The male supporting character was actually myself.

The other person took it and glanced at it, looking curious about the transparent tape on it. "Brother Jiang, what's this new thing? Where did you get it?"

Then Li Changgeng realized what had happened, and looked at Jiang Chen with a shocked expression, asking in a trembling voice, "Brother, why...why did you keep the letter?"

"I am useful."

"There's only one name on this... Brother, you're not thinking of... using Song Aiguo's name, are you?" He was startled and whispered, "Isn't that illegal? If the supply and marketing cooperative finds out, it'll be a big problem!"

If you really want to stand up to him, then don't send the letter.

My buddy's definitely keeping his mouth shut, so Song Aiguo won't know about it and won't go looking for it. Let's keep it quiet and pocket the benefits. What if you give him the envelope and he goes to the supply and marketing cooperative to cause trouble?

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, bro, you don't need to push him to the brink.

Jiang Chen never expected that the original owner, a hoodlum, would actually have so many loyal followers, and the old village chief's grandson was indeed much more insightful than the other young men.

"Remember to deliver the mail on time, I know what I'm doing." He smiled and patted Li Changgeng on the shoulder, then asked, "Do you want to work with everyone this afternoon? I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Previously, Jiang Chen had convened a meeting of young people to discuss forming a work team. Li Changgeng, following his grandfather's teachings and fearing that Jiang Chen might cause some trouble again, did not sign up to participate.

Seeing them working so enthusiastically like they were pioneering a new field in the morning, he thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll talk to the captain this afternoon and join you guys!"

The job offer letter said to report in the afternoon. The main system had not yet determined that the task was completed, so after explaining the next well-digging work, Jiang Chen walked out of the village with the job offer letter in his hand.

"Host, no one can see us now." After looking around for a moment, the little white cat found an old motorcycle that could be unlocked and put it on the rugged path from the system space. "This village is really poor. There isn't a single bicycle in the whole village. We have to walk all the way to the town. It's so tiring!"

Jiang Chen hopped on the motorcycle and gave it a try. He couldn't remember which mission world it was from, but it was an antique motorcycle that he had stored in his space. Fortunately, it was brand new and still powerful after being filled with oil.

So a brand-new motorcycle kicked up clouds of dust on the rugged mountain road and sped toward the town.

"Is there a letter for me?" Song Aiguo was overjoyed when he heard Li Changgeng's voice.

Today has been a day of one good thing after another. First, I had a meal of steamed buns with white flour and meat, then I got an easy job, spent most of the day herding cattle with my sister and reading books, and just after I finished work, I received a letter.

It must be a reply from the supply and marketing cooperative!

After finding out the news, he rushed over and found there were still openings available. He felt he performed exceptionally well this time, including both a written test and an interview. If we disregard his family background, he would be almost certain to be selected.

Now that I've suddenly received a reply, there's a high chance I can turn my life around and leave the village to work at the supply and marketing cooperative!

Chapter Six: They Came to the Door

"Thank you!" Song Aiguo hurriedly came out of the room, rubbed his hands on his clothes before taking the envelope.

He looked closely at the address and saw that it was indeed the supply and marketing cooperative. He was so excited that his whole body trembled slightly. "Dad! Dad, sister, come and see! The supply and marketing cooperative replied to me! Dad, come and see!"

Seeing this, Li Changgeng grinned and whispered a reminder: "You, open it and take a look first."

In his extreme excitement, Song Aiguo didn't hear what he said at all, nor did he notice the transparent tape on the envelope. His right hand trembled uncontrollably as he tore the envelope open, revealing only a small note inside.

"Huh? This isn't the letter paper used by the supply and marketing cooperative, is it?" Song Aiguo felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

You definitely failed the exam!

I knew it! Haven't we suffered enough from family background issues over the years? The supply and marketing cooperatives must also consider family background...

Song Aiguo, his face turning deathly pale, pulled out the note, glanced at it, and his expression froze. He looked up at Li Changgeng and asked, "Are you sure this was delivered by the postman? Has anyone tampered with it?"

Hearing his shouts, Song Aiwan rushed over and saw her younger brother looking like he was possessed. Upon closer inspection of the envelope, she noticed the tear marks and demanded, "Who opened my brother's letter without permission?!"

This is an invasion of someone's privacy!

This is illegal, don't you understand? Tell me who demolished it!

