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"Quick! Tell me! Where is your village chief?!"

"Where's Jiang Chen?! Take me to see him right now!"

Director Wang gripped Hu Lahua's arm with such force that it almost dug into her flesh, his eyes filled with fanaticism.

Hu Lahua was startled by his appearance, but when she heard that he was looking for Jiang Chen, she immediately straightened her chest.

"Our Brother Chen? He's very busy!"

"Look, they just went towards the farm office."

Hu Lahua shook off his hand and proudly pointed with her chin in a direction not far away.

Without saying a word, Director Wang wiped his mouth, not even bothering to greet his secretary and entourage behind him, and rushed out.

The accompanying personnel looked at each other in bewilderment and quickly followed.

They watched their leader's disheveled yet excited back, their minds filled with questions.

It's just a bowl of white rice, isn't it?

As for?

It's like I've been starving for eight lifetimes!

The temporary office of the 10,000-mu farm was converted from several shipping containers.

Jiang Chen was sitting in his simple office with his legs crossed, enjoying the air conditioning while watching the spectacular scene of more than a dozen harvesters working simultaneously on the huge monitoring screen in front of him.

"Bang!"

The office door was violently kicked open from the outside.

Director Wang, covered in sweat and with a flushed face, stormed in like a bull charging into a china shop, panting heavily.

Behind him followed a group of subordinates who were equally out of breath and looked embarrassed.

"Jiang... Village Chief Jiang!"

Director Wang rushed to Jiang Chen's desk, his hands gripping the table, and excitedly slapped the surface.

"This rice is divine! It's absolutely the best thing I've ever eaten in my life!"

"A state banquet! This has to be specially supplied for a state banquet!"

"I've eaten grain my whole life, managed grain supplies my whole life, and I've never seen, smelled, or eaten anything so good!"

Jiang Chen was sitting in the boss's chair, slowly sipping a cup of freshly brewed Da Hong Pao tea.

Seeing Director Wang's flustered appearance, he didn't even lift his eyelids, but just smiled slightly.

"Director Wang, you flatter me."

"It's just something we grow casually on our own land for fun, something we eat casually, nothing to take seriously."

These words should have been kept quiet, because they caused Director Wang to explode.

"Just grab a bite?!"

"Comrade Jiang Chen! I warn you, you are committing a crime! You are wasting the country's precious food resources!"

Director Wang was so anxious that his face turned red, and he almost spat on Jiang Chen's face.

He sat up abruptly and pulled a blank purchasing document, already stamped with a bright red seal, from his expensive briefcase.

"Snapped!"

The document was slammed heavily in front of Jiang Chen.

"Village Chief Jiang! I am now formally informing you in my capacity as the Director of the Nanjiang Provincial Grain Reserve Bureau!"

Director Wang was panting heavily, his eyes were shining, and his voice was so loud it sounded like he was going to lift the roof off.

"This entire batch of new rice from your village! Our province, on behalf of the state, has purchased it all!"

He held up two fingers and gestured with his fingers in the air.

"Price! Name your price! Money's no object!"

"The highest market price? I'll give you a hundred times that! Not enough? Then two hundred times!"

"If you just nod your head, I'll submit a report to the higher-ups right now! I'll apply for special funding! The money will be in your village's account within an hour!"

Director Wang's eyes gleamed with the light of political achievements and a promising future.

He knew all too well what this batch of rice meant.

If he could get his hands on even just a small portion of this stuff at the provincial level and serve it to some key figures…

His political career is now completely secure!

This is a feat that reaches the heavens!

The air in the office became somewhat stagnant after Director Wang's words.

The group of people accompanying him stood up straight, their faces beaming with confidence.

In their eyes, this was like a windfall.

The government intervened, acquiring the company regardless of cost, and promising enormous benefits.

No businessman in this world can resist such a temptation.

Even if this young village chief named Jiang Chen is incredibly powerful, he still has to nod obediently.

However, Jiang Chen's reaction surprised everyone.

Faced with that official document that would drive any company crazy, Jiang Chen didn't even glance at it out of the corner of his eye.

He maintained his leisurely posture, picked up the teacup on the table, and gently blew on the tea leaves floating on the water.

Then, under everyone's astonished gaze, he softly uttered two words.

"Not for sale."

The sound wasn't loud, but it traveled clearly to the ears of everyone in the office.

The smile on Director Wang's face froze instantly.

He picked at his ears, thinking he was hallucinating because he was too excited.

"Village Chief Jiang... what did you just say?"

"I said," Jiang Chen finally put down his teacup, raised his head, and looked calmly at Director Wang, "I won't sell this rice."

Now everyone heard it clearly.

Director Wang was completely stunned.

His secretary quickly stepped forward and whispered a reminder.

"President Jiang, you should think this through carefully. This is Director Wang representing the province..."

"I know."

Jiang Chen's gaze suddenly sharpened, like two sharp knives piercing Director Wang's heart.

He interrupted his secretary, leaned forward slightly, and said, word by word.

"Director Wang, I'll repeat it one more time."

"This isn't about money."

"The finest specimens of the Jiang family cannot be bought with money from outside."

"If you want this rice, you can have it."

"But you have to do it my way."