After lunch, Li Weidong returned to the bookstore to continue his book signing.

There were even more people buying books than in the morning, all looking at him with admiration, waiting to speak to him when it was their turn.

Although Li Weidong was somewhat tired, he was more excited than ever before.

If each book sold inspires more people to be positive and strive for improvement, that's enough!

Moreover, the money from selling the books is quite substantial. When it's divided among Zhou Xiaoye, that girl will be overjoyed!

Li Weidong knew Zhou Xiaoye's personality well. He usually gave her money, but she was always uninterested, and the inferiority complex in her eyes was hard to hide.

Now that it's her own money, it's perfectly legitimate for her to keep it.

By mid-afternoon, the bookstore had sold out of books.

But there was still a long line of people behind them.

"How come they're sold out already?"

"I came to queue up early this morning, and I still can't buy any?"

"Could you please have a larger book inventory?!"

"When will the next batch arrive? I'll come back to buy next time!"

The crowd began to complain.

The bookstore owner looked worried.

After all, the inventory isn't something he, as a bookseller, can decide; he has to go to the printing factory.

Li Weidong was both amused and exasperated, and could only apologize, saying, "Everyone, thank you for your kindness, but I'm really sorry, because this is the first batch of books, so not many were printed."

"The printing plant is working hard to finish the second batch of books, which should be available in a week at the earliest. Everyone is welcome to come and buy them then."

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Will I get your autograph next time I buy something?"

The others also perked up their ears.

Li Weidong started to have a headache.

He's already exhausted today, who could handle another round!

He smiled wryly and said, "I'm quite busy with work, so if you buy the book and happen to see me on the street, you can ask me for an autograph."

Although everyone was disappointed, they didn't say much and dispersed.

Li Weidong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The bookstore owner was overjoyed: "I've run a bookstore for half my life, and this is the first time business has been this good. Mr. Li, it's all thanks to you!"

"I've had some tea made. Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

Li Weidong shook his head: "Next time! I want to go home and rest."

I'm absolutely exhausted.

The bookstore owner felt a little sorry for Li Weidong, but he didn't insist and personally saw Li Weidong to his car.

Not far from the street corner, a thug witnessed the entire scene, then quickly ran to a phone booth and made a call.

"Tiger, he's home!"

...

Li Weidong drove home, tired but in a great mood, humming a song all the way, feeling very relaxed.

On the way back to the village, you will pass through a grove of trees. When Li Weidong's car reached the grove, he could see from afar that a large tree was blocking the road.

"What's going on...?"

Li Weidong frowned.

The tree looks like it was just cut down, and it's quite large. Even an SUV wouldn't be able to get through, let alone his sedan.

But there's only one road back to the village, and if you want to get through, you have to find a way to move the trees.

It's not far from the village now, so driving back to the city would obviously not be worthwhile.

Li Weidong got out of the car, intending to go back to the village to call a few people to help move the tree.

Unexpectedly, after getting off the car and taking only a few steps, I heard a series of hurried footsteps behind me, followed by a gust of wind.

Li Weidong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bent down to avoid it.

As they got up again, several more people rushed out of the woods, each carrying a stick.

Caught off guard, he was hit on the head with a stick and fell to the ground.

The group quickly surrounded him and began punching and kicking him.

As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands.

Although Li Weidong trained regularly, he was no match for so many armed thugs and was beaten without any chance to fight back.

Just then, a sharp shout rang out: "What are you doing?!"

Everyone was startled. Seeing someone arrive, they hurriedly got into Li Weidong's car and drove off.

The newcomer was from the village. Upon seeing Li Weidong on the ground, he was shocked: "Weidong, it's you! Are you alright?!"

Li Weidong released his hand from his head, slowly sat up, and watched the departing car, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

The villagers were both angry and anxious: "How could someone steal a car in broad daylight?"

"Weidong, don't be afraid. I'll call the police right now, and they'll definitely be able to catch them!"

Li Weidong stopped him, shook his head and said, "Uncle, I'm fine, please help me back first!"

The man nodded quickly, helped Li Weidong to his feet, and then began to curse fiercely again.

Li Weidong instructed, "There's no need to call the police."

"Huh? Why?"

The man was dumbfounded: "They beat you up and stole your car. How can we find them if we don't call the police?"

That car isn't cheap; it costs several hundred thousand!

Li Weidong's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile: "It's alright, I know what I'm doing."

...

"Hahaha, great! Well done!"

Tiger looked at the car parked at the gate and burst into laughter: "Li Weidong, Li Weidong, you've finally met your match?!"

He had called those people over; they were specifically waiting for Li Weidong there.

"Brother Tiger, that kid got a really bad beating from us, he was in a terrible state!"

"Exactly, you didn't see how pathetic he looked, lying on the ground unable to get up."

"If someone hadn't come, we would have broken his legs. What a pity!"

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