The village beauty and me!

"Chen Huan, can you stop being so indecent?" Zhao Jingjing clenched her fists in annoyance.

But in the end, she only touched him lightly.

The expression on his face didn't seem angry, just slightly annoyed.

After buying the appliances, Chen Huan hurriedly rushed back.

Before that, I specifically withdrew 50,000 yuan in cash when I passed by the bank.

"What are the work arrangements next, Boss Chen?" Zhao Jingjing sat in the passenger seat, choosing the most comfortable position, her two white legs crossed and gently swinging.

Chen Huan felt a strong urge to try it out.

After thinking for a moment, he replied, "Nothing much is happening today. When we get back, could you help gather everyone together?"

"Just tell them that I'm going to distribute the money from contracting the river outside to everyone. You can help my sister-in-law distribute the money to everyone, make sure to keep a good record so that no one is missing or anything, and don't let anyone take advantage of the situation."

Zhao Jingjing exclaimed in surprise, "You actually want a share of the money?"

Chen Huan glanced at her and said, "Isn't that obvious? We have to keep our promises. Whether we give it to you sooner or later, it's all the same. Why drag it out and make the villagers worry?"

"I'm not like some people who just talk a good game but only pocket the money."

Zhao Jingjing took off her shoes, raised her long leg, and kicked Chen Huan directly. "Are you ever going to stop? My dad has already fallen from power and is about to quit his job. Can you please stop bringing this up?"

Chen Huan casually pinched Zhao Jingjing's slender foot.

It felt incredibly smooth and soft to the touch, which inexplicably aroused his anger.

As it happened, Zhao Jingjing was wearing a short skirt today, and her ambiguous posture immediately allowed Chen Huan to see right through her.

She blushed instantly, struggling to pull her leg back while saying, "Let go of me, where are you looking?"

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his foot, Chen Huan said with a smile, "You started it, so apologize."

"No way! Go ahead and keep pinching me if you dare!" Zhao Jingjing's stubbornness kicked in, and she refused to apologize no matter what.

"Wow, that's impressive. Let's see how long you can last." Chen Huan changed his gesture and pressed his thumb against the sole of Zhao Jingjing's foot.

After locating the acupoint, one secretly mobilizes a small amount of internal energy for a deeper stimulation.

"Hmm..." Zhao Jingjing couldn't help but shudder and let out a soft moan.

This unique tingling sensation is different from ordinary foot massages.

The sensation was more than ten times stronger, and it traveled upwards along the body's meridians and nerves, reaching every sensitive area.

Zhao Jingjing blushed, sweat beading on her nose, and finally, unable to hold back her breath, she said, "I was wrong, Boss Chen, please forgive me."

"Is that all?" Chen Huan reluctantly let go of her hand.

  

Zhao Jingjing immediately pulled her long legs back, sat down with her legs together, and turned her head to look out the window with a flushed face.

He waited until they returned to the village, but he never spoke a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Remember, do what I told you to do right away."

"These are all the tasks for today. If you do them well, I'll give you a bonus tonight," Chen Huan said with a smile.

"Okay..." Zhao Jingjing muttered softly, still facing the car window, then opened the car door and slipped out, her legs still seeming a little weak as she walked.

When Chen Huan got home, the first thing he did was move the refrigerator down, unpack it, and put it away.

"We also bought a new TV and washing machine. Isn't this a bit too extravagant?" Li Chunlan said, feeling both delighted and a little distressed about the money.

"What's the big deal? Just use it responsibly."

"When you're at home with nothing to do, just relax in the air conditioning and watch TV, don't always think about doing chores."

"I'll take care of making money."

Chen Huan took out the 50,000 yuan and placed it on the table. "The village loudspeaker will notify the villagers to gather at the village committee office in a little while. You can then distribute this money to each household at 300 yuan."

"The village chief's daughter will go over to help count and record the number of people. If there's any work to be done, just hand it over to her and don't be shy."

Li Chunlan stared wide-eyed in surprise, "You make this much money selling fish?"

Chen Huan held up a finger, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you, just keep it to yourself."

Li Chunlan smiled, pursing her lips, "You rascal, you've really made something of yourself now, it's truly gratifying."

"However, the village chief's daughter, being the only college student in our village, is usually very arrogant. Can we really boss her around?"

Chen Huan snorted, "To be honest, she's working for me now. The Zhao family is about to be finished. Even a wise bird knows to choose its tree to perch on."

Li Chunlan reached out and poked him on the head. "Look how capable you are! The village chief's daughter is working for you. We never dared to dream of such a thing before."

"If the money were distributed, our Chen family would be very prominent in the village."

"Everyone should remember your kindness."

Seeing Li Chunlan's excited and proud expression, Chen Huan felt a sense of relief and peace of mind.

Before long, the village loudspeaker blared.

The voice that came out was Zhao Jingjing's clear and sweet voice.

It was specifically emphasized that Chen Huan, the contractor of Taohua Village, was going to distribute money to everyone in front of the village committee office.

In the blink of an eye, the whole village erupted in jubilation.

Three hundred yuan is not much, but it's the first time in many years that the villagers have seen money come back to them. They are even happier than during the New Year.

In the past, on such grand occasions, Zhao Siming and the core members of the Zhao family would definitely be there to show off their power.

However, Chen Huan glanced at them from afar and saw that, apart from Zhao Jingjing, none of her family members had appeared.

"It seems their days are truly numbered," Chen Huan muttered to himself.

Zhao Liping helped Li Chunlan distribute money to everyone.

Chen Huan refined another batch of Golden Pills at home and checked the condition of the Nine Yang Grass and the pair of insects.

Seeing that it was getting late, I decided to go to town again.

I can't break my promise to Kim Dae-sung. Also, I need to get my driver's license sorted out as soon as possible. Once I pay the fee, I can just relax.

Following the directions given by Jin Dacheng, Chen Huan soon found several training vehicles in an abandoned yard of a cement factory outside the town.

Coincidentally, the training vehicles were also pickup trucks, only older than his.

Each vehicle carried about a dozen students, so the courtyard was quite lively at this time.

Even along the shady spot by the courtyard wall, there are quite a few stalls selling snacks.

If it weren't for someone pointing it out, probably no one would have imagined that such a remote and desolate place would have such a lively atmosphere.

Chen Huan went to the training vehicle based on its license plate number.

At that moment, a slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing faded sportswear was glaring at people and spewing trash talk.

The ones being criticized were his students, both men and women, who were all so badly attacked that they couldn't lift their heads.

Chen Huan stood to the side, feeling somewhat awkward.

He didn't understand why these students, who had spent thousands of yuan to learn to drive, were now being scolded like dirt and didn't dare to utter a word in rebuttal.

Just as he was wondering, the coach who was cursing turned around and glanced at him.

At that moment, Chen Huan suddenly understood why the trainees were all afraid.