10104 New Urban Farmers Chapter 149: Second Identity! First Update
"Giving up a little money is no problem," Zhang Guodong said. "Money is no issue. I won't haggle. If I pay 15,000 yuan upfront, I'll be considered a resident of Jixing Village, right? There won't be any other fees or anything like that afterward, will there be any discrimination?"
Upon hearing that Zhang Guodong had no objection to the money, Zhao Sanshun's face immediately lit up with a smile. Sincerity is essential for continuing the discussion! Some people want to register their residency but complain about the high cost. Although there are differences between rural and urban residency, with further expansion of the provincial capital, both will enjoy the same citizen benefits! There's hope.
He took out a registration form and a notebook. The form already contained over ten small names, seemingly belonging to other "villagers" who had also settled there.
"Of course not! Once you pay the money and register, you'll be a villager of Jixing Village! Paying the township government is for settling down, and paying the village government is for land allocation. After all, we can't just give away the village committee's land for nothing, right? Otherwise, everyone will have complaints."
"Divide the land?" Zhang Guodong was surprised. He could get a share of the land here after he settled down?
Village Chief Zhao glanced at him in surprise and said, "Naturally, since you're a villager here, the land will be allocated, but we can't touch the villagers. Each person can only choose vacant land to settle down. They will receive three mu of land plus a 300-square-meter building plot. That's the village's welfare. The rest will be handled according to national laws and regulations!"
Three mu of land? It's not much, but Zhang Guodong was tempted when he unexpectedly learned that he could get a share of the land. He could occasionally stay in the countryside when he got tired of living in the city!
He just doesn't have a place to spend the money he has in his paradise!
"Could the village chief allocate more farmland? I mean, pay more money and get more land?" Zhang Guodong said.
Zhao Sanshun was surprised to see that the people who had come before him all owned three mu of land, and these people seemed to not care much about the land.
I didn't expect Zhang Guodong to want a bigger share? Have city dwellers taken to farming?
"How much land do you want? Too much is not allowed!" This situation has never occurred before. How much should be charged for an extra acre of land? Zhao Sanshun wasn't sure either. There was no precedent!
"Let's have another three mu of land, preferably connected together," Zhang Guodong said.
"Three mu? Three mu is worth this price?" Zhao Sanshun breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this; he would have to convene the village committee to discuss it further if there were too many issues.
"Name your price!"
"How about we collect 10,000 for the extra three items? From now on, these six acres of land will be your private plot! Any problems?" Zhao Sanshun asked tentatively.
This price isn't low! The three mu of land for settling down is incomparable to the extra three mu; you could say this price is very high. However, since it's his private plot rather than a contracted plot, Zhang Guodong won't complain too much.
"It's a bit expensive, but it's acceptable. Let's do it this way!" Zhang Guodong said, shaking his head.
He had only wanted a place to settle down and this status, but he hadn't expected to also be able to share his own building land and farmland—this was an unexpected surprise. Naturally, he wouldn't disagree!
"That's good. Let's get the household registration done first, right? There's still time. Let's go to the township! Did you bring your records from your original place of residence? Or are they coming from there? And bring enough money!"
“No problem, everything is ready, I have all the files with me!” Zhang Guodong said.
Village Chief Zhao acted swiftly and decisively, which naturally pleased Zhang Guodong; the sooner the matter was handled, the better.
"Uncle Zhao, get in my car, and I'll show you the way!" Zhang Guodong rushed out of the yard, opened the car door, and let Village Chief Zhao get in first. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. A little extra respect is always welcome.
After getting into the car, Village Chief Zhao looked around and said, "This car is nice. You haven't had it for long, have you?"
Zhang Guodong, without turning around, laughed as he started the car: "Only a few can be bought for over 100,000 yuan."
"Yes, it's good to be young and see more of the world."
With the road clear, Zhang Guodong and Village Chief Zhao arrived at the township police station without incident. Because they had called the township police station chief, Zheng Baogen, in advance, Chief Zheng was already waiting for them when they arrived.
However, he had an arrogant attitude.
"Oh, it's Secretary Zhao. Is this a new resident? Welcome, welcome!" Director Zheng said with a forced smile.
Village Chief Zhao frowned, seemingly disliking this person. Seeing this, Zhang Guodong smiled and said, "It's lunchtime. Director Zheng, Uncle, how about we have a meal together? Director Zheng is familiar with the township, so please recommend a place for us to eat first!"
The King of Hell is easy to deal with, but his underlings are hard to handle.
Zhang Guodong knew a little about these things. Spending a little money could save him a lot of trouble.
