Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 281 Top Ten Outstanding Youths of the Province

Zeng Wenjie essentially traveled all the way from Fengzhou to participate in an office meeting.

Zhuang Aimin took his suggestions very seriously and frequently asked him questions, which made the leaders present pay extra attention to him.

In his previous life, Zeng Wenjie was just a nobody who could provide for himself, but in this life, he can have a group of big shots surrounding him and listening attentively, which makes him feel even better than Cao Bi.

He experienced what it was like to be a real general.

The leaders around me were frantically taking notes!
"After The Voice of China enters the semi-finals, we can arrange for the mentors and contestants to come here to record some footage, which will also serve as a form of publicity."

"Also, some of the unique delicacies in our province have the potential to become more widely known."

"Including some exotic foods that outsiders might find interesting can attract a lot of attention."

As Zeng Wenjie spoke, he gestured with his hands.

Zhuang Aimin leaned back on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, nodded approvingly, and asked, "Give me an example?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Isn't cow dung hotpot a good option? Outsiders would probably think it's cow dung. Please forgive my crude language..."

"Is it strange enough that people all over the country think that some people in certain parts of Chongshan like to eat cow dung hotpot? Can it attract everyone's curiosity?"

"Savory tofu pudding and sweet tofu pudding are normal, right? But here we have fish mint and chili tofu pudding. Isn't that interesting?"

"Of the basic necessities of life—clothing, food, housing, and transportation—food is the most important. What our country has in abundance is foodies."

Zeng Wenjie's words were like a wake-up call to everyone.

"Xiao Zeng's suggestion is great. I was initially very resistant to cow dung hotpot, but after I learned that it wasn't cow dung, I actually started to like it a lot," a middle-aged man with a receding hairline couldn't help but praise.

Zhuang Aimin nodded and said, "That's a good idea. Local delicacies are a major factor in tourism promotion."

Zeng Wenjie continued, "What we can showcase to the outside world is our various ethnic festivals and some distinctive ethnic tourist attractions. We can arrange some fun activities to attract tourists."

"For example?" Zhuang Aimin asked.

“It’s rice wine! It’s served in a vessel like a cow horn and offered to tourists as a welcoming drink to show the hospitality of ethnic minorities,” Zeng Wenjie said.

As everyone listened, they unknowingly filled more than three pages with notes.

Zeng Wenjie felt that was about enough. There was still some valuable information left, but it wasn't appropriate to reveal it all at once; he had to take it slowly.

Of course, he has to maintain his self-worth at all times to avoid being discarded like a dog after the rabbit is caught.

Zhuang Aimin pointed to Zeng Wenjie with satisfaction and praised him to everyone with a boastful tone: "See? This is my junior brother. He truly deserves to be one of the top ten outstanding youths in our province this year!"

Everyone was very supportive and joined in the praise, which made Zeng Wenjie very happy.

But he remained humble and mature on the surface.

The next game was nearing its end, and the host, speaking in heavily accented Mandarin, was passionately shouting, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse.

"Let's have a meal together. We won't talk about work while we eat," Zhuang Aimin said with a smile.

"Well, senior, I brought a classmate along to hang out," Zeng Wenjie said.

"It's alright," Zhuang Aimin waved his hand dismissively.

When Mu Qingyang came out of the office, he had just finished watching the game. He turned around and saw a group of people walking in his direction. He was instinctively a little frightened.

Although there have been many improvements recently, there is still a trace of social anxiety in her bones.

"Was the game interesting?" Zeng Wenjie quickly stepped out of the crowd, took Mu Qingyang's hand, and asked.

"It looks good, but I couldn't tell which one was Ronaldo," Mu Qingyang replied with a hint of regret.

“?” Zeng Wenjie was completely dumbfounded.

Then, he coughed and said, "It's okay if you didn't recognize him. Just remember, the one with the dyed blond hair is Beckham!" Mu Qingyang suddenly realized, "Oh, so he's Beckham?"

It's not very close to the stadium; from a distance, you can only make out the general outline of people, not their faces.

Therefore, Mu Qingyang felt that there were foreign stars on the field.

Zeng Wenjie found it funny; Xiao Mu was so cute. If he took her to watch the World Cup, would she ask which side China was on and whether Yao Ming was playing?

Zhuang Aimin smiled and glanced at Mu Qingyang, somewhat stunned by the girl's beauty, and then nodded meaningfully to Zeng Wenjie.

"Let's go eat first, and after we eat, I'll take you to the hot springs," Zeng Wenjie said in a low voice.

"Hot springs? Great!" Mu Qingyang's eyes lit up, his emotions running high, completely unaware of this sly thing's scheming.

After following the leaders downstairs, Zeng Wenjie asked Mu Qingyang to get into the passenger seat first.

Everyone was stunned when they saw his incredibly eye-catching Audi A8.

Chongshan Province is a notoriously poor province, and this was in 2006. BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi) cars were relatively rare luxury cars, let alone a flagship model like the A8.

Zhuang Aimin said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, our Zeng is quite the boss. He's only a freshman in college, but he's already started his own business, opening a snack shop and a gold shop, and even has close cooperation with an international brand from Italy."

Zhuang Aimin's words impressed the leaders even more.

So Zeng Wenjie isn't a young master, but a true first-generation genius who started from scratch?!
This kind of young man is worth befriending, especially since he has such a close relationship with Zhuang Aimin.

"Senior brother, isn't Sister Xuan here?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

“Xiao Ye has another job,” Zhuang Aimin said with a smile.

"Senior brother, why don't you ride in my car? We can chat about some interesting things at Feng Academy on the way," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Hmm...okay." After a moment's hesitation, Zhuang Aimin finally nodded.

The crowd's expressions grew even more surprised and solemn. This relationship was more than just close; it seemed that Zeng was an even more worthwhile investment!
"Little Mu, this is our senior, Mr. Zhuang Aimin," Zeng Wenjie introduced.

"Hello, senior brother!" Mu Qingyang waved gently, revealing a pure smile.

"Hello, Xiao Mu." Zhuang Aimin got into the car with a smile.

Zeng Wenjie drove steadily, chatting with Zhuang Aimin, while Mu Qingyang sat quietly without interrupting.

After chatting for a while, Zhuang Aimin said, "Xiao Zeng, you're a steady person, so I won't say anything unpleasant. I think you can do it yourself."

Zeng Wenjie knew that Zhuang Aimin was targeting him.

Zhuang Aimin got into his car, and all the leaders saw it.

Clearly, Zhuang Aimin was worried that Zeng Wenjie was too young and might not be able to uphold his principles, and might cross the line if he wasn't careful, which is why he said that.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'll just focus on doing my business peacefully. I'll keep my distance from any business dealings with the authorities," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

"Hehe, good..." Zhuang Aimin gave him an appreciative look and nodded repeatedly.

Zhuang Aimin said, "If the show becomes popular, the village BA will also become popular, boosting the tourism development of our province. You still have a good chance of being named one of the top ten outstanding young people in the country next year."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I will try to earn more money and make a small contribution to the education cause in our province."

Zhuang Aimin gave a thumbs-up and nodded in approval.

From Zeng Wenjie's suggestion to change the "dog meat" in Taixiang to "fragrant meat" alone, he could see the vision and perspective of his junior brother.

Now that we've talked about it again, I trust and admire him even more.

(End of this chapter)