Failing the Village Chief Election Shocks the Entire Village with a Ten Million Investment

The loudspeaker at the village entrance broadcasted...

The entire village sprang into action...

"Yoho... isn't that your Village Chief's voice? Can you even win the election?" Nuwa asked with great interest.

"I'm a millionaire, after all. Within a ten-mile radius, I'm definitely the richest. If I spread the word, the girls looking for marriage would queue up all the way to France..."

Chen Xuan proudly puffed out his chest. With tens of millions in his pocket, he walked with a swagger.

"Heh heh... such an interesting little fellow. For some reason, I really want to twist his dog head off." Nuwa chuckled and followed.

In the village's communal basketball court...

One person from each household attended. A deputy town mayor and some minor officials from the town were present, making the occasion very grand. After all, Chen Family Village hadn't had a new village chief in a long time.

"Haha... fellow villagers, Village Chief Chen Wei is getting old and plans to step down. With the government's approval, today we will elect a new village chief for Chen Family Village..."

"Under the recommendation of the old village chief, Chen Xuan, Chen Wang, and Chen Haicheng are running for village chief. All three have brought benefits to the village. I hope you all vote wisely; it concerns your future development..."

Under the deputy town mayor's announcement, no one raised any objections.

In such a poor and remote place, being the village chief of a destitute village only paid a few hundred yuan a year. Even a dog would shake its head at such a position, so naturally, not many people were willing.

But upon hearing Chen Xuan's name, many people became displeased...

"What? Chen Xuan, that scoundrel, is also running? We'll vote for Chen Wang, or Chen Haicheng. That ungrateful wretch, we can't elect him, even if he's a useless village chief..."

"Right, right... he just sold a few watermelons, what's he so proud of? We absolutely cannot elect him, he'll ruin the place..."

"Everyone, don't vote for this ungrateful wretch. We'd rather let our watermelons rot in the fields than have him help us sell them. I won't vote for him, look at him showing off..."

A crowd of villagers grumbled and cursed, their faces filled with righteous indignation, as if looking at an enemy. Their eyes blazed, and their boundless anger was about to erupt.

Faced with this scene, the old village chief Chen Wei shook his head. The position of village chief probably couldn't be handed over to Chen Xuan. Since it had been reported to the town, it had to proceed this way.

"Heh heh... your original ideal was to help the village develop. Such a noble aspiration, yet you've become the village's enemy. Do you regret it?" Nuwa asked calmly, observing everything.

"If one is not envied, they are a mediocre talent. I naturally take it in stride. Why would I regret it?" Chen Xuan replied with a faint smile.

"You are my person. Your perspective on things is naturally not that of ordinary mortals. Otherwise, I'd just swat you to death." Nuwa snorted, acting rather haughty.

"Absolutely..." Chen Xuan smiled. Being acknowledged by a Primordial World powerhouse was not an easy journey.

In the central area...

After the voting ended, the deputy town mayor took the ballot box and began counting the votes one by one. The results were quickly determined: Chen Wang received 105 votes, Chen Haicheng received 98 votes, and Chen Xuan only got 30 votes...

"The result of this vote is clear. Chen Wang has won and will be the next village chief of Chen Family Village. Please welcome Village Chief Chen Wang to speak..." the deputy town mayor announced with a laugh.

"Thank you all, uncles and elders, for your votes. I, Chen Wang, will definitely lead everyone on the path to prosperity. I've met a big boss from the city who plans to lead everyone in planting sugar tangerines. We'll change all the fields; rice cultivation doesn't earn much..."

Chen Wang, around thirty years old, looked smug.

He had planted sugar tangerines, emperor tangerines, and Mashui tangerines in the village, earning tens of thousands of yuan annually. The villagers hoped he would lead the entire village to prosperity.

"Chen Wang is great! He'll definitely lead us. Don't be like those ungrateful wretches..."

"Exactly... look at Chen Xuan, that guy. He looks decent, but he cheated the villagers without hesitation."

"Yeah... he'd rather let our watermelons rot than accept help. I even gave him some eggs when he was going to college back then. It turns out educated people are often heartless and ungrateful..."

A group of people couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks, constantly complaining that Chen Xuan hadn't helped them, watching the watermelons ripen in the fields with indifference. They truly had black hearts.

"You're simply being unreasonable! Who tore up the contract first and made a big scene at my door? Now you're calling others heartless and ungrateful?" the old village chief Chen Wei yelled angrily.

