Just now, when he heard the other party being called Secretary Guo, Chen Xuewei was still wondering, which Secretary Guo was this?
From the city or the neighboring county?
But there didn't seem to be any secretary surnamed Guo in those places either.
It couldn't possibly be Guo Zhengwen from the provincial government, right?
He did have such a thought.
But he immediately dismissed it.
After all, in Chen Xuewei's view, with Chief Zhang's status, how could he possibly come into contact with a figure in that position?
Yet now, Chief Zhang actually said that the person on the phone really was Guo Zhengwen!
"Secretary... Secretary Guo?"
He still couldn't quite believe it. He took the phone and answered.
"It's me."
A familiar voice came through the phone, instantly making Chen Xuewei's heart skip a beat. Sweat began to bead on his forehead.
It really was Guo Zhengwen.
How was this possible?
The top leader of the province had actually called personally.
Just what kind of background did that Young Master Qin have?
To think he could even alarm an existence like Guo Zhengwen.
"I have already sent people from the province. They should arrive by tonight. When the time comes, you and your son will come back together. You'd better start thinking about how to write a report for me," Guo Zhengwen's voice was slightly deep.
Hearing this, Chen Xuewei didn't dare to retort, his heart overwhelmed with unparalleled shock.
Guo Zhengwen was actually sending people from the province personally to handle the handover?
Just because Chen Rong offended that Young Master Qin?
How could that be?
It wasn't as if he had violated heavenly laws; was there a need for such a massive show of force?
He couldn't help but say, "Secretary Guo, isn't this a bit..."
Before he could finish, Guo Zhengwen gave a cold snort and interrupted, "Do you think I'm making a mountain out of a molehill?"
"N-No." How could Chen Xuewei dare to say it out loud?
"Heh, let me put it to you this way. Forget about your son Chen Rong; even if I, Guo Zhengwen, accidentally offended Young Master Qin, I would still face disciplinary action and have to go to Beijing to write a self-criticism. Do you still think I'm making a mountain out of a molehill?"
How is that possible?
Hearing Guo Zhengwen's words, Chen Xuewei was completely stunned, breaking out in a cold sweat from sheer terror.
He really couldn't understand how a young man could possess such immense power.
"This matter could actually be big or small, but since it involves Young Master Qin, I can only handle it with the maximum penalty. As long as your son hasn't done anything shady, everything can still be discussed."
After saying this, Guo Zhengwen didn't wait for Chen Xuewei to respond and simply hung up the phone.
"Dad, is... is it Secretary Guo from the province?"
Chen Rong's face was pale with fright. Although he hadn't heard exactly what was said on the phone, from Chen Xuewei's reaction and brief words, he could tell that the other party was definitely Guo Zhengwen.
But how could this be possible?
Could Qin Ning's matter actually alarm an existence of this level?
Hearing Chen Rong's question, Chen Xuewei didn't speak. He just glanced at his son, took a deep breath, and then said to Chief Zhang, "Take him back first."
"Understood, Secretary Chen."
Chief Zhang replied. He didn't need the other party to tell him; he had already been prepared to make the arrest.
This was, after all, an order personally given by Guo Zhengwen.
At the same time, Chief Zhang couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.
Such an incredibly awesome figure had come to the town, and he had been completely unaware.
But judging from Yang Yong's reaction just now, the other party obviously knew.
This instantly made Chief Zhang extremely envious. If only he could cling to such a thick thigh one day.
Soon, Chen Rong was escorted into the car by Chief Zhang. Chen Xuewei was afraid his son would suffer grievances at the station, so he simply got into the car and went along.
"Let's go, it's almost time to eat. We should head up too."
Wang Er glanced at Xia Fei and the others, then looked at Yang Yong. "Secretary Yang, care to join us?"
"Sure," Yang Yong nodded.
...
Soon, when they returned to the hotel, the waiters had already started serving the dishes.
Qin Ning was sitting at the host's table. Along with Su Xingwan, Cheng Weiyang, Gu Siyu, Qin Fei, Yang Xin, Jiang Yanran, and Lin Yuting, there were already eight people. Adding Tang Yuan and his wife, as well as the two elders of the Tang family, Tang Zhengwei and his wife, the main table was basically full.
Therefore, Wang Er and the others had to find another table to sit at together.
After drinking a few cups with Qin Ning, Tang Yuan and Pan Xinran stood up to leave, going to toast the other guests in attendance one by one.
The girls took turns holding and teasing Tang Ningfei. Qin Ning chatted with the two elders and took out a jade pendant, placing it on Tang Ningfei. "Dad, Mom, this is an amulet I got for Ningfei. It will bless her to grow up healthy. Do you still have the tea leaves I gave you last time? If you've finished them, I'll give you some more later."
"There's still plenty left. Stop worrying about us. You and Xiao Fei need to take care of your own health too," Sun Qiuqiong reminded them.
Qin Fei couldn't help but smile. "Mom, do you really need to worry about us? It's not like you don't know my brother's situation. Just set your mind completely at ease."
Hearing this, the two elders agreed.
At this moment, Tang Yuan returned, followed by a middle-aged man in his forties. Looking at his appearance, he actually looked somewhat similar to Tang Zhengwei.
"Xiao Ning, Xiao Fei, this is Cousin Uncle Shen Zhijian from the village. When you came last time, he wasn't here, so I couldn't introduce you," Tang Yuan said.
"Hello, Cousin Uncle."
Both Qin Ning and Qin Fei greeted him very politely.
Although Shen Zhijian's actual age was only in his forties, perhaps due to working in the fields all year round, he looked much older than normal people his age, and his hair had already turned somewhat gray.
Suddenly, with a thud.
Shen Zhijian came in front of Qin Ning and actually knelt down directly towards him.
"Cousin Uncle, what are you doing?"
Qin Ning hurriedly helped him up and said, "We are family. Just say whatever you need to say. There's no need for this."
"Xiao Ning, your Cousin Uncle is begging you. Please save my mother," Shen Zhijian said, tears streaming down his aged face.
His mother, who was Tang Zhengwei's aunt, according to seniority, Qin Fei had to call her Great-Aunt.
The Great-Aunt's health had always been poor. The last time Qin Fei and Qin Ning came, she happened to have gone to the city hospital with Shen Zhijian, so they hadn't bumped into each other.
Tang Zhengwei had the tea leaves that Qin Ning had left behind. He knew that this tea also had a certain effect on curing illnesses, but he didn't dare to take it out casually. After all, if something went wrong from drinking it, it would be troublesome.
A few days ago, after Shen Zhijian came back, he went to Tang Zhengwei's house. Learning that the other party's old leg injury had actually healed, he naturally couldn't help but ask, and through this, he learned some things about Qin Ning.
Today was Tang Ningfei's full moon banquet, and Shen Zhijian had also come. He bumped into Tang Yuan just now, chatted with him for a few words, and learned that Qin Ning was also there. So he came here immediately, hoping that Qin Ning could lend a helping hand.
After listening to Tang Zhengwei briefly explain the course of events, Qin Ning nodded, looked at Shen Zhijian, and said, "It's alright, Cousin Uncle. I'll just go back to the village with you later."

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!