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Under the watchful eyes of all the members of the "intelligence center" at the village entrance, the driver's side door of the Audi A6L slowly opened with a steady and heavy "click".

A pair of black leather shoes, polished to a high shine and still reflecting light under the dim yellow light, were the first to emerge.

The leather shoes trod steadily on the village road covered in dust and sunflower seed shells. The stark contrast between the pristine condition and the muddy countryside made the hearts of the middle-aged women present skip a beat.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure wearing a black windbreaker stepped out of the car.

Jiang Chen straightened up and took off the Ray-Ban sunglasses that looked particularly pretentious in the night.

A warm, slightly playful smile appeared on his lips, and his familiar face looked somewhat unfamiliar in the light of the car headlights.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Li, Aunt Zhang, why aren't you asleep yet?"

His voice was calm, even carrying a hint of teasing from a junior to an elder.

"Are you having a meeting here...?"

This seemingly ordinary greeting, however, sounded like a thunderbolt to the ears of these middle-aged women!

That sound!

That voice sounds so familiar!

Although he was much more composed than they remembered, they would still recognize his tone and manner of speaking even if he turned to ashes!

Grandma Wang's chin almost dropped to the red cotton-padded jacket on her chest.

"You...you...you...you are...Old Jiang's...Second...Second Dog?!"

"Er Gouzi!"

Grandma Wang's mind was completely a mess.

The scene before her eyes was completely beyond the scope of her entire life's knowledge.

Er Gouzi?

Is it Jiang Chen, the poor boy who was quiet and introverted since childhood, and who had to carry the same schoolbag for several years with patches all over it because his family was poor?

He...he...he came back in an Audi A6 that was ten times more impressive than the Passat the village chief rode in.

This car... isn't this the kind of car only big bosses and high-ranking officials in the city can ride in?

Didn't he go to Shanghai to work?

What kind of job is this?

Did they dig up a gold mine in Jinshan or find a treasure in the Huangpu River?

Faced with Aunt Wang's earth-shattering shout and the piercing gazes of the crowd, Jiang Chen felt no discomfort whatsoever.

He didn't care at all about being called "Er Gouzi" (Second Dog).

He smiled and nodded, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"It's me, Aunt Wang. Long time no see. You're still in such good health."

He paused, then added, "I just got off the highway. I'm going home to see my parents first. You guys continue your conversation, don't let me interrupt the flow of the meeting."

After saying that, he waved to everyone with a flourish and didn't say another word.

He turned around and got back into the black "beast".

Before everyone's eyes, the car window silently rolled up, shutting out everything from the outside world.

With a low growl from the engine, the massive vehicle deftly turned around and headed deeper into the village.

It wasn't until the Audi completely disappeared around the corner that everyone snapped out of their daze.

"I...I'm not dreaming, am I?" Aunt Li pinched her thigh hard, wincing in pain.

"Old Jiang's second son...made...made a fortune?"

"This is more than just getting rich! This is going to the heavens!"

Aunt Wang was the first to react. She slapped her thigh and, forgetting about the charcoal brazier, turned and ran towards her home.

As she ran, she pulled out her phone and her fingers flew across the keyboard.

She had to immediately! Right now! Inform every single one of her "downline" members in the village of this earth-shattering news!

At this moment, Jiangjia Village's "information superhighway" is running at lightning speed!

……

Jiang Chen drove his car along the familiar village road.

He didn't even need to turn around to clearly "see" that the entire village had come alive behind his car.

He smiled.

This rural version of "live broadcasting" is indeed surprisingly efficient.

In the distance, he saw his familiar old house.

The courtyard wall is still made of red bricks, but the old wooden door has been replaced with a brand new stainless steel door.

The uneven muddy ground in front of the door has been replaced by a smooth cement surface, which he specifically asked his father to do when he sent money back last time.

At this moment, a brand new door is open.

Two anxious figures stood under the streetlights at the entrance.

It was his father, Jiang Jianjun, and his mother, Wang Xiuying.

The elderly couple had clearly received a call from the "front lines" and were craning their necks, anxiously looking towards the village entrance.

When the two lights of the A6L shone down, they clearly illuminated the parents' faces, which were filled with both excitement and worry.

When this "black beast," which was ten times larger and more imposing than it appeared in the photos, slowly came to a stop in front of them with a silent sense of oppression.

The expressions on the elderly couple's faces were exactly the same as those of the group of middle-aged women at the village entrance.

Jiang Chen parked the car steadily in the newly paved cement yard and turned off the engine.

He pushed open the car door, his face beaming with the most genuine and radiant smile he had ever shown upon returning home, and strode forward.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home!"

His voice was loud and clear, full of joy.