Some people who originally had a disbelief also believed it now. If they counted how much money they could make if they signed this document, they would start with 200,000 yuan.

"Daughter, I also have an old house, more than 100 square meters, so I haven't lived in it for a long time. Let's sign it too." Qiuyu's mother was also very excited at the moment. This was like a free money, don't want it for nothing.

Zhang Xuan, who was standing aside, shook his head and said, "Auntie, don't sign this."

As soon as Zhang Xuan said this, many people who stood closer to him looked at him.

"Don't sign?"

"Brother Zhang Xuan, why don't you sign such a good thing?"

"That's it."

Several young men couldn't help asking.

When Qiuyu heard Zhang Xuan say no to sign, she was sure that there was definitely a ghost in this incident. Qiuyu had absolute trust in Zhang Xuan. She knew very well that Zhang Xuan's social experience would not be able to compare even if she had been struggling for ten years.

When the middle-aged man heard Zhang Xuan say this, his face changed and shouted to Zhang Xuan: "Boy, what's the matter with you? Do you have a house here?"

Zhang Xuan smiled and said to the middle-aged man: "Do you mentioned the compensation for demolition based on the land per square meter or the house per square meter?"

As soon as Zhang Xuan's question arose, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became ugly.

And the villagers were shocked, yes, this person just said that he would pay 2,000 yuan per square meter, but he didn't say what it was. If he just calculated the land, it would be demolished, which would not be enough to build a house by himself!

"That's right, are you talking about land or house?"

"If we pay according to the land, we will not sign it."

"That's right, where will we live after signing, you've paid so little."

The villagers asked questions at Zhang Xuan’s reminder.

It can be seen that the middle-aged man's head was covered with cold sweat. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, put the documents in his hand in his pocket, cleared his throat, and shouted: "Of course, this is compensated according to your house. How could it be compensated according to the ground? Look, isn't this document clearly written?"

The middle-aged man took out a document from his pocket again. The document was exactly the same as the one he just took, but the difference was that the document had previously stated that compensation was based on the land area, and this one was replaced by compensation based on the house area.

The middle-aged man specifically pointed out the words compensation based on the house area and showed it to everyone. Only when everyone saw this did they feel relieved.

Guo Meichen glared at Zhang Xuan hatefully. How could she not know what the document was like before? Just this person talked too much, and in one sentence, how much money did she earn less? The family will pay hundreds of thousands more, and there are at least a hundred families in this village, and 20 to 30 million will be gone!

Guo Meichen is angry, but things have developed like this, and she has no choice. After all, there is still a profit of nearly 100 million yuan, and she has to do the scene well.

Guo Meichen hugged her chest with her hands and snorted coldly, "Some people judge a gentleman's ambitions by the heart of a villain. Do you think we are here to cheat everyone? I don't know how many people want to sign this document when they ask!"

"That's it! Meichen is still thinking about our own family." As soon as Guo Meichen's voice fell, a voice sounded in the crowd.
Chapter completed!