“Jiang Chen, he demolished it.” Skinny Li Changgeng’s heart was pounding. He lowered his voice and advised, “You can go to him and ask for an explanation. Jiang Chen will most likely give you some compensation. You should accept it while you’re ahead. If you really anger him, you’ll definitely be in trouble.”

Even the village chief, who had been the village head for most of his life, had to give that kid some face, which shows how ruthless he was.

If they really anger Jiang Chen, he might make this whole family disappear overnight without a word!

It's not worth risking your life for a job at a supply and marketing cooperative.

"Jiang! Chen!" Song Aiguo trembled with rage, gritting his teeth and roaring, "You always shit on other people's heads, today I'll make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"You, you better not do anything rash! You can't beat Jiang Chen. If you're really fed up, go to the supply and marketing cooperative and find the leaders. That's much more useful than going against him!" Seeing his menacing and murderous look, Li Changgeng hurriedly left these words and ran away.

The golden opportunity to work at the supply and marketing cooperative and turn the whole family's life around was snatched away. Anyone would be furious, but the problem is that Jiang Chen is a notorious village bully, so who dares to mess with him?

If Song Aiguo goes to the town tomorrow morning to explain the situation to the supply and marketing cooperative, there might still be a chance to get the job back.

If he's smart enough, he could take the opportunity to report it to the police, and Jiang Chen could be arrested and sentenced immediately.

Although the two had a decent personal relationship, if Jiang Chen hadn't suddenly appeared and started causing trouble, he might have taken over as acting village chief a few years later due to his grandfather's connections, instead of being stuck doing odd jobs at the village committee like he is now.

"Patriotism!" Song Aiwan was afraid that her younger brother would do something rash, but unfortunately, their father was not home at the moment. She could only hold onto her brother's leg tightly, trying to calm him down.

"Sister, let go!" Song Aiguo's eyes were bloodshot. He dragged his sister, leaving a trail on the ground. He searched under the wall piled with firewood and finally pulled out a wooden stick as thick as an arm. He gritted his teeth and said, "Today, it's either him or me who dies!"

Sister, Dad will be relying on you from now on.

I can't stand being trampled on by this guy anymore. Anyway, we all have one life, so who can be more demeaned than whom?

"Let me kill him, and our village will finally have a better life!"

Song Aiwan refused to let go, sobbing, "Aiguo, calm down! Even if it weren't Jiang Chen, someone else would do this. Who told us our family had such a bad class background? Nobody in the village wants to see our family rise up! If you go and fight him to the death, what will become of me and Dad?"

"Why should we be bullied like this?!" Song Aiguo cried out to the heavens, his heart filled with unbearable resentment. "Heaven is unjust! Why? What did we do wrong to deserve this treatment?"

The siblings dragged and pulled each other around the yard, arguing and shouting, before finally breaking down in tears.

"It's all fate." Song Qingshan, who had just returned after dark, sighed deeply after hearing this and sat silently in the dark room.

The house was deserted, with no fire in the stove and a desolate atmosphere that exuded despair.

"I have to go find him and demand an explanation." Song Aiguo stiffened his neck and got up to light the stove fire. The flickering flames illuminated his face. "Don't worry, Dad, I won't fight him to the death."

You're right, there are other people even if it's not Jiang Chen.

As long as we can't leave this village, we can't stand up!

But I can't just let this go. He stole my letter, which is wrong of him, and I have to get an explanation from him. Otherwise, Jiang Chen will really think he's some kind of big shot, and that we're being bullied and we don't even dare to utter a sound.

"Did he already know?" Song Aiwan hesitated, recalling the meat buns from this morning and the easily earned division of labor. "I'm afraid the buns and the like were compensation that Jiang Chen was preparing to give in place of Aiguo."

"Pah!" Song Aiguo's eyes reddened, and he trembled with anger. "The supply and marketing cooperative's golden rice bowl! A few meat buns are enough to pay for it? Jiang Chen is dreaming. I'm going to find him!"

"I'll go with you." Song Aiwan was afraid that her younger brother would act impulsively and irrationally, so she quickly got up and chased after him.

Song Qingshan opened his mouth but didn't stop him. He knew that he had been beaten for years and was timid and cowardly and dared not cause trouble. But the child was right. How long could he keep swallowing his anger like this?

It's all my bad luck. Born into a landlord's son, I haven't enjoyed much happiness. Instead, my identity has burdened me for so many years, and my children have suffered humiliation because of it. I'm just useless!

