Li Xiaoran's mood improved, and naturally Yang Chen's mood also improved.
The next day after returning from Tianmen City, Yang Chen got up early and plunged into the chicken farm, thinking about how to expand the chicken farm and buy some good-quality chickens to increase the number of medicinal chickens.
after all……
Su's Restaurant's store in Donghai City has been finalized, and the next step is to decorate it. It will be open in about a month.
The supply of medicated chicken in the two stores is bound to be double or triple the current amount.
After discussing with the village chief Zhao Tiechui, the land behind the chicken farm was acquired, and several people from Zhao Xiaoba were recruited as the main force to start preparing to build the chicken farm and expand production.
At the end of the day, I feel like I haven’t done anything and it’s already dark.
Li Xiaoran took the initiative to stretch out his slender legs and let Yang Chen do a healthy massage. He fell asleep deeply at ten o'clock in the evening.
The next morning, Yang Chen was still dreaming. In his dream, his cell phone kept ringing and flew over from the table in the west wing, but he just couldn't grab it.
"Yang Chen!"
At this moment, a voice broke the dream, and as his body was shaken, Yang Chen woke up from his dream.
"Are you dreaming? You're sweating profusely."
Li Xiaoran was much happier than before. He used his sleeves to help wipe the sweat on his forehead: "Okay, I won't force you to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me. Let's talk about it later. This is fine."
"It's not because of this..."
Yang Chen sat up, touched the only cigarette left in the cigarette box, and muttered awkwardly.
"Stop smoking now, your phone has rang several times."
"You slept until noon and the meal is ready. Hurry up and answer the phone and go out to eat."
Li Xiaoran said, handing over the broken mobile phone that was placed on the windowsill not far away, and murmured: "The screen of your mobile phone is broken, don't save so much, buy one yourself."
After watching Li Xiaoran go out, Yang Chen looked at the caller ID on his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
"I'm Yang Chen."
Yang Chen sat up, lit a cigarette leisurely, took a deep breath, and then answered the phone.
"Mr. Yang, you finally answered the phone. The game starts in two hours. Everyone has almost arrived. Why haven't you arrived yet?"
When the call was connected, Xie Kui's voice came over there.
"What game?"
Yang Chen was a little dazed from sleeping and asked.
"The Haidong City National Martial Arts Competition, the semi-finals will start on time at one o'clock in the afternoon."
When Xie Kui heard Yang Chen's words, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
If Yang Chen didn't come to participate, it would be quite lonely.
Even if he wins the final victory and becomes the president of the Haidong City Martial Arts Association, he will still be slapped crazily in the face by Yang Chen.
So Xie Kuicai arranged a series of competitions, allowing Yang Chen to skip the preliminary round and go to the semi-finals, where he would face twelve martial arts masters in a round-robin battle.
With Yang Chen's skill, it is still possible to fight twelve by one person, but it should be difficult to win.
Wait until the finals and then take action yourself, so that you can naturally become the president of the Haidong City Martial Arts Association, as the saying goes, you deserve the title.
Of course, besides Yang Chen, his biggest opponent is Liu Jie from the Main Gate Martial Arts School.
"I was busy and forgot."
Yang Chen listened to Xie Kui's nervous voice and said calmly.
Xie Kui's thoughts, Yang Chen could understand with his toes, they were just trying to step on him to get the upper hand.
"Mr. Yang, since you have agreed to participate in the competition, please respect the rules. We have already made concessions before. We are all Chinese martial arts warriors and have a little sense of time."
Xie Kui made a little noise and said in a low voice.
"What the hell are you pretending to do with me? I had no intention of participating in the first place. It was you who begged me to participate. Now to reason with me, who do you think you are?"
"Not going!"
"grass!"
Yang Chen was already angry when he got out of bed, but when he was scolded condescendingly by someone like Xie Kui, he immediately became angry and hung up the phone.
"What happened? So angry?"
Li Xiaoran, who was serving food outside, walked in on a cane. He looked at Yang Chen, who was smoking a cigarette and had a gloomy look on his face, and asked with concern.
"It's nothing, the old man who gave you the invitation is just pretending to be cool with me."
