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Chapter 633: Meeting 519 is not as good as not meeting the stunning beauty_2

Chapter 633: Meeting 519 is not as good as not meeting the stunning beauty_2

Secretary Zhang had mentioned all these things, and Jiang Chen had naturally heard of them before. However, there was really no need to bring up these official policies at this time, and sure enough, Secretary Zhang soon revealed the meaning behind his words.

There was a gap between the funds earmarked from above and their pre-planned budget.

"Isn’t this the government’s business? Why don’t you go to the higher-ups for money?"

Wu Guangjiang couldn’t help but say, lacking in education and not understanding the art of beating around the bush.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Secretary Zhang’s face, but he stopped short of speaking.

As the village secretary, he needed achievements. To ask for more money from above would be an admission of his insufficient capabilities.

"How big is the shortfall?"

Lan Peizhi asked, straightforward and to the point.

"Not much, just one and a half million would be enough."

Secretary Zhang hurriedly replied.

One and a half million?

Upon hearing this figure, Lan’s mother’s face changed. Even though her daughter was extraordinary now, as a genuine rural woman, a sum of one and a half million was enough to be a psychological shock.

"Secretary Zhang, the government is planning, but you’re asking ordinary people to pay? That doesn’t make sense, right? Plus, Lan Lan has already contributed enough to the village."

"Sister-in-law, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not asking Pei Zhi to pay, I’m asking her to invest. Let me explain—it’s like our village government and Pei Zhi going into business together. In the future, we’ll split the cooperative’s earnings proportionally..."

Jiang Chen couldn’t hold back and let out a smile.

Which was caught by that youngster, Martial Saint.

"Chen, what are you laughing at?"

The brat’s voice was not low, instantly drawing the attention of others.

Jiang Chen quickly suppressed his smile, feeling a bit embarrassed.

What was he laughing at?

Of course, it was at this one and a half million deal.

It wasn’t disdain.

He just found it amusing, that’s all.

Lan Peizhi had just wanted to sell the Afang Palace to him for fifteen billion.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Jiang Chen coughed lightly, "Secretary Zhang, I’ll invest this one and a half million on behalf of Miss Lan."

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

Of course.

Except for Lan Peizhi.

At this point, Jiang Chen was even more certain that the Lan Family people, even these village cadres, probably had no clue just how extraordinary Lan Peizhi was today. They might think she had become wealthy, but had no idea to what extent.

"Mr. Jiang, are you serious?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Secretary Zhang asked eagerly. After all, his task was to secure funding. Who provided the funds didn’t matter much.

Jiang Chen quickly glanced at Lan Peizhi without giving anything away. Seeing that she did not seem displeased, he felt relieved and nodded to the village secretary.

"Of course, contributing to rural development is a shared responsibility of all citizens."

Look at that statement.

How noble and grand.

Secretary Zhang stood up excitedly, walked over, and gripped Jiang Chen’s hand firmly.

"Mr. Jiang, on behalf of our village, I thank you."

One and a half million was now a mere trifle to him, but for a rural area, it was indeed no small sum.

Jiang Chen could understand the feelings of these grassroots officials. He stood up, "You overstate my contribution, Secretary Zhang. I’ve simply done a bit of my part."

Neither servile nor overbearing.

Neither arrogant nor impatient.

Lan’s mother watched, silently nodding to herself.

Wealthy.

Cultured.

Steady in character.

Good-looking too.

In every aspect, faultless.

The only thing was his age...

But that didn’t seem to matter too much.

As the old saying goes, "If a woman is three years older, she brings gold bricks."

According to what her son once said, what was it called... "Cougar love"?

Having successfully secured the funds, Secretary Zhang was naturally very satisfied. He stayed for lunch at the Lan Family’s place before taking his leave.

Before leaving, he warmly invited Jiang Chen and Lan Peizhi to visit the township government.

"Secretary Zhang, I didn’t expect Miss Lan to be so beautiful. I thought she was a celebrity," said the young man driving for Secretary Zhang, who was quite young, just graduated a year ago, and had recently joined the village government.

College graduates like him would usually rise through the ranks after a few years in the grassroots. It wasn’t difficult for them to move to the city, but to rise further would depend on personal fortunes.

Moreover, Secretary Zhang himself greatly respected the educated, so he was particularly fond of this young man and often kept him close at hand.

