"Are you out of your mind?! Who do you think you are, daring to kick me off the bus? Do you even know who my wife is?!"

Zhao Youcai sized her up several times. He really didn't think that a stingy woman carrying a few bills in a handkerchief could have any significant background.

He spoke without any politeness, going straight to the point—

"Go and call your man here, I'll yell at him too!"

Zhao Youcai's tone and attitude directly ignited the other party's fighting spirit.

Unfortunately, before she could even make a move, she was dragged away by two people.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Zhao, for disturbing your rest. This is a gift from our stationmaster to calm your nerves; please accept it."

Although Zhao Youcai considered himself to be arrogant, he wasn't arrogant enough to accept gifts from others with a clear conscience.

Moreover, this woman is not a staff member at the station, and her personal conduct should not be taken as a basis for judging the station's management.

"No, no, thank you for your trouble."

Unbeknownst to Zhao Youcai, on his way to the city, the woman he had dragged off the bus had already stormed into the stationmaster's office, screaming wildly.

At this moment, only Director Qi and He Xiaojuan were in the office; there was no station chief she recognized.

"Who are you? Where's the stationmaster?"

This was the first time Director Qi had ever seen someone so arrogant when asking questions, and he was somewhat displeased at the time.

The stationmaster returned shortly afterward with tea and snacks, and was taken aback by what he saw.

The woman finally found an outlet for her anger, and without saying a word, she rushed over, waving her arms and stomping her feet, looking very excited.

"Why does your station let just anyone in? Does that sick, stinky man even deserve to ride the train? Aren't you afraid of polluting the air inside? Who would dare to ride it after that?"

The station manager knows this woman very well; she definitely has a powerful background.

She was originally a military spouse, but because of her sharp tongue, she offended all the military wives in the military compound, which affected her husband's reputation in the army, so she was sent back to her hometown.

She was always provided with ample food, drink, and money, and the local authorities took good care of her.

As a result, her temper worsened and she became increasingly unreasonable.

"Comrade, if you have something to say, please come to my office. Don't stand here arguing and pulling each other; it's not a good look."

Director Qi also came out at this moment, looking at them with a very calm expression.

Seeing that the woman was starting to make a scene again, Director Qi spoke coldly.

“If you have something to say, come inside. Can’t you understand human language? This is a public place, not your backyard.”

The woman was so frightened that she immediately shut her mouth, because the verbal battle started by Zhao Youcai had no effect on Zhao Youcai's arrival at the building materials market.

I have to say that this trip was a bit disappointing.

Besides reinforced concrete and cement, you can hardly find any soft furnishings.

You have to go to the brick factory to order the quantity of things like blue and red bricks, and even river sand has to be ordered from a sand factory in advance.

Zhao Youcai lost interest after browsing for half an hour. There wasn't much to offer from each store, and the prices were too high if he wanted to buy in bulk.

However, this trip wasn't a waste of time; I ended up with quite a few slips of paper with phone numbers written on them.

Before long, it was getting dark again, and Zhao Youcai wanted to see how different the city and the county were.

Holding the letter of introduction and carrying a wallet containing various receipts and small change, I headed straight for the best guesthouse.

Putting everything else aside, the living environment alone is much better.

Most importantly, the receptionist was really pretty and had a sweet smile.

"Hello, Comrade Zhao, here is your room key. Go upstairs, turn right, and it's the third room on your right."

Almost as soon as Zhao Youcai lay down in his room, the factory managers, as if they had all agreed beforehand, rushed over to him when they learned he had arrived at the guesthouse.

"Hello, Comrade Zhao! We are truly honored to have you in our city!"

"Comrade Zhao, you should have said you were coming earlier. I would have driven to pick you up myself."

"I knew Comrade Zhao wouldn't just look after our brother provinces and ignore our own factories. Come on, come on, the guesthouse isn't comfortable, let's go to my place!"

...

The cacophony of voices gave Zhao Youcai a headache; that familiar yet strange feeling of dizziness and lightheadedness returned.

Thus began another two weeks of being passively scheduled by Zhao Youcai.

When he finally dragged his exhausted body back to Zhaojiagou, the group of people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who had been discharged from the hospital began a new round of fighting against the disease.

There's no way around it, the Northeast is just too cold!

The head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, fearing that Zhao Youcai would run away again after he recovered, disregarded his own condition and rode his bicycle straight to Zhao Youcai's house as soon as he finished his IV drip.

Zhao Youcai never expected that the glamorous and illustrious nemesis would be in such a sorry state.

The big idiot was also a little embarrassed; he hadn't expected to fall all the way here on his bicycle.

I was almost brain-damaged from the fall, but we finally arrived at Zhao Youcai's house.

At this moment, the scoundrel no longer put on airs as someone on official business from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and bluntly stated everything he needed to do.

"Here's the thing, we plan to put you in charge of foreign trade-related matters. You won't need to be in the office or communicate with foreigners. You'll only need to focus on product quality control and trade plans."

"These are the final details of the cooperation that we finalized after calling our superiors. Please take a look and see if there are any changes needed, or if Comrade Zhao feels that there are any aspects of the salary and benefits that need to be renegotiated."

He was really scared.

Zhao Youcai is definitely as slippery as an eel; he can disappear in an instant, leaving not even a trace.

Zhao Youcai felt a little embarrassed, after all, the materials he had brought were still at his home in the county, and he hadn't even read more than a few pages of them.

Seeing how badly they fell, it would be a bit much not to do something worthwhile instead.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on things first. You go inside and warm up."

Now Zhao Youcai's house has a lot of new furniture and is decorated very exquisitely, so it can be said that the level of comfort is even higher than that of a five-star hotel.

While Zhao Youcai was still reviewing the contract, Da Yuanzi had already fallen asleep.

When the great traitor woke up, it was already early the next morning.

It's strange, but someone who stayed in the hospital for almost ten days, then came out for three or four days and went back, must have had pretty poor physical health.

He didn't know if it was because Zhao Youcai's house was too comfortable, or if there was something wrong with the food and water, but he felt much more comfortable than before.

At this time, Zhao Youcai had no idea what effects the vegetables and fruits he took out of the farm's warehouse had.

At this moment, he walked over with the signed and fingerprinted contract and placed it next to the innocent boy who was drinking porridge.

"I've signed the contract. When are we leaving?"

After all, there's still one brother province he hasn't visited yet. If he's not in a hurry, he'll finish his business first and then go to Beijing.

Unfortunately, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs had given them too much money, so they had to give face to the biggest benefactor.

It can only be said that this great scoundrel truly lives up to his name; in just the time it takes to say one sentence, he has made a fool of himself once again.