Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

"Alright, alright, boss, stop with the official stuff. You want me to take you home, right? No problem, I'll call you a car right now, a private car... By the way, tell me where you live, otherwise I can't call one for you."

With trembling hands, Zhao Dazhu pulled his phone out of his pocket, opened the ride-hailing app, and selected the most expensive one.

Qi Gaolan quickly said, "No need for that... ordinary is fine."

"No way! You're the highest-ranking official in our county!"

Zhao Dazhu said with great determination.

Qi Gaolan was extremely embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

A few minutes later, a black Mercedes-Benz pulled up in front of Zhao Dazhu and Qi Gaolan.

This Mercedes is undoubtedly a luxury car, extremely expensive, costing more than eighty yuan for a short three-kilometer journey.

However, Zhao Dazhu doesn't feel sorry for him at all now.

Having the opportunity to befriend this female county magistrate is something many people dream of. He's seized the chance today, so why would he care about a few dozen yuan?

Sitting in the car, Zhao Dazhu had no interest in admiring the Mercedes-Benz luxury car; he was only focused on talking to Qi Gaolan.

Qi Gaolan is no longer so embarrassed. She is chatting and laughing, and she answers whatever Zhao Dazhu asks her.

In the blink of an eye, the black Mercedes-Benz arrived at the entrance of an old residential area near the train station.

"Chief Qi, we've arrived at your home... Is your home in this neighborhood?"

Zhao Dazhu was full of curiosity, feeling that the old residential area in front of him was not quite in line with Qi Gaolan's status as a female county head.

Qi Gaolan replied, "My mother's house is here, and my house is a little further away."

"Oh, I see." Zhao Dazhu nodded repeatedly.

Qi Gaolan added, "Also, my surname isn't Qi, it's Qi Gao."

"Qi Gao? Is that a surname?"

Zhao Dazhu scratched his head and asked.

"Yes, it's a compound surname."

Qi Gaolan explained with a smile.

Zhao Dazhu then said, "Alright, Magistrate Qi, this old man has remembered."

Qi Gaolan looked utterly hopeless.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Dazhu stood at the entrance of the residential area and waited.

Qi Gaolan came out of the residential area shortly after entering, holding several hundred-yuan bills in her hand.

"Grandpa, this money is for you. Thank you for saving me and taking me home today. You are a kind-hearted old man."

Qi Gaolan said sincerely.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's my pleasure."

Zhao Dazhu laughed.

Qi Gaolan tried to stuff the money into Zhao Dazhu's hand several times before finally managing to get it in. She also took out a business card and handed it to Zhao Dazhu.

"Sir, this is my personal phone number. If you encounter any problems that you can't solve in the future, just call me, and I will try my best to help you."

Qi Gaolan continued.

"Thank you so much!"

Zhao Dazhu was overjoyed, clutching Qi Gaolan's business card tightly, as if afraid a gust of wind would blow it away.

As soon as Qi Gaolan left, Zhao Dazhu quickly took out his phone and saved the phone number on the business card.

After putting away his phone, Zhao Dazhu brought the business card to his lips and kissed it twice.

"It's like a pillow being delivered just when you're sleepy... Wang Jianguo, you dog village chief, just you wait! I now know the female county head of our county. Once I get all the evidence against you, see how I deal with you!"

Zhao Dazhu muttered to himself, as if he could already see the wonderful scene of Wang Jianguo, that dog village chief, being thrown into jail.

I've spent almost a thousand yuan today.

Zhao Dazhu had never spent money so extravagantly in his life!

He hadn't paid much attention when he spent the money, but now that he thought about it, he felt a little heartache. So instead of taking a taxi, he walked towards the bus stop ahead.

I'm going to take a bus to the east gate of the county town, and then transfer to another bus back to Xinghua Village.

Just then, a woman's charming voice suddenly came from a small alleyway on the side of the street.

"Handsome, all alone? Want me to keep you company... Why is it a lousy old man? Get lost, you're such a killjoy!"

Zhao Dazhu looked at the alley with a puzzled expression and found that there was a row of hair salons in this winding alley.

Moreover, there were no streetlights in the alley, so the lighting was dim, but many young women were standing in the alley.

Could this be the legendary Perfume Street?

Zhao Dazhu had long heard that there was a mysterious alley near the Taohua County Railway Station.

There are many hair salons in that alley, but none of them are legitimate; they're the ones that do that kind of business!

Every evening, many hairdressers would solicit customers in that mysterious alley.

In addition, since these hairdressers mostly wear heavy makeup, the whole alley is filled with a strong perfume scent—that's where the name "Perfume Street" comes from!

Every time Zhao Dazhu heard people talk about Perfume Street and the hairdressers there, he felt a burning desire to try out those hairdressers.

But he had neither money nor knew the place, so he could only stare blankly.

But now it's different.

Not only did Zhao Dazhu become rich, but he also stumbled upon the legendary Perfume Street by sheer chance. Wouldn't it be a waste of an opportunity not to go in and take a look?

After hesitating for a while at the entrance of the alley, Zhao Dazhu finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and restlessness, so he mustered up his courage and stepped into the alley.

The hairdresser who had just mocked Zhao Dazhu now looked utterly disgusted.

"What are you doing here? You're a decrepit old man in your fifties or sixties, can you even use that thing of yours?"

The hairdresser said with great disdain.

"Whether my thing works or not, you'll know once you try it."

Zhao Dazhu said indignantly.

"I have no interest in doing business with you!"

The hairdresser snorted coldly, clearly looking down on Zhao Dazhu.

Zhao Dazhu was very unhappy and wanted to say something more.

Another hairdresser, who looked much more mature, walked over and took his arm.

No, this woman is over forty years old; she can no longer be called a hair salon girl, more like a senior hair salon lady.

"If she won't do business with you, I will! Old man, do you have any money?"

The hairdresser put her arm around Zhao Dazhu's and asked with a smile.

Zhao Dazhu looked at the woman, and his thirst intensified.

Although this older woman was not as young or as beautiful as Li Yujiao, her figure was also far inferior to Li Yujiao's.

But she's so sexy!

The seductive charm that this hairdresser has is something Li Yujiao doesn't possess!

This is the biggest difference between respectable women and fallen women!

Zhao Dazhu swallowed hard and said, "Of course I have the money, but it depends on whether your price is right. Even if I have the money, I can't be a sucker, right?"

"Yes, yes, that makes sense. Don't worry, it's not expensive."

The hairdresser said with a smile.

Zhao Dazhu then took the opportunity to ask, "So, how much do you charge for one night?"