Zhang Guodong's quick thinking pleased Director Zheng. The three arrived at a small, seemingly clean restaurant. Zhang Guodong thought to himself, "This won't cost much," and proceeded to order food and drinks. Only then did Zhang Guodong realize that despite its unassuming appearance, this restaurant was surprisingly well-stocked.
The meal cost 800 yuan!
However, Director Zheng had a good time eating and drinking. He became sworn brothers with Zhang Guodong, even patting his chest and saying, "Just come to me if you need anything."
Zhang Guodong's laughter subsided.
I have something important for you to do right now!
After the meal, Director Zheng personally completed the registration and entered the information into the Huaxia Online Household Registration Database. Zhang Guodong received a brand-new little booklet—his household registration booklet—for the full 25,000 yuan. His real household registration booklet also listed him as Zhang Guodong. His ID card would have to wait another month. However, Zhang Guodong was in a hurry. He was getting married, and he needed proof of his second identity's household registration first!
After secretly slipping in another thousand, Zhang Guodong successfully removed all the fake documents!
With the mission accomplished, Director Zheng became even more enthusiastic. He liked this quick-witted and straightforward young man! Zhang Guodong removed the old file and created a new one, so he didn't care at all.
Zhang Guodong's money was not wasted.
On the way back to Jixing Village, Village Chief Zhao said, "Do you know why Zheng Baogen was so enthusiastic towards you?"
"Why?" Zhang Guodong really didn't know.
"That little restaurant is owned by his family. A meal costs 800 yuan, but the actual cost is probably less than 50 yuan. That bastard made over 700 yuan profit. So, the 1,000 yuan you gave him was a complete waste!"
"No way?" Zhang Guodong exclaimed in surprise. But then he remembered that the wine seemed to cost over two hundred yuan a bottle. He had drunk three bottles, but the taste was really not good, unlike other wines.
After hearing what Village Chief Zhao said, he understood. No wonder Director Zheng's attitude had changed so much!
"How could it not? Even if it weren't for your 1,700, at least 10,000 of the 25,000 would end up in the police station's pocket!" Village Chief Zhao cursed. "These ungrateful wretches are greedy inside and out!"
Clearly, Village Chief Zhao and Director Zheng's group were not on the same page.
Zhang Guodong nodded. However, as long as he had a legal second identity, he didn't care about the money. Now, even the file had lost its meaning.
Village Chief Zhao had drunk a bit too much, and by the time Zhang Guodong took him home, he was already dozing off.
At this moment, the sky gradually darkened.
"If Guodong doesn't mind, would you like to stay at my place for one night?" Sister Lan said warmly.
"This jin (a unit of weight)." Zhang Guodong's heart skipped a beat. This Sister Lan was really direct, which made him misunderstand. "No thanks, I'm going back to the city in a bit, I have some things to do!"
"Oh, you're blushing? Just because you're young doesn't mean you're my little brother. You're just having wild thoughts!" Sister Lan joked.
The village chief's wife came out and scolded Sister Lan: "Don't talk nonsense, Guodong! Why don't you stay at my house for the night? We have guest rooms!"
"Forget it, I'll go back to the city!" Zhang Guodong didn't dare stay any longer and was about to leave.
"You don't want the land anymore? If you come late tomorrow, the better plots will be taken by others!" Sister Lan joked.
"It's alright, I have a car and I'll be there soon. Thank you, Sister Lan. I'll come back tomorrow morning!"
Zhang Guodong came out with his face burning. This Sister Lan was rough and direct, clearly a straightforward person, but he just couldn't handle it.
"Looks like I still need to work on myself!" Zhang Guodong said with a self-deprecating laugh. Back in his hometown, some women gather together, and over time, their conversations become much more explicit. Everyone gets used to speaking that way; it becomes natural.
Driving at night, Zhang Guodong returned to the city around 8 p.m.
Now that he has a second identity, Zhang Guodong is much bolder.
Back at Green Treasure House, I wanted to call Zheng Le. But then I slapped my forehead—wasn't she hosting a show right now? She wouldn't get off work until after 10:30 pm, would she?
I simply changed into a more formal casual outfit, put on a pair of flat brown glasses, and put on a serious look. Then I went out and bought a bouquet of jasmine flowers at a flower shop not far away.
The fragrance, color, and name of the flower suited her perfectly!
Even downstairs at the live broadcast location, Zhang Guodong was still lost in thought, wondering what this was all about. Was it a rehearsal before the "wedding"? To give others an explanation? Otherwise, would the "wedding" have been considered a surprise attack?