"What the hell."
"It's just a competition held by the Haidong City Martial Arts Association. It's like an audience with the emperor."
Yang Chen jumped off the kang and looked up at Li Xiaoran's fair cheeks: "It seems that the skin care products your man bought are good, the water is smooth."
"I'm going to die!"
Looking at Yang Chen's stretched out hand, Li Xiaoran glared at him shyly, and then said: "Don't be poor. Since the other party's attitude is not good, I won't go. Our family can just do some business to support the family. Come on.
Wash your face and go out to eat."
"Okay!"
Yang Chen gritted his teeth and looked at Li Xiaoran's back. He felt much better. He simply turned off his phone and prepared to drive Li Xiaoran around the county town today.
“Today’s spicy fried pork is delicious.”
Half an hour later, when he went to the room, Yang Chen was holding rice and eating spicy fried meat, his mouth was full of oil.
"Xiaoran made it, saying you like spicy food."
Jin Mei said while helping Yang Chen pick up the vegetables.
"My wife is very clever."
Yang Chen gave a thumbs up.
"Eat quickly, I won't be able to stop your mouth from eating."
Li Xiaoran's cheeks turned red and she glared at him.
"Just follow my example, I won't scold you usually."
Seeing Li Xiaoran and Yang Chen flirting with each other, Jin Mei glared at Li Dashan who was lowering his head to eat, and cursed.
"Forehead……"
Li Dashan was stunned and said with a naive smile: "I'm already old, and I still say this."
Bang bang bang!
Just as the family of four was talking and laughing, there was a loud knock on the big iron gate outside the yard.
"Who?"
Jin Mei approached the door, opened the door curtain and took a look outside.
"Auntie, let me ask, does Mr. Yang Chen live here?"
Outside, a slightly humble voice sounded.
"Uncle, the man looking for you looks like he's from the city."
Jin Mei said.
"I'll go take a look."
Yang Chen put down the bowls and chopsticks and was about to go out.
"Speak politely and don't do anything."
Li Xiaoran gave instructions.
"Don't worry, as an honest person like me, how could I do anything?"
Yang Chen blinked at Li Xiaoran, opened the door curtain and walked out, walking straight to the door.
As soon as he got out of the hospital, he saw a jeep parked at the door. There were two people standing next to the jeep. One of them he knew was Shen Tao, the director of the Ningxian branch of the Damen Martial Arts Academy. The other was nearly 1.85 meters tall.
He is tall, burly, with bulging muscles, short hair, in his forties, with a bit of a fierce look between his eyebrows. He is a practitioner.
As soon as Yang Chen went out, Shen Tao walked up, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, please excuse me."
"Mr. Yang Chen, what's your attitude? The competition is coming soon. If you don't want to go, you won't go!"
Before Yang Chen could speak, the man next to Shen Tao's expression darkened, he stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly.
"This is..."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, looked at the big man with short hair, bared his teeth and smiled.
"Mr. Yang, let me introduce to you. This is Ouyang Qing, the executive vice president of the Donghai City Martial Arts Association."
When Shen Tao heard Ouyang Qing's pretentious words, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.
What the hell, I told you well when I came here that I was here to pick someone up.
Who knew that as soon as he got out of the car, Ouyang Qing started to show off, showing off the leadership airs of an executive vice president.
"It turns out he's the vice-president. I've admired him for a long time."
When Yang Chen heard this, he pretended to be flattered and stretched out his hand.
Ouyang Qing looked at Yang Chen's dog-licking look, and felt much better. He also stretched out his hand to hold it with Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, let's..."
"ah!"
Before Ouyang Qing could start educating Yang Chen, he suddenly felt a strong force on his right hand. The joints of his right hand were cracking. He groaned in pain and bent down on the spot.
"President Ouyang, take a look, what's wrong with this? You're the leader, why are you bowing?"
"oops!"
"And he knelt down!"
"I'm going, it's okay if I go, don't do this, you must not kowtow, I can't bear it!"
Yang Chen exerted force with his right hand in an instant. Ouyang Qing, who was leaning back, couldn't understand what he was saying. He only felt that his knees were weak and he knelt down on the spot.