"Little Wang, I was right, wasn’t I?"

Little Wang nodded in agreement, driving steadily, which matched his even-tempered personality, "Secretary Zhang, did Miss Lan really grow up here?"

"That’s for sure," he replied.

Secretary Zhang leaned back in the seat, his face slightly flushed, squinting his eyes gently.

Damn it.

That Wu fellow didn’t used to hold his liquor this well.

Happiness indeed sharpens the spirit.

Having a fine daughter even improved his drinking.

"Pei Zhi has been beautiful since she was a child, and not only is she beautiful, but her acting was also exceptional. We all strongly advised her to pursue acting, but her father, that fellow, is too conservative, thinking a girl need not place too much importance on..."

Secretary Zhang’s face took on a nostalgic expression, cutting himself off mid-sentence, he sighed, "But life, really, is unpredictable. We all thought a dramatic talent was buried, yet look at her now, she turned out to be much more impressive than we originally thought."

"What exactly does Miss Lan do?"

While driving, Little Wang looked back and asked, his curiosity about Lan Peizhi clearly strong.

Indeed.

How could such a memorable woman not arouse curiosity?

"I don’t know," Secretary Zhang admitted.

"You don’t know?"

"Not to speak of me, I reckon even her old man wouldn’t have a clue."

"That mysterious?"

"Hehe."

Secretary Zhang chuckled, "It’s not about being mysterious. What’s the point of knowing so much? How high you stand dictates how far you see, the same way your ability determines how much you can handle."

Little Wang seemed to understand, but not quite.

"You’ll understand in time," Secretary Zhang reassured him.

With his hand on his knee, Secretary Zhang closed his eyes, his fingers tapping unconsciously on his knee, humming a tune from opera.

By the tune, it seemed like Huangmei Opera.

Little Wang listened quietly for a while, and when the singing of the leader in the backseat subsided, he spoke up with a smile, "I think your singing isn’t bad either."

"Flattery will get you nowhere, you know. You’re new here, don’t let sycophancy corrupt you," Secretary Zhang warned him.

"No, I’m speaking the truth," Little Wang said earnestly.

Secretary Zhang smiled, "Alright, less with the flattery in the future, I don’t fall for it. I’m just interested, I enjoy listening to a few pieces for fun. In terms of professionalism, I’m not even close to a child’s level."

"Are you talking about Miss Lan in her childhood?"

Secretary Zhang nodded.

Little Wang looked into the rearview mirror above, thinking of the woman he found indescribable, and spoke spontaneously, "Hearing you say all this, I really feel quite regretful."

Secretary Zhang began to laugh.

"It’s just that you were born too late."

"Yes," Little Wang sighed.

"Have you really fallen for Pei Zhi?"

"No, I haven’t," Little Wang quickly shook his head.

"Look at you, denying it with a red face. There’s no shame in it. If I were decades younger, I’d like her too."

"Secretary Zhang, you’re not acting your age," Little Wang ventured a joke, boldened.

"Haha."

Secretary Zhang didn’t get angry but laughed, "What do you mean ’not acting my age’? I’m just speaking the truth. What man wouldn’t be moved by such a woman?"

Little Wang didn’t reply, but in his heart, he couldn’t have agreed more.

Although he had met her only once, knew little about her, and hadn’t even managed to exchange words, he couldn’t restrain a sense of admiration for her from growing within.

The car suddenly fell silent.

Little Wang looked up instinctively, only to find in the rearview mirror that Secretary Zhang’s eyes were on him.

Feeling guilty, he shifted his gaze away.

"The heart may flutter, but as a man, one must also understand choice. Little Wang, the Pei Zhi of today is not a match for any ordinary man. Therefore, don’t set your heart on the impossible." Secretary Zhang suddenly took on a serious tone.

"Some people, just meeting them is fortune enough," he said with gravity.

Common sense tells us that in our youth, we shouldn’t meet someone too breathtaking. Otherwise, we’ll raise our standards, heighten our expectations, and thus, regrets become inevitable.

In short.

It’s better not to meet a beauty that could unsettle a city.

The young man, just starting his career at the grassroots level, suppressed the melancholy in his heart and laughed, "Don’t worry, I understand."

Secretary Zhang nodded in satisfaction and turned to look out the window.

The rural scenery.

Was captivating.