CH 71

The next day, Wang Cheng was awakened by his stomach’s constant protest. Sunlight penetrated through the curtains, and the room was brightly lit, but not with a glaring light. His whole body felt like it was run over by a truck. When Wang Cheng moved, his bones seemed to make cracking sounds like they would fall apart any second.

Thinking of yesterday's ridiculousness, Wang Cheng couldn't help but utter a hoarse groan, he yelled too much last night. In his twenty-five years, he had never thought that he would skip holding hands and kissing to go straight to sleeping with a man. He thought that his life would be organized step by step like many other people, and then he would complete his life without surprise. This came so suddenly.

Wang Cheng wiped his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already half-past nine, long past the time to go to work and check in, so he immediately returned to bed without pressure.

After a while, Chu Yifeng came in with a glass of water. Although Wang Cheng clearly had his eyes closed, he seemed to know that he was awake.

"Get up for a glass of water." Chu Yifeng sat by the bed.

Wang Cheng felt a slight sink in the mattress, but didn't listen to him, and kept his eyes closed. He didn't want to bother him, but suddenly found that he was having trouble with himself, and immediately pretended to just wake up. However, he exposed himself as soon as he opened his mouth: "Did you request my leave?"

"Requested." Chu Yifeng helped him sit up.

It was in the back of Wang Cheng’s mind. Yesterday he was **** by such a big size for a few hours. Wang Cheng experienced this kind of thing for the first time. Now he felt like there was a stick up his backside. Who said there would be no weird feeling?

Wang Cheng put his mouth on the cup that Chu Yifeng handed over and drank, but when Chu Yifeng wanted to help him get out of bed, he rejected it. He was a handsome six-foot man, wasn't he just taken a few times? Receiving the help of others and not insisting on going out on one’s own, the consequence would be a distorted pride!

Chu Yifeng did not cook. Porridge was bought at the morning market. It was freshly cooked, but the heat had dropped a bit so that now, it was just right.

"Why is it porridge?" In fact, Wang Cheng had no opinion on eating porridge, but continued feeling that Chu Yifeng's moves were particularly meaningful.

"You're not feeling well. Drink something liquid first, and eat whatever you want when you're well; I won't stop you." Chu Yifeng wouldn’t make him eat those greasy things early in the morning.

Wang Cheng thought of his butt, and was greedy for a moment; the price paid was really not small. He had thought there would be no next round at the time, but often, there would be one before two, and two before three. Who could think of the original intentions at that time?

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day were almost connected. Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the next two days of work were National Day. The state stipulated a seven-day holiday. Some office workers were more thoughtful, and they used some days of annual leave to add vacation time. One could spend more than ten days of vacation directly, and then use this time to go abroad or travel with family. Wang Cheng's vacation was an accident, but Cheng Cheng, who didn't know it, thought he was so diligent, and even texted him to ask where he was going to travel.

Of course, Wang Cheng couldn't tell him that he was a little weak because of excessive indulgence and was now caring for his body at home. If he talked about this, how would he see people afterward? Sometimes his skin was not so thick, so he lied that he was still in his hometown. Cheng Cheng thought it was true.

Hanging up the phone, Wang Cheng was lying on the sofa when he suddenly remembered something. He jumped up, abruptly stopped, stumbled, and sat back.

"What a surprise, what happened?" Chu Yifeng was sitting opposite him, with his laptop on the coffee table. The logo on it was the same as the computer that Wang Cheng had bought for his sister. His ten fingers were typing on the keyboard. As a result, his head was not raised.

"What reason did you give for my leave in the morning?" Wang Cheng asked quickly.

Chu Yifeng finally raised his head and glanced at him, guessing what he was thinking about, "Of course it was sick leave, what reason do you want to use?"

"It's good to be sick, it's good to be sick." Wang Cheng finally felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not hemorrhoids, Chu Yifeng had a conscience.

"However, Gao Yongfu asked me what kind of illness you have." Chu Yifeng suddenly added another sentence.

Wang Cheng lifted up again, trembling with shock, "You, how did you answer?"

"I said you got hemorrhoids."

Wang Cheng raised the pillow under him and threw it at him, "F*ck, you have hemorrhoids, do you dare not use other reasons!" He had just boasted that he had a conscience but took it back.

Chu Yifeng embraced the pillow easily, and solemnly replied, "Do you want me to tell him that you can't get out of bed with me?"

Wang Cheng fluttered to death and bit him in his heart. If it weren't for his physical discomfort, he would fight him for 300 rounds today to relieve his anger.

