The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

Chen Erbao helped a drunk Chen Daniu to the bedroom to rest. When he came out, he found Qin Lan already leaning against the sofa, her eyes sultry. Her legs were pressed lightly together, her face was flushed, and her red lips were slightly parted.

She was wearing loose loungewear, and the snowy peaks of her chest stretched the fabric taut. Her fair, slender arms were crossed lightly over her chest, accentuating her already magnificent bosom.

"Sister Lan, what have you been busy with lately? Are you tired? I can give you a massage."

Chen Erbao had also had a fair bit to drink. He loosened his waistband and strode over, asking in a low voice.

Qin Lan gave him a playful glare with her beautiful eyes.

"Hurry up, don't take too long. You're a celebrity now. If this goes on for too long, someone is bound to notice..."

"You got it!"

With his orders received, Chen Erbao immediately scooped Qin Lan up in his arms and headed for the guest room.

By the time they reached the guest room, Chen Erbao's pants had already fallen down, and all the buttons on Qin Lan's top had been undone, the fabric hanging loosely off her shoulders.

Chen Erbao tossed Qin Lan onto the bed and started to go down on her.

Every woman was different, and Chen Erbao had sampled enough to become a connoisseur.

"Slow down..."

With a muffled groan, Qin Lan's brow furrowed slightly, but her long, pale legs still rose into the air.

Chen Erbao didn't waste any more time. He floored it, sinking deep inside her with a single thrust. Then he unleashed a furious barrage, pounding away relentlessly.

It's always more fun to drive a car that isn't yours.

You don't have to worry about maintenance afterward, and you can go all out, not caring about a few scratches and dents.

With a final roar, they collapsed onto the bed in an embrace.

Qin Lan rested her face against Chen Erbao's firm chest, one hand gently stroking his length.

"Er Bao, your business is getting really big now!"

Her words carried a double meaning.

Even with the afterglow of pleasure, Chen Erbao's mind was perfectly clear.

"It's just a small operation. Medicine King Hall takes the biggest cut. I'm basically just working for them."

"That's still amazing! Who in our village is doing as well as you?"

Qin Lan continued to flatter him.

Chen Erbao fell silent. 'He knew Qin Lan probably wanted to ask him for something.'

'This was the downside of being famous. All sorts of acquaintances would come out of the woodwork asking for favors. If it were anyone else, Chen Erbao would have just refused, but Qin Lan was different.'

'Their relationship was a bit strange. Although they couldn't be open about it, there was no friction between them in private.'

"Sister Lan, what is it you want to say?"

'He guessed Qin Lan might want to find a job for Chen Daniu.'

'But there was no way he would agree to that.'

'He knew exactly what kind of person Chen Daniu was. If he came to work at his factory, he would definitely turn the place upside down.'

Qin Lan seemed to sense Chen Erbao's displeasure, but after a long hesitation, she bit her lower lip and spoke.

"My younger brother dropped out of high school, and he's just idle with nothing to do right now..."

Hearing this, Chen Erbao breathed a sigh of relief internally.

'As long as it wasn't an unreliable person like Chen Daniu, it was fine.'

"No problem, Sister Lan. Since you're the one asking, have him come over in a couple of days so I can meet him. Then I'll arrange a suitable position. But I have to say this upfront: some positions require certain skills. If he's not a good fit, I won't play favorites..."

Qin Lan was overjoyed.

"I know, I know. You just arrange whatever you think is best. Anything will do. My brother is an honest person, and he's a hard worker who isn't afraid of tough jobs. He couldn't be a manager even if you offered it to him!"

"Alright then. We'll talk more after I meet him in a couple of days."

'There were plenty of jobs on the back mountain construction team, and even more in the factory. It would be easy to find a spot for him.'

'It couldn't be too important, but it couldn't be too tiring either. A cushy position would be perfect.'

'After all, he wanted to keep enjoying this "white tiger" in the future!'

"By the way, is the face mask you sell really that magical?"

Qin Lan had heard the village gossips talking about it before, but she'd never had a chance to see it for herself.

She had watched the broadcast on TV, but she didn't quite believe something so magical could really exist.

Chen Erbao chuckled.

"Next time I come, I'll bring you two of them!"

"Okay!"

Qin Lan was blooming with joy. 'Regardless of the effect, the price was a solid one thousand yuan a piece!'

'How could she ever afford such expensive cosmetics!'

Qin Lan felt the battering ram in her hand begin to stir with renewed vigor. Her beautiful eyes filled with passion, and she leaned down.

Her jet-black hair fell forward, hiding her face.

Her bright red lips were stretched open in an instant. Chen Erbao sucked in a sharp breath of pleasure, leaning back comfortably against the headboard to watch Qin Lan's skillful performance.

After quite some time, when Qin Lan's jaw was starting to ache, Chen Erbao finally patted her rounded rear.

Understanding the signal, Qin Lan turned around and presented her pale, upturned bottom.

SLAP!

"..."

...

'A dark and windy night, perfect for murder...'

'Uh, wrong scenario!'

Chen Erbao took advantage of the moonlight and scurried back home.

It was already late. Chen Erbao took a quick shower, lay down on his bed, and drifted off to sleep.

'With today's perfect launch, the Dream Fantasia mud mask had completely made a name for itself in Hongyuan City. He was confident sales would be great tomorrow.'

'With two factories working together, they could produce over three hundred regular masks a day. That added up to over three hundred thousand yuan in revenue. After subtracting costs for labor, raw materials, and transportation, the profit was nearly three hundred thousand.'

'After giving Medicine King Hall and Lin Zhiqing their twenty percent cut, Chen Erbao's net profit was around two hundred thousand yuan a day.'

'And that was with the factory workers still being inexperienced. Once they got the hang of it in a few days, producing eight hundred to a thousand a day shouldn't be a problem.'

'At that point, he could expand the factories again and aim to produce ten thousand masks a day. Then he'd have Medicine King Hall promote it online, expand to other regions, and eventually capture the national market. If that happened, Chen Erbao would probably become the richest man in Hongyuan City very soon!'

'But he couldn't rush things. He had to take it slow.'

'For now, Chen Erbao's top priority was breaking through to the next Realm!'

'Otherwise, with his current Qi Refining Third Layer strength, he wouldn't be able to handle personally preparing ten thousand masks a day!'

'A thousand wasn't a problem, though.'

'Once he reached the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, his Spiritual Power should undergo a qualitative change, and things would get much easier.'

'Bai Xiaoqing, Fang Yun, and Qiu Shuzhen were watching the factory, and Chen Dabao was watching the back mountain project. He could relax and go back to the city with Zhao Ruoying tomorrow to help her uncle with his illness.'

'Zhao Ruoying hadn't been very clear about it. He wondered what kind of illness it was. Could it be something embarrassing?'

With a thousand thoughts running through his mind, Chen Erbao gradually drifted off to sleep.

...

The rooster crowed as the eastern sky grew bright.

Chen Erbao did a kip-up, springing from his bed. He washed his face, then went out into the courtyard to practice his forms in the morning sun.

Under the sunlight, Chen Erbao's entire body was bathed in a golden glow.

The solid, bulging muscles coiled over his powerful frame. Combined with his solemn, serious expression and closed eyes, he looked like a statue of a Buddha.

'But even if he were a Buddha, Chen Erbao would have to be a Buddha of Bliss!'

In his Dantian, invisible to the naked eye, pink Spiritual Power, so dense it seemed tangible, slowly rotated around the center, forming a pink vortex.

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