"Make it clear first, are you looking for the current manager of the farm, or the former one?"

Before Zhao Youcai could say anything, that old bastard surnamed Zhu couldn't help but ask first.

He Xiaojuan feigned surprise, slightly opening her mouth and covering her red lips with one hand. "Ah? The factory manager has changed?"

The old bastard's eyes swept over He Xiaojuan several times, his expression filled with indescribable disgust.

"Ha, yet another wildflower my dad's keeping on the side. Are you all crazy? Can't you live without an old man?"

The old rascal was very angry.

He just couldn't understand why the woman who used to be like an older sister to him would willingly become his mistress, someone who couldn't be seen in public.

Now, looking at this woman who seems to be successful in her career, how come she also had an affair with her stupid father?

Unfortunately, He Xiaojuan was from another province and only knew about the current manager of the farm. She knew nothing about the previous manager and had never asked him in detail.

I was misunderstood and even verbally abused.

Although she always appears elegant in public, it doesn't mean she's a spineless coward.

At this point, she didn't care about ruining her image anymore and went up to give that gossipy and vicious old bastard a good beating.

Zhao Youcai watched from the side, his eyes wide with amazement.

Indeed, the old saying is true. Never offend a woman, especially a beautiful one.

It wasn't until the old bastard finally admitted his mistake and begged for mercy that Zhao Youcai, worried that if he really beat the man to death, he would have to go and give a statement.

"Comrade He, that's enough. Any more and we'll have to pay for hospitalization."

Unexpectedly, He Xiaojuan was a formidable woman, and she kicked him twice more.

"It's just hospital fees. I'd even pay for his burial plot if it were just hospital fees."

The old rascal's face was flushed red, whether from fear or pain, it was hard to tell. He curled up into a ball, trembling, and dared not move.

The commotion was quite loud, and even the station staff came out.

They originally planned to send all the troublemakers to the police station to be handled by the officers.

But upon seeing Zhao Youcai's face, they all instantly broke into smiles.

"Comrade Zhao, what brings you here today? Are you going on another long trip?"

Zhao Youcai had already gotten used to the fact that his fame was growing in the county, and shook his head with a smile.

"I didn't plan to go far. I just wanted to go to the city to take care of some business. Taking a bus will save me more time."

Now that Zhao Youcai has money in his pocket, he no longer needs to walk or flag down a rickety oxcart on the road to save that one cent.

Thinking that he couldn't delay the things he needed to do, he knew that if he went any later, the building materials factories in the city would all be closed.

But it wouldn't be good to just leave guests who have come from afar, especially since they said they came here to see the farm manager.

Zhao Youcai and He Xiaojuan had no contact in private, so Zhao Youcai never thought that He Xiaojuan had come specifically to see him.

But since they are guests from afar, it's not good to leave them with a bad impression of this county.

It's my hometown after all, so I have to make some contribution.

"This is Ms. He, the factory manager of a ceramics factory in Heilongjiang Province. Could you please help us take her to the guesthouse in the county?"

After all, Zhao Youcai was there the whole time and knew perfectly well that the woman's outburst was because that old bastard had such a foul mouth.

If they hadn't met before, Zhao Youcai might have also wondered if this woman had some connection with the previous man surnamed Zhu.

On that train, Zhao Youcai heard many rumors about this woman.

This is a career-driven woman whom even the governor's son looks down upon. That guy surnamed Zhu could burn eight hundred incense sticks a day and pray to the gods until his head was split in several pieces, but he would never be able to get involved with this Comrade He Xiaojuan.

"No need, just point out the farm over there. I'm here to discuss cooperation with the current farm manager."

He emphasized the last few words, and his gaze toward the old bastard was exceptionally sharp.

The old rascal, whose ears were ringing and who was dizzy from being hit, finally realized that he had misunderstood someone because he had spoken too quickly.

If it were in the past, he would have dared to deny it to the death and try to get revenge.

But now things are different. He's no longer the son of that bastard surnamed Zhu, and everyone hates him. His reputation is so bad that even rats avoid him like the plague.

The station security personnel, who were maintaining order and preparing to take the person to the police station, were at a loss as to what to do next.

Fortunately, Director Qi came here to talk to an old friend and saw Zhao Youcai and He Xiaojuan.

"Old Zhao, what are you doing here? Hey, Comrade He?"

He glanced at Zhao Youcai, then at He Xiaojuan.

Seeing that the two were standing much closer together, Director Qi's gaze deepened slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"I was wondering why Lao Zhao wasn't home today. I was planning to introduce you to some new friends, but it turns out he had some personal business to attend to."

This is a huge misunderstanding.

As a fellow man, Zhao Youcai could certainly understand what Director Qi meant.

I really wanted to wave my hand and explain that the two of them had just met by chance, but the woman who seemed particularly clear-headed was now pretending to be stupid.

"Since we've run into each other, I suppose the new friend you're introducing to Comrade Zhao is also around here. Let's get to know each other. I don't have many friends from other provinces, after all."

This is exactly what it means to seize an opportunity and take advantage of someone's kindness.

With his natural ability to make friends and his thick skin, it's no wonder he was able to beat out so many competitors and secure his position as factory manager.

It's important to understand that these days, very few women can succeed in the workplace. Yet, this woman, like Mulan from ancient times, can strike a chord with many vulnerable men.

To be honest, if her voice were just a little gentler, Zhao Youcai would have been smitten.

The old bastard's face was covered in bruises, and blood was still dripping from his mouth and nostrils, making him look quite pitiful.

Even if Director Qi wanted to ignore it and pretend not to see it, he couldn't. He could only point at him and ask the security personnel who came out of the station.

"What happened to this young man? Were you attacked? Are there any suspicious individuals near your station?"

The security personnel were suffering terribly.

Anyone else here would have told the truth without hesitation, but that person was Zhao Youcai, the Zhao Youcai who had brought glory to their county countless times.

Then, one of the security guards, whose mind was clearly quicker than others, suddenly shrugged and spread his hands.

"I don't know. We only came out because we heard a noise outside, and this is what we saw. As you know, Chief Qi, we are all patrolling inside the station."

In other words, things outside the station are not within their scope of responsibility, and if anyone is to be held accountable, it has nothing to do with their station.

The old rascal is really about to break down right now.

He glared angrily, his eyes trembling, and pointed a trembling finger at the security guard who was clearly taking sides. Suddenly, he yelled.