A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

After the song ended, Mawei Post Station officially opened for business.

Su Fan had just caught his breath when Old Zhang, who was in charge of the village's passenger transport, came running over, his face covered in sweat and his voice trembling: "Xiao Fan, something terrible has happened!"

Before Su Fan could speak, Pan Lei and Wei Zhirang asked first, "What happened?"

Old Zhang, panting heavily, wiped the sweat from his face: "The train station and airport don't have enough buses to pick people up! There are too many people coming; all the buses have been dispatched, and there are still hundreds of people waiting!"

Su Fan smiled and said, "This is good news, Director Wei. I'll have to trouble you with this now."

Without saying a word, Wei Zhirang took out his phone and dialed the number.

"Immediately dispatch vehicles from other scenic spots, including tour buses and minibuses, to the train station and airport. Yes, tourists cannot be allowed to linger now. I will take responsibility if any problems arise."

Pan Lei reacted quickly and immediately gave instructions: "Old Zhang, notify everyone in the village who has a car. Go door to door and tell them to requisition it. Anyone with an empty seat, drive it to the station to pick people up. The village will cover the gas money!"

At this moment, Su Fan said, "Uncle Pan, with more people, we need to plan for accommodation in advance. If the hotels and guesthouses are full, quickly contact the town to reserve rooms there as well, so that tourists don't have nowhere to sleep when they arrive."

Pan Lei slapped his forehead: "Right, right, I'll go and communicate with them right away!"

He took two steps, but Wei Zhirang stopped him again: "Secretary Pan, I'll have the city issue the document directly, and it will be sent to the town within half an hour. That would be more efficient."

All parties have mobilized.

In the parking lot, the bus that had just returned hadn't even had time to turn off before the dispatcher sent it back to the station.

Several young people in the village who drive their own cars took the initiative to drive out, tear off a piece of paper, write "Free Pick-up and Drop-off" on it, and stick it on their windshields.

The hotel owners in town received a call and vacated their rooms.

Looking at the bustling scene, Su Fan felt an indescribable sense of peace.

Just then, Ye Yao found him and said directly, "I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble with Ye Xuan's matter."

Su Fan said nonchalantly, "No need for an apology. To put it bluntly, I never considered him an opponent."

Ye Yao listened, feeling a mix of emotions. He knew that Su Fan wasn't just saying things out of anger; he genuinely didn't take Ye Xuan seriously.

She didn't want to continue this discussion, so she asked directly, "Is there still a chance for me with your travel platform?"

Su Fan countered, "Do you mean in my personal name or in the name of Tengfei Group?"

Is there a difference?

"Of course I do. I hold grudges, but I also know right from wrong. I don't take Ye Xuan seriously, but Tengfei Group is targeting me. So, I don't want a single penny of Tengfei's money."

Ye Yao sighed: "Personally, I don't plan to involve the group either."

Su Fan nodded: "Okay then, 5%, that's all."

Ye Yao did not haggle over this share.

She knew that five points wasn't much, but it was already a token of Su Fan's sincerity.

Su Fan didn't transfer his dislike for Ye Xuan onto her, nor did he hold Tengfei Group accountable to her; he had already clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment.

Ye Yao nodded.

At this moment, Su Fan suggested, "By the way, here's a piece of advice: don't hand Tengfei over to Ye Xuan. Otherwise, you won't even know how you disappeared. If you want to compete, I can cheer you on."

Why did you help me?

"Don't get me wrong, I just don't like Ye Xuan. Although I don't consider him a rival, I still want to kick this annoying guy if I get the chance."

Su Fan spoke frankly and bluntly.

Ye Yao's face darkened, and she didn't continue on that topic. Instead, she asked, "By the way, there's something I wanted to ask you. Back then, besides the He family sending a message through my uncle, Grandpa Xu also personally went to see my grandfather. He was very determined to protect you. Are you very familiar with the Xu family?"

Su Fan was stunned for a moment.

He knew that He Shengyan's intervention was due to Qu Feiming's influence. However, he had never met the old man, Xu Shuhan, and the matter of saving Xu Meng was merely repaying a favor. It was unnecessary for the old man to personally visit him.

Su Fan racked his brains for a few moments but couldn't figure it out, so he simply gave up and casually said, "Maybe it's because my master is more powerful."

Ye Yao knew that Su Fan was unwilling to elaborate, and there was no point in pressing him further, so she nodded in agreement, her tone tinged with emotion: "It seems that Elder Qu really treats you very well."

"Alright, Miss Ye, I have other things to attend to, so I won't keep you company any longer."

After Su Fan left, he went to find Aunt Liu and the others.

Fang Cheng and Zhao Jie stood on either side of her. Aunt Liu was looking up at the antique-style plaque, her eyes still red and wet with tears.

Su Fan walked over, a playful smile on his face, "Aunt Liu, I'm the village chief now, haven't I embarrassed you?"

Aunt Liu was amused by him and gently patted him on the shoulder: "You silly child."

After laughing, Aunt Liu became serious again, took Su Fan's hand, and lowered her voice as if she were telling him something very important: "Xiao Fan, now that you're the village chief, you have to think about the villagers. Remember, you can't make mistakes when it comes to money. So many people have been ruined by money."

Su Fan nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Aunt Liu, I'm not interested in money."

He said this in a very serious tone.

But to Fang Cheng and Zhao Jie, it sounded incredibly irritating.

After chatting for a while, Aunt Liu, thinking about the little ones in the yard, said it was time to go back.

Knowing he couldn't dissuade her, Su Fan drove her back to the orphanage.

Back at Mawei Post Station, Fang Cheng said, "The tavern opens tonight, you should come and support it."

Su Fan said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be there."

I had dinner with several leaders from the Culture and Tourism Bureau.

Qi Tongwei, Zhou Haiyang, and Chen Fushui were all present, with Wei Zhiran accompanying them.

After a few drinks, the conversation flowed freely, and the leaders took turns raising their glasses. Su Fan didn't want to refuse, so he forced himself to drink a few more glasses.

Sensing something was amiss, Su Fan said, "Distinguished leaders, my alcohol tolerance is really limited. If I drink any more, I'll have to sing 'The Drunken Concubine' for you all right here."

The crowd laughed.

Su Fan casually pulled Qin Shen, who was sitting next to him, up: "Next, my brother Shen will keep you company. He's from the Northeast, and his drinking capacity is bottomless."

Qin Shen stared wide-eyed at Su Fan, but before he could speak, Su Fan waved to Jiang Yi at another table: "Brother Jiang, come here!"

Jiang Yi walked over with a wine glass in his hand, looking completely bewildered.

Su Fan pushed him toward Qin Shen and said with a smile, "Shandong and Northeast, two unparalleled talents. Leaders, your opponents tonight are these two."

Jiang Yi, however, was not intimidated. He raised his glass and began to walk in circles.

Seeing how fierce Jiang Yi was, Qin Shen felt a little more at ease.

He knew Jiang Yi was a good drinker, but he didn't know that this Shandong man couldn't hold his liquor for more than a few rounds at drinking parties within the system.

Little did they know that their drinking session would lead to another vow.

"From today onwards, I (Qin Shen and Jiang Yi) will never drink with people within the system again, even if it means dying!"