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In the village, even if you don't have a driver's license, no one checks, as long as you don't cause a traffic accident, you're fine.
The cement road in Chen Village is now almost complete, expected to be finished in just two or three days. The road is quite wide, extending all the way to the town, and even has two lanes. Zhao Youquan must have invested heavily this time.
"This is all my hard-earned money!"
Seeing the spacious cement road, Zhao Youquan's face bears a smile, but his heart is bleeding.
Over the years, the perks he skimmed off in the village were all sunk into this road. In other words, his years as village chief might as well have been for nothing—not only did he achieve no notable success, he didn't benefit personally either.
Just then, a luxury car approached from a distance. Zhao Youquan's heart tensed, wondering if it could be Wang Hao bringing the county head over.