Self-deprecating humor!
"Why are you thinking about these things!"
Qian waited from 8 PM until 10:30 PM. Zhang Guodong remained there like a midnight ghost, without sending Zheng Le a single text message or anything.
Eventually, I got uncomfortable with the stares of passersby. So I simply got in the car and turned on some music.
I think Gao Han's "My Silly Girl" by Zhang Guodong is pretty good; it's straightforward, catchy, and energetic. It's a bit dark, and the car windows are closed. Otherwise, it would scare a lot of people.
The staff of the live broadcast studio, including the directors, hosts, and other personnel who had finished their night shift, were packing up to go home.
"Zheng Le, it seems someone is waiting for you downstairs. And they're holding flowers! How lucky!" A female colleague walked up to Zheng Le and whispered.
Today, Zheng Le wore a light red shirt. The trendy style accentuated her ample chest, and she paired it with white jeans, showing off her slender figure and looking very beautiful. Many women envied and were jealous!
"Who is it?" Zheng Le asked hurriedly.
She gets a lot of flower deliveries, which annoys her, but she's getting married soon and there's no way she'd accept flowers. Usually, when someone sends her flowers, she just slips out the back door and walks home. After all, the apartment building and her home are very close; it's just a few steps to her residential community.
"A handsome guy driving a minivan!" the female colleague said with a laugh.
"A minivan? A handsome guy?" Zheng Le immediately thought of Zhang Guodong's minivan, but Zhang Guodong wasn't exactly handsome, was he? But the guy was confident enough to drive a minivan to pursue her! "Is he handsome?"
"He's not super handsome, but he's very manly. Much better than a pretty boy!"
"Oh?" Zheng Le wondered again if Zhang Guodong could really be this guy? But this guy never seemed to send her flowers or anything, so most of the time she had to turn the tables on him.
Zhang Guodong downstairs felt a little itchy in his nose. Who was talking about him? What does an itchy nose mean? It must mean someone is praising him, right?
After waiting for a while, Zheng Le finally came out. Then, looking around, he spotted the van and saw her walking towards him.
Zhang Guodong got out of the car, holding a bouquet of flowers, with a smile on his face.
Come to think of it, this is the first time he's ever given flowers to a woman, right? Well, let's just say it's the first time under his second identity! The flowers under his other identity must be for Li Yun!
Zheng Le was pleasantly surprised to see the flowers in his hand. She hadn't expected this person to come and give her flowers so late at night. That was rare!
For example, in the poem "Swallows Embracing the Heart," Zhang Guodong "embraced Zheng Le. This time, the feeling was completely different. The pair of baby pigeons rubbing against his chest felt very comfortable."
"Just kiss me on the forehead and don't overthink it. This is just for show!" Zhang Guodong hugged her tighter, and Zheng Le felt her face burning. She warned Zhang Guodong in her ear.
“I know!” Zhang Guodong replied.
Then he kissed Zheng Le on the forehead. The kiss was strange; Zhang Guodong felt his blood boil. Zheng Le felt a jolt. A distinctly masculine scent washed over her. A voice inside her wished the kiss could last longer. Ugh, what am I thinking?!
Then, Zhang Guodong didn't leave her forehead; instead, his lips moved downwards. Zheng Le was stunned, then felt her lips being invaded. The powerful, aggressive kiss instantly overwhelmed her, leaving her momentarily lost.
"Is this a passionate kiss? It feels so good. So sweet. My heart is beating so fast. He's holding me so tightly." Zheng Le closed her eyes, responding to Zhang Guodong's advances.
Just as Zhang Guodong was about to take the next step and French kiss her, his tongue suddenly felt a sharp pain as someone bit it.
"hiss!"
Then he saw Zheng Le, panting heavily, staring straight at him, looking both embarrassed and angry.
Zhang Guodong suddenly snapped to reality. Oh no! He actually kissed her? In front of so many people? Of course! There were even colleagues who had come down from their seats watching the two of them kissing.
There was envy and jealousy.
"Hey, hurry up and get on the bus, there are so many people watching!" Zhang Guodong said quickly after looking around.
"Ah, Zheng Le was even confused for a moment. After Zhang Guodong said that, she exclaimed softly, her face very embarrassed, and then she rushed into the car."
Zhang Guodong quickly started the car and sped away!
By the time Zheng Le regained his senses after his initial panic and shortness of breath, Zhang Guodong had already parked the car outside Green Treasure Pavilion.
"Get out of the car and go upstairs!" Zhang Guodong said briefly. To be honest, he was a little embarrassed and missed the passionate kiss from earlier.
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