Shen Yulou pondered.
Moreover, I woke up prematurely and haven't fully recovered my strength yet, so I can't clear this river.
"System, which unlucky girl will be chosen by the people of Mo Family Village to be my bride?"
"Chi Yuan, who else could it be?"
The system was somewhat helpless. Their host was always like that, always starting to stray from the main storyline halfway through.
"You'll understand once you continue following the main storyline, don't get distracted."
As Guangguang spoke, he brought the diverging storyline back into Shen Yulou's mind.
After the bidding for Mojia Village was announced, many companies took notice of this small village and sent people to investigate its geographical environment.
After learning of this news, Chi Yuan personally led a team to conduct an on-site inspection, thinking that doing so would allow the people of Mojia Village to better understand the attitude of his company.
Of course, the most important thing is that I heard there is a big river next to Mo Family Village. As a fisherman who never catches a fish, Chi Yuan definitely has to give it a try.
"Oh, I see."
"And then Chi Yuan was fooled, right?"
Shen Yulou raised an eyebrow, finding Chi Yuan rather amusing.
"Yes, Chi Yuan was immediately noticed by the village chief after he arrived in this village."
"Because he's good-looking, the village chief thinks you'll definitely like him."
"Moreover, the Beast King loves to work out in this world, so his buttocks are quite full, which makes the village chief even more satisfied."
Shen Yulou couldn't help but smile.
"Very full? How full?"
"Guangguang doesn't know, Guangguang has never seen it before, the host will know once he goes to take a look."
Guangguang shook his head and quickly logged off.
I can't wait! My hands are already itching to try it.
Shen Yulou jumped around a few times, shaking his hands to loosen his stiff limbs.
"When will Chi Yuan be sent over?"
"It's still early. He's at home packing his fishing gear. Just wait."
The system logged off immediately after finishing its explanation.
Shen Meiren looked at the river water at his feet with a troubled expression. He didn't really want to go back now, feeling like he would just stink up again.
What to do? Might as well sleep on the streets.
...
"Xiao Wang, could you get this for me?"
Chi Yuan walked out of the villa carrying a fishing rod and handed his luggage to the driver.
"Okay, boss."
Driver Xiao Wang nodded respectfully and then opened the car door for Chi Yuan.
Chi Yuan nodded, took a bottle of drinking water from the car refrigerator, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.
The marketing manager and his secretary have sent a message.
They arrived at the airport ahead of time and are now waiting there.
"Boss, this is our prepared bidding proposal. Please take a look."
The marketing manager, with her hair in a high ponytail, looked like a decisive and efficient businesswoman.
"Thank you for your help. I'll check it on the plane."
Chi Yuan casually snatched the documents away and led the crowd behind him to board the plane.
"Hey sis, these are such small things. The CEO could just have our staff handle them. Why do you have to make the trip yourself?"
The newly appointed marketing department manager intern assistant was somewhat puzzled.
"For us business people, the most important thing is attitude."
“Look, everyone else sends their own people, but our company's boss came in person.”
"What is this? This is attitude. This is the foundation of doing business."
Chi Yuan sat in front of the two of them, tapped his knee with his fingers, and adjusted his posture.
"When the people from Mojia Village saw that we were in stark contrast to all the other bidders, they knew that winning the bid was a sure thing."
"It has to be the CEO, otherwise you can't say he's destined to get rich."
The marketing manager's intern assistant was amazed.
Chi Yuan covered his mouth in front, trying hard to control his expression so as not to reveal anything.
I just wanted to go fishing, but it's been interpreted like this...
Sure enough, even a fake prince in a dragon robe doesn't look like a crown prince, while a real prince in beggar's clothes is still an emperor.
What should I do if I get so proud from all the praise?
I'll give the marketing manager a year-end bonus later.
"Boss, do you think there's anything we need to change in that bidding plan? This was written based on the previous group of people who went to investigate."
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