My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"I guess he's here for tourism, too."

Yang Feng agreed casually, as if not taking it seriously.

The young couple seemed a little unhappy when they saw Yang Feng's nonchalant tone.

"Dude, you don't really understand the situation."

The man looked serious.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"My girlfriend is a local here, and she knows that there are factories all over the area now. Not all of the people who come here are tourists, but many people from the neighborhood who come here to find work."

The man said, "By the way, do you know where I'm from?"

"do not know."

"My home is in Dongbai City."

"That's next door. I have a relative there too. His last name is Zhou. It seems like there are a lot of people with that last name over there."

"Yes, yes, yes! My last name is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Dehua."

The man seemed to have found a confidant, and introduced: "This is my girlfriend. In addition to traveling this time, we actually want to see if there is anyone looking for a job here."

"I see."

"You may not know this, but this place near Donghe Town is very famous. Many of my relatives are looking for jobs here. The salary is not lower than those in big cities, and it's mainly close to home."

Zhou Dehua's happy expression.

The girl next to him also said: "This is fate. If the company's boss could come to invest in our house, we wouldn't even have to run these ten kilometers."

The girl lives near Donghe Town.

But when she thought that she was still more than ten kilometers away from Donghe Town, her face was still full of regret.

If so much investment could happen in my hometown, I would be able to take off as well.

Zhou Dehua was helpless and said, "This is fate. Hey... brother, why don't you seem to have any reaction at all?"

He thought Yang Feng was weird.

According to the people from Donghe Town whom I met before, they should be very excited when talking about this matter.

Yang Feng coughed dryly and said, "No, it's just... I don't know much about the situation, so I came back to take a look this time."

"Hey, no wonder."

Zhou Dehua nodded and said, "Then you should know what happened in Donghe Town in the past two years, right?"

“I’ve probably heard a little about it.”

"That's the one called...what was his name?"

Zhou Dehua wanted to think of a name, but couldn't say it.

It was his girlfriend who said at this time: "His name is Yang Feng, he is the big boss of Donghe Town."

"Yes, that's Yang Feng. I heard that it was him who brought hundreds of billions of investments back to his hometown. Look how booming his business is."

Zhou Dehua was full of envy and said, "Actually, I'm also a chef in the city. If my hometown can develop like this, then I can set up a tent at home to sell fast food and make a lot of money."

"Well, I see that many businesses here are doing well. You can actually open a store here."

"Yeah, so we both came here to check out the situation. I didn't expect that there would be so many people blocking the way."

Zhou Dehua sighed and said, "Fortunately, the road is still under construction. In a while, it will probably have six lanes."

"Look at your useless look. I heard an announcement from our town a few days ago saying that they are going to build an eight-lane highway."

His partner said.

Zhou Dehua laughed and said, "Then I'm still being conservative. Hey, brother, why don't you say anything? In fact, if there's anything you don't understand, you can also ask my girlfriend. She's been to Donghe Town a long time ago and is familiar with it."

"Yes, if you have any questions, you can ask me."

The girl was also enthusiastic and said, "I went to Donghe Town during the Dragon Boat Festival and saw Yang Feng that day."

"Pfft..."

Zhao Zhuwei, who had just taken a sip of beef soup nearby, couldn't help but cough and sprayed the soup onto the ground.

"Cough cough!"

She choked and quickly drank a sip of water before she felt better.

The girl was a little surprised by Zhao Zhuwei's sudden reaction and said, "This is..."

"Ignore her."

Yang Feng glared at Zhao Zhuwei unhappily.

Zhao Zhuwei couldn't help laughing, and after she recovered, she asked, "Where did you see Yang Feng?"

"It was in Donghe Town. There was a dragon boat race at that time."

The girl had a serious expression and said, "He was with someone that day, and it seemed like they were filming something, but I only heard from others later that he was Yang Feng."

"I see."

Zhao Zhuwei spoke while trying not to laugh.

The girl mentioned this, ignoring the fact that her boyfriend was standing next to her, and said, "I saw him that day and he looked quite handsome, especially his profile."

"Why didn't you tell me this?"

Zhou Dehua was also a little confused.

The girl had a smug look on her face and said, "I saw your profile that day, and you weren't there before. I just went there with my aunt."

"What does Yang Feng look like?"

"This one……"

The girl looked a little embarrassed.

Zhou Dehua looked puzzled and said, "Didn't you see it that day?"

"Well... well, I only saw his profile that day, and I didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't know that person was Yang Feng until he left."

Girl with embarrassed expression.

Zhou Dehua looked at him with disdain and said, "I thought you really saw it. I've watched his live broadcasts before, but he always used special effects to cover his face."

"Anyway, I just saw a profile."

The girl said, and then looked at Yang Feng and the other person opposite her, and said: "By the way, you are locals, you should have seen him."

“This… I guess I’ve seen it before.”

Yang Feng coughed dryly.

The girl was immediately excited and asked, "When did it happen? What did he look like?"

Her question made Zhou Dehua look at Yang Feng expectantly.

Yang Feng coughed dryly, not knowing what to say.

He looked at Zhao Zhuwei who was still trying to hold back her laughter and suddenly said, "Weren't you also there? And you saw it more detailed than I did. Tell me what he looked like."

"what?"

Zhao Zhuwei's smile suddenly stopped.

The girl and Zhou Dehua had already turned their heads and were looking at her expectantly.

Zhao Zhuwei coughed dryly and said, "How can I put it? He...has a face full of flesh, pockmarks all over, a big head, a big beer belly, and he's pretty fat..."

She began to exaggerate the situation and take revenge on Yang Feng for bringing the trouble upon herself.

Yang Feng was speechless after hearing this.

But as Zhou Dehua listened, he felt something was not right.

"Why does it sound like he is the chef in our kitchen?"

Zhou Dehua was a little confused.

The girl was also surprised and said, "That's not right. The Yang Feng I saw that day didn't seem to have a face full of fat."

"Boss, add some soup."

At this moment, Yang Feng turned around and spoke to the boss.

At this moment, the girl seemed to have discovered some shocking secret. She pointed at Yang Feng and said, "Hey! Right, right! The profile I saw that day looked a lot like him?!"