The Strongest Master Venturing Urban-Chapter 222: Do You Really Want to Bet Your Whole Life on This?
Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Do You Really Want to Bet Your Whole Life on This?
After leaving the office, Chen Bin first asked Cheng Zhuang to drive him to the County Committee and County Government.
After all, the recruitment had already ended, so he needed to report the work to Xue Baoguang.
Xue Baoguang was visibly pleased when he saw Chen Bin.
"Here comes the hero of Dragon Mountain County! Come, come, take a seat!"
"Secretary Xue, you’re exaggerating."
Even as he spoke courteously, Chen Bin still sat down on the sofa.
Xue Baoguang took out a tin of tea from his drawer and began brewing tea as he spoke.
"This is Da Hong Pao I asked a friend to buy. The flavor is very authentic—I’ll brew a pot for you to try."
Chen Bin quickly waved his hand. "Secretary Xue, you’re being too kind. I’m not thirsty."
"Even if you’re not thirsty, you still have to try it. This time you’ve brought pride to Dragon Mountain County in the city. I don’t have much to reward you with, so I’ll personally brew you some tea."
In Xue Baoguang’s view, although the city’s report focused on Qinghe Town this time, Qinghe Town was under Dragon Mountain County’s administration. Now that Qinghe Town had gained recognition, it was equivalent to adding a feather to his cap.
Even as he brewed the tea, he sighed inwardly, wishing he had a few more subordinates like Chen Bin.
Chen Bin didn’t want to bring up Cao Sanjin, so he humbly replied.
"Everything I’ve done is just my duty—I didn’t expect it would make the papers."
"That goes to show that good work doesn’t go unnoticed. Everything you’ve done for the town, everyone has seen and appreciated."
With that, Xue Baoguang poured a cup of tea for Chen Bin.
"Next week, I’m planning to gather all the leadership of Dragon Mountain County for a meeting. You’ll need to give a speech then."
"I’ve only been working here for a short time—wouldn’t a speech be a bit inappropriate?"
"It’s perfect—absolutely appropriate! Dragon Mountain County is way too poor. Many officials have fallen into lazy governance due to a lack of results. I need to set you up as an example to change their mindset and encourage them to work harder."
Since Xue Baoguang insisted, Chen Bin ultimately didn’t continue to decline.
In his opinion, exporting labor was merely a temporary fix and couldn’t truly address Qinghe Town’s poverty.
This method was a shortcut—there was really nothing worth emulating about it.
However, considering that Xue Baoguang was getting older and had worked in Dragon Mountain County for so long, his retirement was approaching.
It was likely that he wanted to seize this opportunity to pad his political achievements, giving himself a more respectable exit.
Leaving Xue Baoguang’s office, Chen Bin happened to run into Ye Hong while going downstairs.
He immediately greeted him with a smile.
"Good evening, County Magistrate Ye!"
In truth, he felt that Ye Pei and Ye Hong didn’t resemble each other at all.
Even if boys took after their mothers, it shouldn’t be to the extent of having no resemblance to their fathers whatsoever.
Chen Bin even suspected that Ye Hong might not truly be Ye Pei’s biological father.
Ye Hong teased him with a joke.
"Well, if it isn’t the hero of Dragon Mountain County."
"County Magistrate Ye, you’re too humorous—I’m no hero," he responded modestly.
"Finding a way forward for Qinghe Town’s development makes you a hero. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, let the county know—I’ll make sure to support you."
"Thank you in advance, County Magistrate Ye. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now?"
"Alright, go ahead, get busy."
Watching Chen Bin’s retreating figure, Ye Hong stood in place silently for a long time.
Who knew what thoughts were running through his mind?
Because of the delay, it was already eight o’clock when he returned home.
Zhao Xinmei was sitting at the dining table playing on her phone, with a large spread of dishes laid out before her.
Possibly because she’d been waiting too long, the dishes were no longer steaming hot.
Seeing Chen Bin come back, Zhao Xinmei stood up from the table, supporting herself.
"Xiao Bin, go wash your hands first—I’ll heat the dishes up right away."
"Mom, you should sit down. I’ll heat them in the microwave—it’ll be quick."
Seeing how considerate Chen Bin was, Zhao Xinmei nodded slightly.
Soon, the dishes were back on the table.
Perhaps to make a good impression, Chen Bin ate ravenously, which made Zhao Xinmei quite happy.
"Hey, slow down—I’m not fighting you for it."
"Mom, you have no idea—your cooking is so delicious. When I was in Qinghe Town, I thought about it every day."
"Alright, just don’t mess around, and I’ll cook for you every week going forward."
Zhao Xinmei, though she didn’t eat much herself, truly enjoyed cooking.
When she had first married Wang Jun, she loved experimenting with different dishes.
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Unfortunately, as Wang Jun suffered from kidney problems, he started avoiding her, and Zhao Xinmei cooked less frequently.
Now, hearing Chen Bin’s praise, her spirits lifted.
During the meal, after pondering for a while, Chen Bin decided to confess about Cao Chenxi.
With a slight frown, Zhao Xinmei looked somewhat displeased.
"Are you seriously thinking about gambling your entire future for the sake of power and wealth?"
Indeed, she hadn’t intended to marry Chen Bin but disliked seeing him caught in the vortex of power, jeopardizing his lifelong happiness.
In Zhao Xinmei’s heart, her ideal daughter-in-law was still someone like Ma Juan—an easygoing and carefree girl.
Seeing that Zhao Xinmei’s expression wasn’t quite favorable, Chen Bin quickly explained.
"I haven’t truly thought about marrying her—just felt that going through Cao Sanjin would make it easier to get promoted."
"That’s not an option either. If you don’t like her, don’t string her along."
Faced with Zhao Xinmei’s stern expression, Chen Bin eventually nodded.
To him, Zhao Xinmei was his only family in the world.
He would follow her opinions to the greatest extent possible.
After dinner, Chen Bin took the initiative to wash the dishes in the kitchen.
Zhao Xinmei, perhaps worried he’d feel lonely, stood next to him and started chatting.
Their relationship grew increasingly easygoing.
After washing the dishes, Chen Bin wrapped his arm around Zhao Xinmei’s slim waist and teased with a smile.
"Mom, since you don’t want me to marry Cao Chenxi, could it be because you want me to marry you instead?"
An impatient Zhao Xinmei pushed him away, her mood turning sour once again.
"Xiao Bin, I’ve told you—I’m not going to marry you."
"Then about that promise you made last time... You’re not still tangled up with that doggone Ren Zehua, are you?"
Stretching out her delicate hand, Zhao Xinmei pinched his waist hard and snapped angrily.
"I told you before—not to curse. Are you ignoring everything I say?"
"No, of course not—I’m just worried you’ll end up marrying someone else."
With a sideways glance, Zhao Xinmei retorted irritably.
"You think I’m like you, saying one thing but doing another? I meant it—moving forward, I won’t marry anyone!"
Fixing her gaze firmly on Chen Bin, Zhao Xinmei said seriously.
"I’ve thought it through: you can live a wonderful life without a man. My only ultimate goal in this lifetime is to ensure both my children live happily and joyfully."
Hearing this, Chen Bin felt a lump in his throat, his heart heavy with emotion.
Taking a deep breath, he said, "Mom, how about I sleep with you tonight?"
Watching him cautiously, Zhao Xinmei replied quickly.
"What are you planning? I’m getting closer to my due date—I can’t engage in any strenuous activity."
"Come on, relax—I just find it comforting to hold you while sleeping."
Speaking as he moved, Chen Bin directly swept Zhao Xinmei off her feet and carried her into the guest room...