Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

The moment the word "interview" was uttered, the entire room fell silent.

Yang Jun's chopsticks trembled uncontrollably, and he immediately slammed them onto the table.

"Brother, a local reporter is specifically interviewing you?!"

Yang Bai nodded. "That's right, they personally came to the countryside to interview me. They gave me a solo interview because I'm a model worker in maritime production."

The city reporters who came to the countryside probably wanted to gather material for their stories.

Yang Jun downed two more small glasses of baijiu. "That's amazing, Brother Yang! The whole village will be lining the streets to welcome you tomorrow, won't they?"

When have reporters ever come to the village before? This time, the reporters are really here. Secretary Ma must be jumping for joy.

It can also improve the village's image.

Chen Dahai nodded. "Xiao Jun is right. Xiao Yang, could you take me on camera? I think I look photogenic, don't I?"

He straightened his hair and straightened his back.

Yang Bai chuckled. "You're a big shot. Besides, whether you can get on or not isn't up to me."

Chen Dahai looked regretful. "Xiao Yang, you have no taste. I'm considered one of the best-looking guys in the village, right? How can you say I'm not good enough? If my name were published, the number of people chasing after me would stretch from the village all the way to the capital tomorrow."

He also drank two ounces of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and his face was flushed as he boasted.

Yang Bai lowered his head and smiled.

"Then I could even get a spot in Washington, D.C."

"Bro, what's peanut stew? The US can come up with such a weird place name and even stew peanuts in it."

Yang Jun sipped his wine, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Dahai explained.

"I told you to read more books, but you wouldn't listen. What peanut stew? That's Washington, the old nest of the American imperialists."

"Oh, I see."

Yang Jun picked up a piece of braised pork and nodded.

After three rounds of drinks, Yang Jun didn't drink too much because he had business to attend to in the afternoon. This was a testament to the self-control he had developed while working alongside Yang Bai.

Normally, if he gets drunk, he'll definitely fall asleep immediately.

The two rode away on Yang Bai's tricycle.

Su Wanqiu was operating a sewing machine to make clothes for her fellow villagers, while Zhang Ning was working on advanced mathematics problems.

Seeing that the two women also had things to do, Yang Bai began to clear away the dishes and set them out.

Qiaoqiao ran out to play.

Yang Bai sat in the chair, enjoying a moment of peace. He became more and more fascinated as he looked at Su Wanqiu's face as she worked diligently.

It's been a long time since I've appreciated the looks of these two women. I have to say, the original owner was a scoundrel, but his taste in women was impeccable.

He married two beautiful wives at once.

It's pleasing to the eye just to look at.

His gaze drifted toward Zhang Ning, who was doing her homework. She was focused on her work and was wearing a loose white shirt at home.

With her body slightly lowered, that snow-white skin was almost spilling out.

Yang Bai's gaze was drawn to it.

I swallowed hard.

His gaze returned to Su Wanqiu's curves, and he noticed that both of them had large breasts, but the size of their breasts differed.

It appears even more attractive under the midday sun.

Just like the Earth to the Sun, the Moon to the Earth, and his snow-white skin to the two women.

Zhang Ning felt Yang Bai's gaze. She lowered her head and continued working on her problems, but her ears turned red.

"Yang Bai, stop looking! If you keep looking, I'll poke your eyes out with my pen."

Her words were somewhat threatening, but they sounded even more endearing when combined with her soft tone.

Yang Bai shook his head. "No, I just like watching. If you gouge out my eyes, I won't even be able to get out of bed."

Su Wanqiu stopped pedaling the sewing machine, her cold eyes flashing, and picked up the scissors.

"Don't you dare bully Ningning! Look at mine now, and don't disturb her studies, or I'll make you shrink an inch down there!"

She gestured with her scissors toward Yang Bai.

"Come sit over here quickly."

Yang Bai: "......."

All he wanted to say was that he loved watching both women.

Yang Bai moved the chair in front of Su Wanqiu, who unbuttoned two buttons on her chest, put down the scissors, and continued making clothes by stepping on the pedal.

He looked at the constantly trembling white clouds and coughed softly.

"Um, I'm going to take a shower first."

Yang Bai stood up abruptly, unable to bear it; he really couldn't stand the icy beauty who was as fierce as a wolf.

The two women looked at each other and smiled as they watched Yang Bai run to the toilet to take a cold shower without even boiling water.

Su Wanqiu shook her head and said, "This is the way to deal with a man like that."

Zhang Ning put down her pen, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Sister Wanqiu is still the best."

"Ultimately, we've just been too tired these past few days, and we haven't been satisfied. Ningning, how about I give you two some space tonight?"

Su Wanqiu spoke frankly, saying that she felt Yang Bai and Zhang Ning had done everything they could.

Zhang Ning's face turned as red as an apple the moment she was teased, and she shook her head repeatedly.

"No, it really won't work."

Su Wanqiu's gaze fell on the wardrobe.

"What about Yang Bai wearing a suit? You still don't want to?"

Zhang Ning's gaze froze as she imagined Yang Bai in a suit, sweating profusely at night. Her throat went dry, and her hand trembled as she picked up the water glass.

Her heart was pounding in her throat; the process was too exciting and thrilling for her.

"If I wear a suit, I'm afraid my heart will stop beating at night."

Zhang Ning's mind went blank, and the words slipped out unconsciously.

When she came to her senses, she waved her hands repeatedly.

"No, no, Sister Wanqiu, I was just worried that Yang Bai's clothes would get dirty and he wouldn't be able to give an interview tomorrow."

"Really?"

Su Wanqiu's lips curled into a mischievous smile. Then she went back to her room, took out a red box, and handed it to Zhang Ning.

"Here are some cool clothes I made for you. If you change your mind, just tell me."

Zhang Ning paused for a moment before taking the red box, her curiosity prompting her to open it.

Inside was a completely openwork dress, held up only by a few pink ribbons, and her face flushed instantly.

"Sister Wanqiu, what, what are these clothes? How am I supposed to wear them?"

She picked up her clothes, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Su Wanqiu said with a smile.

"Yang Bai likes these strange things the most. Once he even asked me if I could make nurse uniforms for the city. I'll go to the county town to buy some fabric and make them for you."

"Give what?"

Yang Bai, having finished his shower, stood behind the two women and happened to see the clothes Zhang Ning was holding. He swallowed hard.

"Ningning, what's wrong with you...?"

He pointed to the clothes and asked.

Zhang Ningxin immediately picked up her sleeve and stuffed the clothes in her hand into the box.

"No, it's nothing. This is a rag that Sister Wanqiu gave me."

Yang Bai squinted. "A rag, huh? I see."

He was sitting in the chair; it must have been Wanqiu playing a trick on Ningning.

He ruffled Zhang Ning's hair. "Hurry up and do your homework. I'm going to the brigade compound to find the Party Secretary and see how the aquaculture farm is doing."

Yang Bai felt that if he stayed any longer, he really wouldn't be able to stand it.

The main problem is that they really have things to do, and it would be a huge sin to delay them.