Chapter 312: Teasing the Little Girl (Part 1)

Zhao Qingfeng entrusted the key matters of how to promote LeXin after the eleventh to Cai Shuwen and Li Zhi.

This was not only a matter of trust but also a rite of passage. Of course, he had made it very clear from the beginning that as long as everything was done by the book, there would be no major problems.

Upon returning to the county town, it was already close to midnight.

The family had not slept; they were all waiting at the Shen’s house.

After a long absence, there was a warm exchange of greetings.

Qingfeng’s mother brought up Feng Biao’s matter, “Little Feng, your uncle said you’re going to open a pig farm for him, is that true? I know money shouldn’t be a problem for you now, but…”

The biggest problem was the village Mayor, Sun Wenju.

He had close ties with Feng Biao’s enemy, Wang Dafa. Once his family started a pig farm, it was inevitable that there would be interference.

Aunt Ding also persuaded, “Don’t underestimate the village chief. He earns a lot every year and definitely gives gifts to county leaders. We offended Deputy County Mayor Gou before because of Zhang Wang’s issue. If we cause trouble now, it would be bad if our supermarket gets into trouble.”

In fact, the two women were still worried about Zhao Qingfeng’s personal safety.

Zhao Qingfeng was fearless, “On the way back just now, I’ve already arranged everything. This time, not only do I want to open a pig farm in the village to make my uncle proud, but I also want to do something even bigger.”

Shen Kuo was startled, “Little Feng, you…you’re not thinking of taking revenge, are you? That’s not right, hitting people is against the law!”

Zhao Qingfeng chuckled, “Of course, I know this is a society governed by law, and we can’t fight or brawl with them. So, the problem is the village chief, right? Well, we just won’t let him be the village chief anymore. Why not let my uncle take over?”

He had already inquired about it.

The triennial village Mayor election was to be held after the eleventh.

Although Sun Wenju had secured three terms in office by bullying the villagers and buying votes.

But.

Just like the change of dynasties, no matter the size of the ruler’s power, there should always be a day of downfall, and the person to drive this change was Zhao Qingfeng.

He did not hide his plan and spoke about it directly.

He had already communicated with Deputy County Mayor Pang, and there were no big problems on the county’s side. The only thing left was to secure the villagers’ votes for Feng Biao.

Feng Biao had been silent on the couch, and of course, he also wanted to be the village Mayor. Having a pig farm would definitely be a cause for pride, “Little Feng, but the villagers are all very afraid of Sun Wenju. How can we make them willingly vote for him?”

Lishu Village was relatively poor, and there were quite a few low-income households in the village. Sun Wenju had always used this to control their lifelines.

Zhao Qingfeng twiddled his fingers, “Isn’t that simple? Just give them money. Moreover, after the pig farm is built, we’ll definitely need to recruit workers. Let the villagers work there, not only solving the employment problem but also winning their hearts. In the future, you can do as you please in the village. Of course, our family does not have the habit of bullying others; it’s just for our own comfort.”

The matter was settled very clearly.

Qingfeng’s mother and Aunt Ding also agreed to let Feng Biao stay in the village.

Their idea was somewhat superstitious, believing that the location of the ancestral grave must be excellent; otherwise, Zhao Qingfeng could not have risen so rapidly.

Thus, letting Feng Biao stay was the best choice, especially since he wanted to fulfill his longstanding wish to prove himself. As for his feelings for Little Yue, after the last battle, he had let go of much.

Everything was settled, just waiting for Zhao Qingfeng to go to the village tomorrow to handle it.

…

The next day, early in the morning.

Feng Biao went back to the village first to warm up.

During the busy farming season.

Most villagers were working in the fields, so it was hard to gather everyone in the morning. Therefore, Zhao Qingfeng planned to go there in the afternoon when they were resting.

Qingfeng’s mother and Aunt Ding were busy running the supermarket, getting up early in the morning to give instructions before hurrying off.

Shen Kuo was even busier lately, his greatest pleasure being driving around in his Mercedes, either drinking with old friends or showing off to old colleagues. But he wasn’t just showing off; he paid for meals and drinks, occasionally visiting the provincial city to discuss business with Old Wang. In short, he was free and enjoyed his leisure time.”

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