Chu Yifeng stayed with him today, he was afraid that Wang Cheng would be bored alone. He always held his computer to do things, but occasionally would accompany Wang Cheng to watch TV and chat. Lunch and dinner were not made by Wang Cheng, but by Liu Ye, who was asked to do it when she came to work.

In the evening, Wang Cheng received a call from Papa Wang. Was Wang Ningkai's girlfriend thinking about a few hilltops in the Guan’s Village? He had already figured it out. After hearing this, he immediately regained his spirit and sat up on the sofa on his ass with no more pain. Chu Yifeng came out of the bath and saw him talking on the phone.

"Chengcheng, you really guessed this thing."

Papa Wang had talked with Secretary Guan. In fact, he had reflected on these years. The remaining mountains in the Guan’s Village really couldn’t be sold, so he raised the price very high. He thought no one could afford the price. In regards to that, Wang Cheng's uncle's favorite mountain was one of the bigger hills. It was also the richest resource among the few remaining mountains. It couldn’t be won with two or three million.

"Secretary Guan told me that your uncle really wanted to contract the mountain head of the Guan’s Village, and it was the north mountain. The bid was high, but he had not decided whether to let your uncle contract it." [T/N: Okay, so ignore everything I said about contracts before...maybe? He is actually buying the mountain in some sense...but selling it again?]

Wang Cheng wanted to do the same, Secretary Guan was not a fool. Although the eldest uncle was rich, he couldn’t afford the north mountain with his current net worth. If you thought about it, you’d realize that most of it was related to the girlfriend of the eldest cousin. Wang Cheng must have thought of it.

"What on earth?"

"Secretary Guan thought of a way, but your uncle probably won’t care."

"What’s the solution?"

"He put forward a condition: if he wants to contract the north mountain, he must contract the mountain to it’s right, so the price will probably increase by one third."

The problem of money was probably not a big problem for the eldest uncle. As long as they had the support of Lisa's dad behind them, it would only be a matter of time to win the north mountain.

However, the more generous the other party was, the more insecure the villagers would be, because both the uncle and Lisa's father are outsiders. How could outsiders care about the Guan’s Village in the future? Just wait for them to contract the north mountain, and the first thing they’ll do will definitely be to cut down the trees on the mountain. If the consequences were irreparable, then Secretary Guan would become a sinner in the Guan’s Village.

"Just don't sell it?"

"How could he take back the words after they have been released? What would other people think? This matter can not be decided by Secretary Guan alone. He said that your uncle went to the village head, and now it is impossible to take back." Papa Wang never thought about it.

"What should we do? Do we really want to watch eldest uncle contract the north mountain?"

Papa Wang sighed, "It is not without a solution. Secretary Guan said that if someone else in the Guan’s Village also wanted to contract, they would give priority to the natives of the village. Secretary Guan is now looking for people to drag relationships for this companion. "

Having said that, there was no family in the Guan’s Village that could afford millions of contractual fees. Otherwise, there would be a lot of people contracting in these one or two years.

"Dad, what do you think of our family?" Wang Cheng picked up the pillow and put it behind him, took a comfortable position to lie down, and hesitated before putting forward the idea. In fact, he already had a vague plan when he went back for the Mid-Autumn Festival. This idea was only formed at that time, and it was not until he just heard what Papa Wang said that he was more confident. He would definitely not work for Chu Yifeng's company for too long, and he didn’t have much interest in going to other companies like his big brother. To work under others, that kind of life was not suitable for him. According to his heart, he was ready to return to the Guan’s Village as soon as the deadline was reached. However, right now it was impossible to go around as usual, so he had to find something to take an interest in.

Papa Wang was a little hesitant, and it took a while for him to reflect on the meaning of his second son, "Chengcheng, do you want to contract the north mountain?" Although he knew that the second son was rich, he still felt it was a little incredible.

"I think this is feasible. Dad, you know, our family doesn't have to be in the building materials business, we don't have that foundation, but the mountain are so rich in resources- it's not just the wood." Wang Cheng didn't mind being a fruit farmer.

Papa Wang heard him say that, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it was. As far as he knew, there were actually a lot of medicinal resources in that mountain. After contracting, they could also do some medicinal materials business. In this way, they could protect the forest in the Guan’s village and could also make money. He wouldn’t throw any money into it, but money would be returned; he knew the situation of the second son.

“Let me discuss it with your mother and then give you a reply.”

"Alright."