And so, a line of seven cars drove toward Wu Dong's house.
Truth be told, a convoy of seven cars looked quite spectacular in this era.
Especially the GAZ driven by Wang An; with its pointed snout and monkey-like features mixed in among a bunch of square-faced jeeps, it looked like a total attention-seeker, incredibly eye-catching.
Someone who didn't know better would think some important leader was sitting inside.
As for the six jeeps, they were naturally responsible for guarding the "big leader" inside the GAZ.
In a short while, the group arrived together at Wu Dong's house.
When Wang An lifted a bucket full of forest frogs off the car, Wu Dong, Zhang Shuya, and the others gathered around.
Seeing so many forest frogs, all of them large females, Wu Dong said in shock while rummaging through them
"Holy shit! These hashma are really great; they really are all females?"
Wang An gave a嘿嘿 (hehe) laugh and said with a look of great righteousness
"Of course they have to be! This is food for my dear big brother and sisters. You all work so hard, so I naturally had to painstakingly select them over and over again. Even if they were off by just a tiny bit, they wouldn't do!"
As he said the last sentence, Wang An extended his left hand and pressed his thumb against the pad of his pinky finger, as if to emphasize that even a gap as small as a pinky tip was unacceptable.
Most importantly, Wang An's expression while speaking was incredibly earnest, as if he had gone through countless hardships and overcome ten thousand obstacles just so Wu Dong and Zhang Shuya could eat the biggest and best forest frogs.
Unfortunately, their relationship was as close as could be; who didn't know Wang An's character?
Wasn't he obviously just fishing for credit, trying to make everyone feel grateful toward him so he could continue to ignore the pharmaceutical plant and the motorcycle factory and live his carefree little life?
Therefore, after Wang An finished speaking, Wu Dong said indifferently
"Not bad. Keep it up in the future!"
Wang Shuai patted Wang An on the shoulder and said encouragingly
"You did a great job this time. Keep working hard next time."
He Liang nodded with a smile and said
"It's alright. Passable."
Ma Guoqiang gave Wang An a flat look, speaking like a boss to an employee
"Maintain this standard. There is still room for improvement."
After these four finished, they turned and entered the house one by one, not a single person offering to help Wang An carry the bucket.
Although Sun Nian and Zhang Shuya didn't say anything, they also turned and followed them inside.
However, as soon as those two entered, the house was immediately filled with the sound of everyone's suppressed laughter.
But after hearing what everyone had to say, the expression on Wang An's face froze. The main thing was that his painstakingly calculated bid for credit had not only failed to bring gratitude but had somehow resulted in him being lectured?
What do you mean "keep it up" and "keep working hard"? These are wild hashma; what "room for improvement" are we talking about? These are already the biggest ones, okay? Where is there any more room?
Having just realized this, Wang An was about to speak, only to find that everyone had gone inside, leaving him alone there in a daze.
Wang An stared blankly at the doorway, sighed, and then carried the bucket into the house.
Day by day, his once flawless acting was clearly becoming ineffective! What was he supposed to do?
Mainly, Wang An was well aware that these guys were clearly dissatisfied with him nesting at home every day!
Once inside, the helplessness on Wang An's face vanished, replaced by an enthusiastic look as he said to the group
"Today, I'll let you taste my cooking again. How about I make a table of hashma for the meeting? Hahahaha!"
After Wang An finished, Ma Guoqiang said with a smile
"Mm-hmm, then hurry up and go. I'm hungry."
He Liang lifted an eyelid and also said with a smile
"Then we'll trouble you, Xiao An."
Wu Dong pointed to the outer room and said
"My house has all the cooking gear you need. Take your time; there's no rush."
Sun Nian smiled faintly
"Then we'll just wait to eat the finished product."
Wang Shuai and Zhang Shuya said nothing, simply watching Wang An's performance with beaming smiles without exposing him.
Wang An waved his hand and patted his chest, saying very gallantly and generously
"Of course you'll eat the finished product! None of you worry about a thing; today, your little brother will treat you all well."
With that, Wang An turned and went to the outer room to get busy.
What Wang An didn't know was that while he was working fervently in the kitchen, Wu Dong, Zhang Shuya, and the others were conspiring about the issue of getting him to come to the county seat.
To say "conspiring" might be too much; it was more of an open discussion. The only abnormal part was that the subject of the plot, Wang An, was not present.
The reason everyone had to do this was actually a move of desperation, mainly because everyone had their own primary jobs to do.
Although He Liang and Ma Guoqiang's official jobs were devoid of any actual work day by day, they couldn't just work on side businesses and never show up to the office; that would be a bit too outrageous.
But as the scar-removal cream was exported in large quantities to earn foreign exchange, motorcycle sales began to skyrocket, and the gold shop required someone to frequently preside over the situation, the number of matters requiring a boss's decision increased.
Unfortunately, Wu Dong was the head of Wuzhuang, and Zhang Shuya was the head of the Public Security Bureau; neither could frequently leave their posts.
Sun Nian was not suited for heavy lifting, and Wang Shuai and He Liang were currently primarily responsible for the gold shop affairs, with He Liang also busy with foreign exchange and the import of motorcycle parts and production lines.
Thus, only Ma Guoqiang was left to oversee the pharmaceutical plant, the motorcycle factory, and the motorcycle shop, which was truly becoming too much to handle.
Therefore, these six "second-generation" elites were pondering how to stop Wang An from hiding in leisure at home and get him to come to the county seat to help.
However, Wang An had never been very interested in the factory's affairs, which left the group feeling quite helpless.
Ma Guoqiang said with a sigh
"Who's going to tell Xiao An in a bit? You saw it yourselves; I just told him to move to the county seat, and he wouldn't listen."
After Ma Guoqiang finished, He Liang said
"Your attitude before speaking to him was wrong. You have to be firmer; you can't use a negotiating tone."
Ma Guoqiang glanced sideways at He Liang and said irritably
"You're really something. If my attitude was wrong and he still didn't come, why didn't you say anything?"
He Liang blinked and said
"I hadn't figured out how to say it yet, and you went ahead and said it first. I couldn't find a way to jump in."
Ma Guoqiang frowned and said impatiently
"Stop talking about useless things. This matter must be resolved today. Otherwise, once Xiao An goes home, who among you can get him to come back?"