"Old Village Chief... what you're saying is wrong. If someone offers a higher price, you naturally choose them. The Milin Hotel tearing up the contract later was the hotel's problem..."

"Everyone watched Chen Xuan grow up. All his year-round labor was wasted. Is he really that heartless? As the saying goes, there are no unfilial children, only unfilial parents. We're all neighbors; helping out is just helping out. Doesn't he have any feelings at all..."

Chen Wang, now the village chief, accused them sternly, resonating with the crowd. As a member of the village, one must unconditionally serve the collective.

The old village chief Chen Wei's face turned purple. Being refuted by a junior, and so unreasonably, he was about to reprimand him...

"Since that's the case, why don't you take over?" Chen Xuan stepped forward.

"Chen Xuan... you're just a petty person. Why should I take over your problems?" Chen Wang retorted directly.

"You say it's someone else's problem, so why should I take it over? Bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If you have the guts, go sue Milin Hotel..." Chen Xuan said grimly.

"You..." Chen Wang was momentarily stunned.

Chen Xuan glanced at everyone. The entanglement of interests was truly a complex issue. He sighed and said, "Today is truly lively. I originally planned to invest ten million to contract land in Chen Family Village and start an agricultural development project. Now it seems some people don't need to be involved..."

"Town Mayor... can I bypass the village chief and directly request a hundred mu of land from you?"

Hiss...

Everyone gasped. Ten million investment, what a terrifying sum. In an era where even millionaires were rare, unless it was a first-tier city, such an investment would shock even the town mayor...

"Impossible... absolutely impossible... What kind of concept is ten million? Chen Xuan... are you going to die if you don't brag?" Chen Wang, who had seen a lot, certainly didn't believe it.

Without further ado, Chen Xuan took out his phone and showed a text message to the deputy town mayor. It was a confirmation of ten million yuan deposited into his account. The deputy town mayor's breathing quickened.

"Good, good... Comrade Chen Xuan is truly admirable. As the saying goes, returning home rich is like walking in brocade clothes. If you invest ten million in our town, I guarantee you land, preferential treatment, and various discounts..." Deputy Town Mayor Zhang Deming laughed heartily.

"Town Mayor... I only have one condition. Those who called me ungrateful don't need to contract any land. Originally, I didn't push the watermelons to let everyone learn a lesson and respect credit and contracts..."

"When there's an opportunity, I'll lead everyone to prosperity. Instead, I've become a clown. It's hard to be a good person..."

"But those who follow me are guaranteed to have meat and soup..."

Chen Xuan responded powerfully, because most people still supported him.

Most of those who were unhappy with Chen Xuan turned pale, not daring to meet his gaze. Only a portion stubbornly refused to admit their mistakes.

A factory owner once said, "I can manage a factory of tens of thousands of people, but I can't reason with a farming old man, because their self-knowledge is their truth."

"Uncle Chen Wei... Please help me out recently. Request a hundred mu of land from the town. I'll give the money to Mom and Dad. If it's not enough, find him." After Chen Xuan sorted things out, he took Nuwa with him and left.

Along the way...

"Little Xuanzi... Aren't you afraid the villagers will cause trouble later?" Nuwa, being an ancestor, understood human greed.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'll leave them be for now and see how they perform later. It's my hometown, after all. I won't be too heartless..." Chen Xuan sighed.

"It doesn't concern this palace anyway..." Nuwa smiled calmly, regaining her ethereal goddess demeanor.

Returning home...

His parents were terrified to hear that Chen Xuan had become a nouveau riche and had contracted a hundred mu of land in one go. They rushed back to inquire.

"Son... Are you crazy? How much is a hundred mu of land? You're throwing money down the drain."

"Yes... What are we going to plant on a hundred mu of land? If farming could make you rich, the land would have been plowed to pieces long ago..."

His parents, being lifelong small farmers, had a limited perspective. Land didn't grow gold.

"Don't worry. Besides watermelons, vegetables, various melons and fruits, and farming... I can handle it all." Chen Xuan analyzed one by one, calming his parents. He asked them to help manage things and handed them his bank card.

"My son has grown up..." Dad Chen sighed.

"That's a given. Tomorrow is the temple fair. You two should go pray to the gods and give us a grandson," Mom Chen said, looking at Nuwa.

Chen Xuan almost dropped his teacup...

Nuwa was stunned. How did she get dragged into this melon-eating drama?