something. Those employees in the sanatorium, please leave them if they are willing to stay?"

"Haha, don't worry about this. When will the people from Kushantun do something unrelated?" The fat man smiled and hung up his phone, and then said to Captain Li: "This time it will be easier. No need to make trouble. If you come, you can just take the sanatorium directly. Uncle Captain, we will go to Nanwazi for dinner and take over the sanatorium first."

So they went back to their homes and saw three tables full of breakfast. The fat man grabbed the back of his head: "Even if I have five million, I can't stand eating like this. No matter who it is, I have to pay the food fee!"

"Stupid brat, dare!" Huang Jianguo slapped the table first.

"Fat uncle, I have to hand over it too, so I will follow my mother to the city tomorrow." Qiqi asked with her big eyes blinking.

"We are all a family, so if we don't want to divorce, we won't get married." The fat man saw that he was all the boss who could not afford to offend him, so he could only change his mind immediately.

"Then we are outsiders!" Old Man Wu's eyes stood up, and the fat man was so scared that he waved his hand: "Okay, I can't control this matter. I will rely on my own consciousness in the future and eat."

Everyone was so happy that no one was short of money, they were just having fun with the fat man.

After putting down the chopsticks, Yaya drove the car out of the production team and saw that there were more than ten people standing by the road, all of whom were going to the sanatorium, so they would definitely not be able to pull it off. But Burigude had already rushed back to the grassland, and Lin Feng also drove back to report, and only this car was left.

"Fat Uncle, you are a millionaire at least, so you have to buy a Xiali." Yaya complained.

"I can take a seat in. Besides, I have a master of the money. You can just take a car and I will ride a horse!" The fat man waved his arm and led Qiqi to the deer farm. After a while, he rode the second generation of the jujube white horse to Nanwazi.

After he got to the situation, he hung up the phone number for Zhang Liang. The employees of the sanatorium basically recognized the matter, but the formal handover will have to wait for Zhang Liang to come back.

The waiter, security guard and chef all came together to discuss whereabouts, and they were obviously divided into two factions: one group was going back to obey the assignment, while the other a small number of people hoped to stay.

The fat man simply said: "If you leave, you will be welcomed, and the treatment will be higher than now."

As a result, after discussing, all the chefs evacuated. After all, with their level and ability, it felt a bit in a bit of talent here.

The fat man didn't try to keep him. The food in the villa is mostly local. It's really unreasonable to hire these famous chefs to take advantage of their high salary. Although the original chef Li Er couldn't do it anymore, he passed on all his skills to his children and grandchildren. In addition, the help of the owner of the car and the old medicines can definitely support it. As for the special diet of other ethnic groups, they have to wait until someone comes and then slowly do it.

I've finished my work and it's almost noon. I just have lunch in the sanatorium. Compared to before, I'm much more righteous, after all, it's my own thing.

Before he could enter the restaurant, the fat man received a notice from the other side of the gate: He asked him to come over and take a look. So he ran and rushed to the gate. He saw two cars parked in front of the gate, and several people stood in front of the car, with cameras hanging and carrying cameras. It was obvious that it was the media.

"It's so fast--" The fat man grabbed the back of his head, then smiled and extended his big fat hand: "Welcome, welcome to our small mountain village."

"We are reporters from the Provincial Daily. Is it Comrade Huang Liang? We are going to conduct an on-site interview with you." A female reporter in her thirties said, with a very neat and neat voice.

"We are from the Information Department of the Provincial TV Station. The wild Siberian tiger appeared on Daqingshan. You spread it to the Internet. Are your pictures and images real?" The TV station's people were even more straightforward and started shooting with one camera.

The fat man yelled: "Of course it's true, I'm not Zhou Laohu, haha--"

Seeing him pulling his cloth shoes, swaying his big sleeves, smiling with a hippie face, not at all, it doesn't look real no matter how you look at it. The two reporters frowned, then looked at Qiqi at the same time, and then asked in a variety of questions, because in those photos, the little girl had the highest appearance rate.

Of course, Qiqi said it vividly, while the fat man was directly ignored, which made him sigh in his heart: They are all people who judge others by their appearance!

However, this incident is somewhat educational to him: image engineering is sometimes very important.

"Can we take those tigers out and ask us to see?" the female reporter asked, touching Qiqi's little head.

The fat man muttered "idiot" in his heart, and then snatched the microphone: "The tigers are all on the mountain, not in cages, you can see it by just looking. Comrade reporter, if you have the courage, I will take you up the mountain."

The more the reporters looked at him, the less he felt. They said in their hearts: Even if we go up the mountain, we have to find someone to be a stable person. Don’t ask you to sell it to a tiger and it will be broken. The cameraman couldn’t help but shout: “That fat man, please dodge it, you are swaying there in the camera!”

Seeing that he was ignored again, the fat man couldn't help but be upset: reporters are so awesome. Not to mention provincial journalists, even CCTV's one is not so good at it. When I reach my three-point land, I have the final say.

So he coughed twice: "Several big reporters, we are not going to be interviewed now. Dozens of news media have already greeted us. After everyone comes, we will hold a press conference together."

Everyone laughed at the moment: Fatty can really fool you. Even if you want to make an appointment, who knows your phone number?

Several reporters were a little stunned. They rushed over to do first-hand interviews and get the monthly news first. Those who do news should pay attention to timeliness and no more than this village.
Chapter completed!