Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Revenge in the Cornfield

When Lin Fan drove back to the village, he saw a crowd of villagers gathered around the entrance of his home.

Everyone was watching the busy scene, occasionally whispering and discussing something, and it was not until Lin Fan reached the courtyard that he realized the original three tile-roofed houses had disappeared without a trace, and the entire yard had been leveled.

However, at this moment, a two-story wooden structure was being installed behind the site of the old houses. Its antique appearance stood out strikingly among the village’s concrete buildings. Dozens of workers were orderly conducting construction, several mixer trucks were pouring concrete, laying a concrete floor in the yard, and two rotund individuals gestured with blueprints in hand.

Lin Fan did not pay any mind to the villagers but walked into the courtyard. It wasn’t that he had become arrogant since becoming distinguished; rather, over the years he had grown accustomed to the villagers’ ugly faces. The so-called simplicity and kindness of rural people were only known to those who lived among them. Hence, he bothered not with these sanctimonious hypocrites.

He approached the two individuals giving directions and then spoke, "I’m the homeowner. Who is in charge here?"

"We’re in charge, but all of this has been arranged by Boss Xue, who emphasized that the construction deadline must be met."

The two men quickly bowed and handed Lin Fan the blueprints, saying, "These plans were drawn up overnight by the engineer. The two-story house was originally designated to be installed behind the villa at Tianhou Hotel, and the construction crew has been diverted from the tunnel project. We guarantee completion within a week."

Indeed, everything was as Lin Fan had expected. After he left to admire beauty last night, Xue Changchun had not been idle and had planned all this without any communication with him. It was clear Xue was waiting for him to call.

"Alright, then I appreciate your hard work."

The design for the small courtyard was undoubtedly beautiful, perhaps even surpassing that of a million-dollar villa. Lin Fan had no more to say about it. He could only smile, turn around, and leave the courtyard, casting a glance at the villagers still crowded around for the excitement. He ignored them and deliberately took out his cellphone, walking towards the nearby river.

it, one could feel a sense of ease. Making sure no one was around, Lin Fan finally dialed Xue Changchun’s

this surprise

appreciation, and I was afraid you’d refuse. Besides, this wasn’t for you; after all, your uncle and auntie are getting on in years and deserve to enjoy some comfort. Although Cai Xuming and his son caused this trouble, I, as the tunnel contractor, share some responsibility. Hence, this serves as my way of making

phone, Xue Changchun’s humility was evident. But Lin Fan knew how articulate and knowledgeable Xue was from

I’m afraid

I’ve been in business for many years and have some connections. I might

with a laugh, "I’ve submitted the project report for constructing Fengqing Town several times, and it’s never been satisfactory. Today, they even called me back to the province for a reprimand. Now, I heard that when you were in the Secretariat, your penmanship was top-notch. Could you help

matter. I’ll write it up for you

Fan smiled and agreed readily. Right now, both were testing each other with

Thanks in advance, Lin. When

sigh. Those who navigate the official circles are all shrewd characters.

phone, preparing to head back to the courtyard, a voice came from the cornfield on his right. Lin Fan paused and listened closely; it sounded like Zhu Zhixuan’s voice, tinged with sobs, but it was too distant to be

and she seemed to

just can’t stay here anymore... Do daughters who get married lose

it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have married him. Now that he’s getting his just deserts, why

you ever considered

to divorce him this time...

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