"Yes, this was originally a beneficial thing for the villagers. Not only did they receive a large sum of compensation, but once the manor is built, they can also benefit greatly from it."
This result was entirely caused by Black Widow's interference.
Wang Defu said: “Later I found out that it was the Black Widow who bribed the village head, Li Wangcai, and privately promised him that after getting rid of me, she would take over the holiday resort and still bring benefits to the villagers.”
"At the same time, there will be an additional one billion yuan in funding as compensation, so that's why people jumped out to make a fuss. Their purpose is to ruin me, break my financial chain, and then profit from it."
Having figured out the whole story, Ye Bufan asked, "Uncle Defu, what are your plans for this resort project now? Do you want to continue pushing forward with it or transfer it?"
"Oh, this is a real catch-22."
"Wang Defu sighed again and said, 'When I built this manor, I had made a precise plan. According to the profit cycle of the funds, the manor would be able to recoup a large investment when it was completed, and then repay the bank loan.'"
The bank loan is due soon, but there's still no sign of the resort. If we want to continue, we'll need to invest a lot more money. What's worse, those unreasonable villagers are impossible to deal with.
At the time, I also filed a police report, hoping to resolve it through legal channels. Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do either. They just said it was a dispute and advised me to handle it myself.
"So I've had enough, and want to transfer this villa project. But under the Black Widow's suppression, who would dare to take it over?"
"That is to say, if given the choice, Uncle Defu would be willing to transfer this project."
Wang Defu said: "That's for sure. If we don't quickly recover the funds, the bank loans will be impossible to resolve, and it will drag down the entire group."
"I understand, Uncle Defu. I'll try to figure out a solution for this."
Wang Defu shook his head and said, "Xiao Fan, I know you are very capable and want to help Uncle Defu, but this matter is too difficult to handle."
I've been racking my brain trying to figure out a way to solve this, but the only person who could possibly take over the resort now is Black Widow. The price she's offering is less than 1/10 of what it was before, it's clear she's just trying to lowball me.
Ye Bufan said: "Don't worry, Uncle Defu, there's always a way when you get to the mountain. We'll find a solution eventually."
After dinner, he bid farewell to Wang Defu and then called An Yimo to restore the agency rights of Fukan Pharmaceutical.
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He didn't return to work at Fukang Pharmaceutical. Instead, he hailed a cab and headed straight for Yuquan Village.
Y quán Village is about forty or fifty kilometers away from the city center of Jiangbei City. This distance is just right for a resort village.
Before, the biggest problem was transportation. But now that Fukan Group has completely repaired the roads from the city center here, the road conditions are excellent.
Because of the convenient transportation, the taxi was very fast, and about half an hour later, he arrived at the entrance of Yquan Village.
After paying the car fare, Ye Bufan didn't drive into the village but headed straight for the location of Wang De's resort project.
Yuquan Village was built on a mountain, and behind it is a mountain called Yuquan Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is a stream called Yuquan Creek whose water flows through it.
Wang De-fu's chosen resort villa is about four or five kilometers away from Yuquan Village. This location is also very good, nestled between mountains and water. If it were developed, it would surely become a holiday destination.
I have to say, his business acumen is still very good, just didn't expect the Black Widow to interfere, and even less expected the villagers to be so difficult.
The resort project is now four-fifths complete, with only some finishing touches remaining.
After Ye Bufan arrived here, his expression changed. If he were an ordinary person, he would only think that the air here was fresh and comfortable to be in.

But he was a cultivator and immediately sensed the difference. The spiritual energy here was far more concentrated than outside, it was simply incomparable.
He was puzzled inwardly. Logically, the whole Earth should be heavily polluted now, with dwindling spiritual energy. Why was the spiritual energy here so intense?
Closing my eyes and feeling slowly, I discovered that the concentration of spiritual energy was different. The closer I got to Jade Spring Mountain, the more intense the spiritual energy became.
Ye Bufan decided to investigate, perhaps this was his chance encounter. He followed the direction of the spiritual energy and slowly walked into the mountains.
After walking for a while, he found that the path he had taken was exactly the same as the direction the stream from Yuquan Creek came from.
That is to say, as you follow the stream upstream, the spiritual energy becomes more and more concentrated.
This made him even more curious, could it be just a coincidence, or was there something different about the source of the stream?
Having found his direction, he hurried upstream along the Jade Spring Creek. He later discovered that the higher he walked, the steeper the mountain became, and this stream actually flowed down from the mountain itself.
After walking for dozens of miles, we reached the halfway point of Yuquan Mountain and finally found the source of the stream.
Ye Bufan saw that the stream emerged gurgling from beneath a huge rock on the hillside.
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It's quite magical.
The spiritual energy here is much denser than down in the mountains, giving him a strong urge to sit down and cultivate immediately.
He came to the spring, drew out a cup, and filled it with water. He drank it all in one gulp.
The stream water is sweet and delicious, no wonder it's called Jade Spring.
However, the spiritual energy contained within this stream is not abundant, falling far short of the richness found in the air.
Ye Bufan frowned, which meant he hadn't found the source of spiritual energy yet.
He once again expanded his divine sense, searching the surroundings.
A few minutes later, he rose into the air and leaped onto a large rock above the stream. Behind the rock was a small pool, one meter square, and it was from here that the rich spiritual energy emanated.
"Goodness gracious, it's an eye of spring water!"
After discovering this small pond, Ye Bufan was overjoyed. According to the ancient records, this must be the Spirit Spring, although it was nearing depletion. It seemed like it wouldn't last for another hundred years before vanishing.
Even so, for a cultivator, this is absolutely an extremely rare cultivation resource.
At the same time, he also understood the origin of Yuquan Creek. It turned out that it was the spiritual energy emanating from Lingquan that made the creek water so sweet.
However, because the spring is located in a dangerous and very secluded place, ordinary people would be intimidated by it and unable to climb up, so it has never been discovered.
It seems like Ye Bufan struck gold this time, for him, this Eye of the Spring is an invaluable treasure.
Although it was nearly depleted, it was still enough for him to break through his current Xuanjie Great Perfection realm and form a golden elixir.
Thinking of this, he suppressed the excitement in his heart. He chose a secluded and flat place beside the Spirit Spring and began to meditate cross-legged.
After finishing, he took a deep breath. The chaotic true qi within him started to circulate, and the spiritual energy emanating from the Lingquan immediately seemed to be drawn by an enormous force, surging into his body like a tide. Finally, it transformed into wisps of pure true qi, flowing into his dantian.
As time passed, the true qi in his dantian grew more and more abundant, the pressure increasing until it felt like his dantian would burst at any moment.
Ye Bufan endured tremendous pressure, continuing to circulate the chaotic true qi. He didn't know how long it had been, but just when he felt he couldn't bear it any longer, a deafening boom suddenly echoed in his mind.
Suddenly, the pressure lifted. The surging qi had vanished, leaving a golden pill the size of a grain of rice floating in his dantian.
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