Chapter 115: The Reward
“Still believe him?”
“Believing him is useless—you have to see the money first!”
“Anyone can boast with words alone!”
Laliwen and Zhao Qinglong exchanged mocking looks and laughed together.
“Bixian, no matter how good your words are, they can’t change the facts.”
“It’s dark now, and that kid hasn’t come back yet—something must have happened!”
“Come on, you should just come back with me, hehehe.”
As Laliwen spoke, he reached out to grab Li Bixian’s hand. The villagers shook their heads in disapproval.
Just then, the dogs at the village entrance suddenly started barking.
Soon after, a dazzling car light cut through the dim night fog.
An uncle sitting by the village well, bathing a child, looked up at the road with curiosity and suspicion.
A BMW slowly drove into the village.
The child tilted his head with wide-eyed wonder and asked, “Dad, what kind of car is that? It’s so pretty!”
The uncle smiled gently. “That’s a BMW 3 Series. It costs at least two to three hundred thousand yuan to buy.”
“That’s a car for rich people. When you grow up, you’ll get one too, okay?”
“Yay! Yay! Hey, what’s that one behind?”
“Hm?” The uncle furrowed his brow, growing more suspicious.
In this small mountain village, it was rare to see even one BMW.
Now, there was a BMW followed by another luxury car, and the uncle’s expression changed slightly.
“The one behind is a Mercedes-Benz E300... seems to cost fifty to sixty thousand...”
“And behind that... a Mercedes S-Class... a Lexus 500... a Porsche Cayenne... and a stretched Lincoln...”
The uncle grew increasingly alarmed, so startled that the cigarette clutched in his mouth fell into the water bucket unnoticed.
He quickly scooped up the child, holding him tightly, his voice trembling with excitement:
“What... what is going on?”
“Why are there suddenly so many luxury cars driving into the village?”
“Whose kid’s convoy is this?”
“We... we, Taohua Village, are going to produce a dragon!”
The uncle watched the convoy slowly enter the village road, slapping his thigh in excitement.
“Whose kid’s convoy is this?”
“This is incredible—what a child to be born like this! What a child!”
Amidst the uncle’s astonished gaze, a brand-new Bawanglong pickup truck, worth over a million yuan, slowly drove from the back of the convoy to the front.
Its domineering body resembled a general surveying the battlefield—majestic and intimidating!
At that moment, Zeng Xiaofan sat calmly behind the wheel of the most imposing truck, one hand on the steering wheel, face composed and serene.
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Li Bixian, Lin Yuru, Zhao Qinglong, and the other villagers were stunned by the convoy.
Seeing a convoy in the village during ordinary days was extremely rare.
Especially such a convoy of luxury cars—any one of them could serve as a wedding car for rural families!
The headlights shone brightly as the convoy moved like a shining dragon, finally stopping beside Zeng Xiaofan’s medicinal herb plantation.
Only the most imposing Bawanglong pickup drove directly up to Li Bixian.
The door opened, and a handsome figure stepped out—it was Zeng Xiaofan.
In an instant, the entire scene fell into stunned silence.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Just a minute ago, after hearing Zhao Qinglong and Laliwen’s mockery, they all thought Zeng Xiaofan had failed to sell the herbs or had run into trouble.
No one expected Zeng Xiaofan to return with a top-tier luxury car convoy!
Li Bixian’s mouth dropped open in amazement and joy. After a moment, she managed to speak:
“Xiaofan... your herbs... did you manage to sell them?”
“And... what’s the story with these luxury cars?”
“Are they all coming back with you?”
Zeng Xiaofan smiled faintly and nodded.
“That’s right. These are all my clients. They’ve already signed contracts with us.”
“As soon as the business license for Xiaofan Agriculture Company is registered, we can officially start long-term cooperation.”
“Today, they came to pick up the first batch of herbs and take them back to the city.”
He then turned to the villagers and said loudly:
“Everyone worked hard today!”
“Thank you all for trusting me. Every villager who helped with the harvest today will be rewarded ten thousand yuan!”
“Line up to collect your money!”
The moment he said this, the crowd erupted instantly.
“What!”
“Ten thousand yuan each?!”
“Oh my god! Is this for real, Xiaofan?”
“We don’t even earn ten thousand yuan working on the farm for a whole year!”
A middle-aged woman’s face turned pale with excitement.
Zeng Xiaofan nodded solemnly and said seriously:
“It’s true! Anyone who worked today will get ten thousand yuan!”
“I started this agriculture company not only for myself, but to lead everyone to prosperity!”
“I know better than anyone how hard it is to make money in this village. I truly understand your struggles!”
“That’s why I hope to lead all of you to grow this business bigger and stronger!”
“So that everyone can live a good life together!”
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“Ten thousand yuan today is just the beginning! You all saw the million-yuan contracts I’ve signed with the bosses!”
“If everyone works hard from now on, there will be twenty thousand, thirty thousand, forty thousand, fifty thousand!”
“Sixty thousand, seventy thousand, eighty, ninety thousand!”
“You will all earn more and more money!”
When he said this, the villagers were completely ecstatic.
They all spontaneously applauded Zeng Xiaofan.
Applause thundered through the air and lasted for a long time.
“This is wonderful! Xiaofan! You’re truly the pride of our village!”
“Xiaofan! Thank you! Thank you for letting us earn money right here at home!”
“Now we don’t have to leave our homes and go work far away!”
“Wuwu... I haven’t seen my husband for so long... wuwu...”
As the villagers cheered, some were moved to tears by the moment.
Li Bixian looked at Zeng Xiaofan, her eyes shining with love.
She felt deep in her heart that she had chosen the right person and was filled with respect for him.
Even Lin Yuru beside her gazed at Zeng Xiaofan with admiration. She blushed slightly, as if lost in thought.
Meanwhile, Zhao Qinglong and Laliwen were completely dumbfounded.
They watched as Zeng Xiaofan commanded such respect and influence, their faces turning green.
“This... how is this possible?”
“The five-fingered peach looked terrible, so how could anyone buy it?”
“And why did he bring back so many bosses at once...?”
“Could it be... could he really succeed?”
Zhao Qinglong and Laliwen exchanged a glance, full of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
They secretly queued up to get their money but were immediately pulled aside by Lin Yuru.
“You two! You were just badmouthing Xiaofan. How do you have the nerve to collect money now?”
“Did you invest? Did you work? And you want to get paid?”
“You troublemakers—Xiaofan agreed, but we don’t! Get lost!”
“Yes! Get lost!”
“Out!”
Before Li Bixian and Xiaofan could speak, the villagers were already shouting and driving Zhao Qinglong and Laliwen away.
Under Zeng Xiaofan’s direction, everyone quickly received their rewards and eagerly loaded all the medicinal herbs onto the bosses’ trucks.
When most of the people had left, Lin Yuru shyly approached Zeng Xiaofan and quietly whispered in his ear while no one was paying attention:
“Xiaofan... later... come to my house quietly.”
“Auntie... Auntie will be waiting for you, no missing it...”