Zhang Weihong, Mei Jin, and Zhang Caixin were top-tier beauties wherever they went.
Yang Yuxin and Gu Jiahui, one slightly older and one slightly younger, were undoubtedly beauties as well.
Even Li Xiaobin was a rare beauty produced by Chaori, one seldom seen locally.
Only now did Feng Jun realize that there seemed to be a problem with the people he had brought to witness the ceremony this time.
On the way here, he had driven a car by himself and had not felt anything, but once they sat down at the table, something felt off.
Luohua Manor had sent eight people. Aside from him and Gao Qiang, the other six were all women—and most importantly, none of those six women were unattractive.
Even Zhang Junyi quietly asked him, "Son, which one do you like? You could have just brought back the one you had your eye on."
When the banquet reached its climax, Director Deng, the head of the Agriculture and Forestry Department, arrived with County Magistrate Chi Zhijie.
County Magistrate Chi had only been transferred here at the beginning of the year, neatly missing Feng Jun's homecoming trip. He was also someone who wanted to accomplish something, so he knew about several capable people who had emerged in the county.
He had heard some things about Feng Jun, but at first, he had not paid much attention. What county did not have a few people like that?
Times had changed. Not everyone cared so much about returning home in glory. The better someone developed elsewhere, the less likely they were to return.
That was not because people had become less attached to their roots. It was simply because major cities offered far better platforms and far more opportunities.
Even for those starting their own businesses, big cities made