Chapter 593: Let Wu An Be a Lackey?

"Hello."

Wu An's voice, full of impatience, came through the handset.

It's not Wu An installing.

But it's truly impatience.

He was handling proper business, and calls kept coming one after another, genuinely worrying that something had happened.

He only then answered.

Shen Nan coughed and said, "A An, busy?"

Wu An replied, "Busy."

"If there's something, speak about it."

Gu Anran looked at him with a face full of lingering grievance.

Wu An counted down in his mind.

Shen Nan had only ten seconds.

Shen Nan, smiling, asked, "Tomorrow a Senior Leader will come to the Village to watch the signing ceremony; will you come?"

Wu An: "Just that?"

From his voice, Shen Nan sounded off; he must have drunk too much, otherwise he wouldn't be calling at this hour.

Lin Hu did it splendidly.

Shen Nan continued, "I know you're not convinced."

"This signing ceremony isn't just about me; your father is also a main figure."

"We still really hope you'll come as well."

Wu An: "Alright, alright, got it."

Shen Nan said, "Wu An, I have to admit you're a character, your ability isn't inferior to mine."

"I can be slightly ahead, thanks to the help of my family's Elder."

"If the two of us keep fighting, it will only lead to mutual loss."

"As the saying goes, harmony benefits both sides!"

Wu An was startled: "You want to cooperate with me?"

Has this kid changed his nature?

With such a huge advantage in leading the project, would he voluntarily concede?

Shen Nan smiled, "Of course... not."

"We're different; there's no way to cooperate."

"But you can come help me; I will never treat you poorly."

"Lin Hu and the others are also present; I can promise you in front of them that if you follow me, you'll become the second‑in‑command."

Wu An smiled.

Dammit!

Really daring to think that!

Let me, a respectable loser, be his bag‑carrying underling?

Shen Nan, hearing Wu An laugh and thinking there was a chance, earnestly continued, "A An, come help me."

"I'm sincerely inviting you."

"From now on, Xixi Village will be under our control."

Wu An was too lazy to waste words with him.

He hung up the phone directly.

Gu Anran asked, "What's wrong?"

Wu An, supporting her to stand, said, "It's nothing, that idiot got drunk, alcohol emboldens cowardice, saying all sorts of nonsense."

He finished speaking.

He continued with his work.

Gu Anran let out a "Ouch" and had no time to ask further.

…

On the other side.

The call was cut.

Shen Nan was stunned, tried calling again, but it wouldn't go through; the other side had turned off the phone.

"Wu An, this kid is shameless."

"A Nan, don't mind, that kid has already lost his mind from envy and jealousy."

"Right, he can't stand seeing you doing well."

"Ignore him, we'll keep drinking." Lin Hu also shouted, pouring wine for Shen Nan.

One cup after another.

Shen Nan vomited.

Then he was pulled back to keep drinking, drinking, vomiting, and drinking again.

Want to leave?

Lin Hu held him, refusing to let him go.

To keep his body, he even exposed his own scar, claiming he'd been cuckolded.

As he spoke, Lin Hu clutched his head and wept bitterly, he was truly out of his mind.

……

The next day early.

Just after six, Gu Anran pulled open the curtains; outside the sunshine was already very bright.

He got up, dawdling.

He ate breakfast.

Wu An then remembered to turn on his phone, and several call and message notifications popped up.

It was Gao Qiangqi calling.

He called back.

"Qiang Ge, what's up?"

"Why is your phone turned off?"

"Yesterday, an idiot harassed me."

"It's nothing; last night I asked if you'd come to the city today."

"I'm not going; I might go out to sea this afternoon." Wu An suddenly remembered and said, "If you have time, find out whether Jinghe will attend the auction."

Gao Qiangqi smiled and said, "I asked."

"Jinghe isn't coming."

"He said he got a pretty good catch yesterday and went overnight to the provincial capital to give it to his boss."

"Oh, that's a pity."

Wu An casually said he couldn't screw Jinghe over—how could he feel a bit cheated?

After a few words, Gao Qiangqi's side got busy, so he hung up.

Gu Anran blew on the soup dumplings to cool them, placed them in Wu An's bowl; Wu An picked them up and ate, taking a small bite, first sipping the soup, then stuffing the whole bun in his mouth.

Wu An didn't put down his phone and called Lin Hu.

It rang for a long time before Lin Hu answered: "Hello, who is this?"

"It's me, A An; did you drink too much yesterday?"

"Yeah, I accidentally drank too much; Shen Nan drank more than I did, and I didn't let go until he'd vomited two or three times, then had people carry him away."

"Alright, well done."

"A An, does this really work?"

"Who knows? It's up to heaven."

After hanging up, Wu An was also nearly done eating; with Gu Anran there, he ate several soup dumplings without burning his mouth once—it was so satisfying.

He sent a message in the QQ group saying they'd go out to sea this afternoon.

The group replied with a flurry of messages.

Everyone stared eagerly; if it weren't for Wu An having something to do, they would have gone out to sea yesterday.

After breakfast.

Gu Anran still drove; the two didn't delay in the county, though Wu An had originally said he'd go to the shipyard to look around, but there was no time.

They headed straight home.

……

Meanwhile.

Leader Qi and his entourage, accompanied by the county and city leaders, arrived at Xixi Village; just inside the village entrance they saw a hanging banner welcoming XXX for an inspection.

The leaders nodded slightly; it was pretty decent.

Although there were no fluttering ribbons, both sides of the village road were tidied up nicely, at least no cats or dogs defecating everywhere in sight.

As they walked and toured, Wu Yingwei and the others accompanied them the whole way, clearly explaining the village's situation; although Wu Yingwei couldn't claim to know it like the back of his hand, he knew every detail, big or small, and the leaders listened with great satisfaction.

From his words and demeanor, one could sense that Wu Yingwei was very responsible toward Xixi Village.

They arrived at the village committee.

Wu Yingwei also emphasized Shen Nan's contracted sea‑area project; Shen Nan was a typical example of someone returning home to start a business after working elsewhere, and the leaders wondered aloud, "Where is he?"

Wu Yingwei broke into a sweat, smiling, "I've already had someone notify him; his home is fairly far away, so there will be a delay on the road."

The leader nodded, said nothing, but in his heart his impression of Shen Nan had already been discounted.

Today is the signing ceremony.

These people have come, basically just as onlookers.

As the person in charge of the contracted sea‑area project, Shen Nan actually failed to show up first at this important occasion, and still needed someone to fetch him?

No matter what, the image of irresponsibility had already formed in the leaders' minds.

Wu Yingwei had the leaders first sit and drink tea, taste the fruit from their village orchard—it is Xixi Village's current industry and also one of its future development projects.

Plant more fruit trees, increase yield, cultivate better varieties, so the fruit can be sold, fetch a price, and benefit the fruit farmers.

Wu Yingwei's forehead sweat kept pouring, and he spoke with a dry mouth.

From the corner of his eye he occasionally glanced outward.

If Shen Nan doesn't come soon, he won't be able to hold out much longer.