Financial crisis, big salary cuts, fresh graduates fighting fiercely for a job paying only 1,200 yuan. Fresh graduate Chen Feng couldn't stand the gap and became a loafer at home, smoking and d...
Chapter 640 I Didn't Eat
"Alright, alright, I'm not in a hurry," the village chief said quickly as he sat down.
Seeing the village chief's appearance, Qi Minglin was truly astonished. She couldn't imagine what Chen Feng had said to him yesterday that would cause him to become like this today.
Did Chen Feng point a gun at his head yesterday?
No way, and Qi Minglin felt that even if Chen Feng had really pointed a gun at his head, he wouldn't be like this today.
Around 8:30, Chen Feng was woken up by the urge to urinate. He groggily crawled out of the tent, stood up, and prepared to go to the toilet.
Before Qi Minglin could speak, the village chief stood up quickly and jogged over to Chen Feng's side.
"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, you're awake."
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Chen Feng yawned and asked, puzzled.
"I've been waiting for you for ages. Your sister-in-law steamed some buns at home, and I brought them to you while they were still hot this morning."
"It's probably still warm, eat some while it's hot. You drank so much yesterday, your stomach must be upset now," the village chief grinned.
"Brother, you're so kind. I'm really hungry, so please bring it to me." Chen Feng nodded and said.
"Alright, alright, little girl, could you help me get the buns out?" the village chief said to Qi Minglin, turning around.
"Okay." Qi Minglin put down her phone, stood up, went to get some steamed buns for Chen Feng, and handed them to him.
When the village chief couldn't see, Chen Feng gave Qi Minglin a smug look, while Qi Minglin pouted, looking unconvinced.
"Eat it while it's hot, and see if it's good," the village chief said with a smile.
"Okay, then come in and sit for a while." Chen Feng, carrying steamed buns, gestured for the village chief to come in and talk.
The village chief had been waiting for this very sentence all morning, so upon hearing it, he quickly nodded and said, "Okay, okay."
The two entered the tent, and Chen Feng casually opened the bag and took out a steamed bun.
The village chief, with his sharp eyes, noticed that two items were missing from the bag.
"Brother, I didn't take this little this morning. It seems like it's a bit short. Is this enough for you? If not, I'll go back and get you some more." The village chief quickly explained that it had nothing to do with him.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng glanced at the bag, and after a moment's thought, he understood what was going on.
"No need, there's enough to eat. The puppy probably took it," Chen Feng said nonchalantly.
Upon hearing this, the village chief understood what Chen Feng knew, and he stopped talking about it.
"Brother, after you left yesterday, I thought about it seriously, and I realized that I did have some faults."
"Although I know it's impossible, I still have to try, right? Starting today, I'll help you to talk to the villagers again and try to get them to sign the contract as soon as possible."
"Then let's not send the guidance team. They won't be of any use and will only scare the villagers," the village chief said with a smile, patting Chen Feng on the shoulder.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng ate his steamed bun with a slightly sarcastic smile.
Even at this point, you're still trying to negotiate with me?
"Let's discuss it," is not the answer I want.
"Hey, I appreciate your kind offer, but I think it's also difficult for you. We're all neighbors, so let's just forget about it."
Chen Feng found a piece of paper, wiped his hands, and said.
"You're being too polite. I am the village chief, isn't this what I should do?" The village chief was getting a little anxious and quickly spoke up.
"No need. What the higher-ups want now is efficiency and a definite answer. There's no need to repeat the same old things. I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about the villagers," Chen Feng explained.
"This..." The village chief hesitated, looking troubled.
"Go back now, I appreciate your kind gesture," Chen Feng gestured for him to leave.
"Brother, we've come this far, I'm begging you, give me the truth. If the demolition can really proceed smoothly, will the guidance team not come?" The village chief steeled himself and asked.
"No," Chen Feng replied simply.
"Ah..." Upon hearing this, the village chief completely panicked and lost his composure.
Does this mean that no matter what I do, I'm doomed?
"They will come, but it mainly depends on their performance."
"It's the same thing, it depends on how it's said and whether anyone talks about it," Chen Feng said, lighting a cigarette and exhaling slowly.
"I promise I'll do my best to make the demolition go smoothly, brother, I'm begging you, please help me this once," the village chief said, as if he had grasped at a straw.
"Tsk, you're saying I'm just an outsider? That's a bit difficult to say. I don't have that much power," Chen Feng said, looking troubled.
"Anything else, brother, don't joke with me. I've seen through it all along. No matter if you're an official or not, only what you say matters. Everyone else is useless. You're the boss."
"Please help me this once. I'll do whatever you want, whatever you ask," the village chief said, finally giving in.
"Well... well, it depends on your performance. If you say you haven't performed well, I can't say anything to the higher-ups, can I?" Chen Feng shrugged.
"Understood, understood. Little brother, just watch how I perform. You tell me what to do, and I'll do it. You tell me whose house to demolish, and I'll demolish that house!"
"I'll handle all the problems; it definitely has nothing to do with you!" the village chief assured, patting his chest.
"If that's what you're saying, then can we talk about it and have a cigarette?" Chen Feng asked, handing him the cigarette pack.
"Hey, have one, have one." The village chief took the cigarette, quickly pulled one out, and lit it himself.
"Hmm, let's rest here for a while. We'll go deal with that family that was making the most noise yesterday. I think their name is something like Zhang Mazi?" Chen Feng said, not quite remembering.
"Yes, Zhang Mazi, that's his name. Got it. We'll go demolish his house first!" the village chief said fiercely.
"Okay, I'll go out and give some instructions. You wait here for a while." Chen Feng sat up and walked out.
"Alright, alright, you go ahead and do what you need to do." The village chief nodded repeatedly.
After Chen Feng left, the village chief couldn't help but think to himself.
"You still say you don't have the final say! If you don't have the final say, how can you go out and command others?"
Chen Feng left the tent and found Qi Minglin.
"Come with me with your men in a bit. We're going to take down Wang Mazi's house first."
"What, the village chief agreed?" Qi Minglin asked, her eyes widening slightly.
"He said that now I only need to point to a house, and I don't need to worry about anything else; he'll handle the rest," Chen Feng said casually.
"Dude, are you serious? How did you do that? Why does he listen to you so much?" Qi Minglin said, completely bewildered.
"Little sister, asking too many questions won't do you any good. Go and prepare for the follow-up arrangements." Chen Feng waved his hand, about to send her away.
"In a bit, it'll be lunchtime soon, and I haven't eaten yet." Qi Minglin wasn't in such a hurry now, since it was all set in stone anyway.
"Bullshit, didn't you eat my steamed buns this morning?" Chen Feng snorted.
Qi Minglin smiled upon hearing this. She hadn't expected to be discovered. Then, she raised her head and went to find someone.
"I didn't eat any. Who knows where your buns went?"