"Damn it! What are you thinking! Why does that leopard meat not only seem like an aphrodisiac, but it's also fucking evil!"

Lu Weiguo quickly shook off the fantasy in his mind.

At this moment, Zhao Jiahuan also noticed Lu Weiguo's unusual behavior.

Her pretty face flushed red, and she quickly pretended to be tidying up her bicycle.

"Um... what brings you here? Weren't you supposed to be overseeing that ethnic minority street?"

Lu Weiguo tugged at his clothes, gave an awkward smile, and quickly changed the subject.

"My dad went there. The construction over there is almost finished. They didn't rebuild it; they just did some renovations. Today, he took a group of leaders to check if the food being sold had any ethnic characteristics."

They just threw me out.

Zhao Jia Huan never dared to look up at Lu Weiguo, after all, she had never seen a man with such impressive muscles before.

But the more he lowered his head, the more his gaze lingered in that direction.

"By the way, what kind of survey were you talking about? Wait for me a minute, I'm going to wash my face."

From the very beginning of the land distribution to individual households, these three elites from the reform and opening-up organization each supervised their respective work areas.

After all, this is their first shot in their work, and they absolutely cannot afford to make the slightest mistake.

In particular, the ethnic-themed street and the Fendou Farmers Market are two projects.

All of these received attention from the Provincial Party Committee.

Once everything is ready, we still have to accept supervision and inspection from the provincial party committee.

"Hmm, I'm not in a hurry... Can I help you...?"

Zhao Jiahuan wanted to get closer, but seeing so many people in the room, he hesitated.

In the end, he didn't go inside. Instead, he stood in the yard playing with Wangcai and the three little sables.

I washed my face and then rinsed my hair with cold water.

Lu Weiguo then put those unrealistic fantasies to the back of his mind.

But Zhao Jiahuan, who hadn't done that for a long time, kept having images of Lu Weiguo's burning gaze and his impressive muscles replay in his mind.

Some things, once hormones are released, are truly uncontrollable, regardless of the woman.

Even after arriving at the farmers' market, Zhao Jia Huan was still absent-minded.

"Uncle, we're just here to ask if you have any suggestions for this farmers' market."

Lu Weiguo looked at the register and studied it word by word.

Zhao Jiahuan, the boy, was busy playing with his hands while glancing sideways at Lu Weiguo.

"Oh, Weiguo, everything else is fine, except for the lack of water. One well in your village isn't enough."

After yesterday's events, many people know that his name is Wei Guo.

Besides, he often helps out here.

"Okay, I got it. I've written it down. Let's discuss what to do."

"What is Zhao Jia Huan doing? Taking notes."

While asking questions, Lu Weiguo also had to remind the young woman.

"What? Auntie, slow down. Come on, give it to me, I'll write it down."

After visiting only four or five stores, Lu Weiguo couldn't hold back any longer.

Work is work. What's wrong with Zhao Jiahuan?

The whole morning.

Zhao Jia Huan was like a pendant, sometimes nudging Lu Weiguo's waist, sometimes whispering in his ear, "Do I look pretty like this?"

Fortunately, Lu Weiguo had good self-control, otherwise that thing really might have done something.

That would be so embarrassing.

At the very end, the old man who sold the cow was drinking hot water and smoking a cigarette.

"Young man, everything else is great, it's close to home, and you even provide hot water and have someone clean the house at night."

"That's right... that's right..."

"Sir, please speak freely. I'm just here to get your opinions."

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Lu Weiguo patiently asked.

"It's a bit chaotic. They sell all sorts of things, and the buyers are quite casual. Some people don't know the rules for buying sheep or cattle, and they've been making a lot of jokes these past few days."

The old man spoke tactfully, and Lu Weiguo recalled what he had seen while strolling around these past few days.

Only then did I understand the old man's difficulties.

For large livestock, the price is not fixed.

Therefore, the selling price was negotiated by the two of them behind closed doors.

In those specialized markets that sell cattle and sheep, buyers are very purposeful and know the rules.

But most people come to this farmers' market just to watch the excitement and stroll around.

Many people passing by casually offered prices, which has already ruined several potential buyers.

"Sir, I understand. I've written it down. I'll come back to consult you again once I have a solution."

Leave professional tasks to professionals.

Ultimately, it would be best to let the old man have a say in things.

Investigation and visits.

Lu Weiguo finished most of the work in one morning.

Kong Lihua is usually responsible for the final summary.

Lu Weiguo pulled Zhao Jiahuan and sat down behind Zhang Wei's stall.

He hasn't opened his mouth yet.

Many young people from the village brought over the food they had bought.

"Brother Weiguo, have a taste! It's free! You can judge for us!"

"Really, isn't this a leader too! Have a taste, it's nothing much, but it's all from my heart."

"Hehehe, Brother Weiguo, we didn't sell any wine today. Why don't you have a drink? Otherwise, my mom will beat me up again when I get home..."

Finally, the simple-minded young man who sold alcohol also ran over when he saw this.

"No, you have to pay, you have to pay!"

"That's a leader, wouldn't it be disrespectful to refuse money?" Lu Weiguo's words made the young men even more embarrassed.

Especially that silly young man who sells alcohol.

I never expected that the first glass of wine would be sold this way.

Since it's been delivered and I've already paid for it, there's no reason not to eat it.

The two sat at a small dining table, watching the bustling market.

I still feel quite honored.

Cheers! To our success!

Zhao Jiahuan gets a little tipsy after drinking.

Grain that's 50 degrees Celsius will burn in one gulp.

Even Lu Weiguo found it spicy.

"Jiahuan, drink less."

"Do you think I'm pretty?" Zhao Jiahuan asked, slurring his words under the influence of alcohol.

"what?"

Do you think I'm pretty?

The second time, her hand had already grabbed Lu Weiguo's clothes.

Her body swayed with her hands, and the coquettish charm of the young woman was irresistible to any man.

"Boss, stop messing around, okay? It's beautiful, alright?"

Lu Weiguo couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had to speak seriously.

"Why don't you touch her if she's so pretty..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Weiguo covered his mouth.

Some things, once said, can't be taken back. Who is this?

This is Zhao Kaishan's daughter.

The daughter of the county party secretary has an even more powerful family background.

Besides, there's Zhang Benmo, who's disappeared somewhere.

That's it...

Would he dare to listen to what I say?

However, Zhao Jia Huan was clearly drunk.

He actually stuck out his tongue and licked Lu Weiguo's palm.

Startled, he immediately pulled his hand back.

"Boss, you've had too much to drink. Come on, let me help you back to rest. You're a leader, you can't embarrass yourself in this kind of situation, okay? Be a good boy..."

One good thing about women is that they can handle drinking too much.

If it were Lu Weiguo, he would also have to sleep on the side of the road.

"Weiguo, you...you really don't like me? But...but in my heart...it's already..."

boom!

Zhao Jiahuan, who had drunk too much, was thrown directly onto the earthen bed.

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