Chapter 594: Joining the Fun

At home.

Old Master Shen heard the snoring from inside and got so anxious he jumped up and down.

"Village Chief, quickly think of a solution."

"The senior leaders from the county and the city have come, waiting to see Shen Nan."

"This signing ceremony was basically arranged for him, yet he won't show up—what's the meaning of this?"

"When the time comes, the town will blame us, and we'll all suffer losses."

Village Committee Cadre Shuichuan, who had come to find Shen Nan, was so anxious he jumped up and down, wiping sweat; his already thin hair became a messy mess from him running his hands through it.

Old Master Shen scooped a basin of water from the water vat and went straight inside.

Right behind him.

Shen Nan's miserable cry rang out.

"Grandfather, are you crazy?"

"You're the one who's crazy!" Old Master Shen shouted, "Last night you drank until the middle of the night and were carried back."

"Did you forget today's signing ceremony?"

"If you don't want to work properly, get lost and go find your parents."

During this period.

The old man had been holding in a bellyful of anger.

And today Shen Nan opened champagne midway, got drunk, and was late for the signing ceremony—the final straw that broke the camel's back.

He could see that this kid, just like his father, was hopeless good-for-nothing.

He couldn't figure it out.

At first, Shen Nan was still quite decent.

But later, how did he become like this?

Whether buying a car or dating, everything went against his wishes.

They told him not to buy too good a car, but he bought an Audi; they told him not to date a messy girl, yet he immediately found one, and it's said he even got into a brawl in town, losing all face.

The more the old man spoke, the less Shen Nan listened.

Clearly, Shen Nan had been reasonably obedient and sensible since childhood.

Could his rebellious phase have been delayed this long?

Upon hearing about the signing ceremony, Shen Nan shuddered, realizing the seriousness; he opened his mouth to retort but forcibly held it back.

He quickly scrambled up.

He put on his clothes and fixed his hair.

As a result, his vigorous movement caused him to hiccup, and he immediately rushed to the toilet.

Everyone.

Now, listen to the dragon's roar.

"Wah-wah-wah" he began to vomit.

Old Master Shen, on the contrary, calmed down, gave a couple of heh-hehs, picked up his palm-leaf fan, walked to the recliner, and then lay down slowly.

He gently waved the fan and closed his eyes.

That's it (liao).

Let's leave it at that.

The old man didn't make a big scene; he was already completely chilled-hearted.

After vomiting a bout, even bringing up bile, Shen Nan hurriedly ran out of the house.

……

Just to watch the show.

Gu Anran drove straight to Xixi Village and, at the intersection, happened to meet Shen Nan, who was rushing madly toward the Village Committee; he almost accidentally collided with him.

Gu Anran jumped in fright: "Is this considered extortion?"

Seeing Wu An and Gu Anran sitting in the car, Shen Nan was about to speak when a sudden wave of nausea hit him; he hurried to the roadside, squatted down, and vomited.

After wiping his mouth, he continued running toward the Village Committee.

As long as he didn't vomit to death, he had to go.

This concerns his future; if mishandled, the project would fall through, and he'd be finished too.

After Gu Anran watched Shen Nan disappear into the distance, he suddenly realized and said, "This… A An, he's been somewhat screwed over by your scheming."

Wu An curled the corner of his mouth: "He's a bit pitiful."

Being late for such an important occasion, Shen Nan, you little brat, you're in trouble.

Gu Anran nodded: "He who is pitiful must have something hateful about him."

Wu An snapped his fingers: "Makes sense."

The couple burst out laughing.

Indeed, as a young couple, they truly live by the saying 'birds of a feather flock together'.

They drove to the Village Committee.

They didn't go in right away.

They parked the car and looked inside the Village Committee through the window.

It was still quite lively.

There were many people.

There are many people.

With negative buffs maxed out, how will Shen Nan perform?

If he could actually perform normally, then he wouldn't be Shen Nan.

Gu Anran asked, 'Why not go in and take a look?'

Wu An smiled: 'Let the bullets fly for a bit.'

……

Inside the house.

Shen Nan walked in, suppressing his nausea, and under Wu Yingwei's guidance gave a self-introduction and briefly introduced the project using the script.

Actually, the project isn't that complicated; in some places, it's just what's left over from playing around.

But any project that makes money is a good project; it's not that because others played with the leftovers we can't play with them—on the contrary, since others did well, we can too.

It's just copying homework.

There's an old saying: 'The blue comes from the indigo plant but surpasses it.'

Others cross the river by feeling for stones, taking detours; we copy homework, so we can avoid the detours, go straight ahead, and even achieve overtaking on a curve.

But the leaders were all very disappointed.

Their first impression of Shen Nan wasn't great to begin with, and when he reported, he stumbled and stammered, performing poorly.

The leader took a sip of tea and asked, 'Actually, you could develop more outside; why come back to the village?'

Upon hearing that, Shen Nan said, 'I can answer this question.'

Last night, while drinking and bragging, Lin Hu already gave the standard answer.

"My grandfather was the old village head, dedicating his life to Xixi Village; I have the responsibility and obligation to do my best for the village's development."

"I want the villagers to live a good life."

"Lead the villagers to get rich together and achieve a moderately prosperous life."

"……"

He spoke at length, even getting himself excited.

The leader nodded with a smile, but inside was unmoved, even finding it a bit tiresome; why, after visiting the surrounding villages these past two days,

What he heard most were these empty, grandiose words; when asked for specifics—how many jobs could be created, the project's profitability, etc. —he couldn't answer.

The leader still asked.

Shen Nan hemmed and hawed, talking about other things instead.

The leader then had no further expectations, just spoke some pleasantries, saying they were just here to observe, not to delay important matters, and let the village proceed according to plan.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Over these two days, the young people of Zhenzhongcun still performed best—no empty talk, grounded in reality, even stating clearly how many jobs they could create.

Including after the homestay project started, it also drove the village's road improvements; although the stone road now isn't great, at least on rainy days villagers don't have to walk on muddy roads.

These obvious benefits are better than anything.

Moreover, this young man before us can't even say one-two-three, and he reeks of alcohol, looking like he just woke up from a hangover.

Can this work?

The leaders kept a straight face on the surface, but inside they'd already given Shen Nan an X.

Next came the signing ceremony.

There wasn't much to see; the county and city leaders stood together, chatting about other things, with Leader Qi accompanying them on the side, sweat beading on his forehead.

It wasn't from heat.

This was cold sweat.

Xixi Village's performance was just so-so.

Originally they planned to stay for a meal, but the secretary said there were other arrangements, so they didn't stay to eat; after the signing ceremony ended, the leaders were about to leave.

Meanwhile,

Wu An seemed not to have gone in, but actually he had a clear grasp of the situation inside, because someone was communicating with him via text message.

Upon learning that Shen Nan's performance was poor, he felt relieved.

Although he felt a bit sorry toward his father, it's fine; naturally he will later think of ways to make up double.

He tidied his clothes—actually still the same outfit from yesterday—got out of the car, and just happened to run into the leaders at the gate.

The Senior Leader had an impression of him; now with Shen Nan as a backdrop, the impression could only deepen, and he actively greeted, 'Wu An, what a coincidence.'

Wu An also greeted, 'Yo, leaders, all you leaders are here—actually I'm from this village.'

Seeing the leader extend his hand,

he also hurriedly reached out with both hands to shake it.