After taking care of his business in town on his motorcycle, Jiang Chen returned even more brazenly and recklessly, driving his motorcycle loaded with a whole bunch of stuff straight into the village.

After dinner, he treated his well-digging buddies to a hearty and oily meal. After everyone had left, Song Aiguo still hadn't arrived. So he tidied up, lit a candle, and sat under the lamp, happily reading his newly bought comic book.

"Jiang Chen, you come out here!" When Song Aiguo and his sister rushed into the yard, they witnessed this arrogant scene.

The legendary motorcycle was parked in the yard, and the clean house was furnished with new furniture and lit with bright candles. Jiang Chen was leisurely reading a book, looking refreshed.

Song Aiguo was furious—this must have been obtained from the supply and marketing cooperative at the internal purchase price!

Why should I work so hard only to benefit others?

[Mission: Refuse the request to return Song Aiguo's position, and harass Song Aiwan before punching her. Reward: One-time use C-grade item.]

"This mission world is full of missions that bully the protagonist, there's no difficulty at all." The little white cat lost interest, yawned, and nestled on the new satin quilt, purring contentedly.

Upon hearing the main system's task, Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled wryly, "He actually made a request? This protagonist is really a coward!"

Chapter Seven: Not convinced? Come and hit me!

When Song Aiwan saw the motorcycle in the yard, her heart skipped a beat.

He wondered where Jiang Chen got so much money that he could afford to drive such a rare car.

You know, I've only ever seen one motorcycle in town before, and I heard that the person driving it was the son of some high-ranking official in the provincial capital, who was driving it around for some kind of fun.

This lump of iron is really valuable!

Even if you sold the entire impoverished Lijiazhuang village together, you might not be able to afford two cartwheels.

"Don't be impulsive, let me talk to him." She thought to herself that Jiang Chen, who was so generous, probably wouldn't be after a small employee of a supply and marketing cooperative. Perhaps if she said a few nice words, there might still be a chance to turn things around?

Jiang Chen put down the comic book without even moving, and lazily greeted, "Why are you so late? Didn't you see the note? It's so late, the food is getting cold."

Song Aiwan: …(⊙＿⊙；)…

Song Aiguo: (⊙_⊙)?

What note?

Oh right, there was a note in the envelope. What did it say?

His mind went blank, and he couldn't recall the contents of the letter. From receiving the letter to coming to his door, his emotions had been so volatile that his mind was completely blank.

“Jiang Chen, I know you definitely look down on the inventory clerk at the supply and marketing cooperative. To be honest, that job is tiring and there’s not much money to be made. It’s dispensable to you. But for our family, it’s our hope!” Taking advantage of her brother’s momentary hesitation, Song Aiwan hurriedly stepped forward and pleaded pitifully, “Please give the job offer back to Aiguo and let him work at the supply and marketing cooperative. Our whole family will be eternally grateful to you!”

"No way," Jiang Chen refused outright. "It's absolutely impossible for me to give it back to him."

"You...you've gone too far!" Song Aiguo's anger flared up again, and he rushed forward, roaring, "Give me back my admission notice! Give it back to me! You thief, liar, and despicable person!"

Unfortunately, the protagonist was too restrained; he merely rushed up, shouting and yelling, but kept a good two meters away and didn't even lift a finger. Otherwise, a single punch would have completed the mission.

Jiang Chen sighed inwardly, but still teased Song Aiguo in a smug tone, "You don't even know how to swear. That's all you are."

"You...you're forcing me!"

"So what if I force you?" he mocked irritably. "Do you really think that if I return that piece of paper to you, you can turn your life around and live a life of luxury?"

Song Aiguo, can you please stop being so naive and childish?

Do you know why the letter was only delivered at noon, even though I took the exam more than ten days ago and was supposed to report this afternoon?

Seeing her younger brother standing there, his face flushed and neck red, unable to process what she was seeing, Song Aiwan frowned slightly and pondered for a moment, "They were only delivered at noon, and you have to go to town to report this afternoon? You mean..."

"How long does it take to get from Lijiazhuang to the town? You've all been there yourselves, you should know very well. You received the letter at noon, and without any transportation, the mountain roads are so rugged that you probably wouldn't even make it to town by nightfall. Song Aiguo, so what if you get the job offer?"

I'll tell you what the outcome will be.

The supply and marketing cooperative sent you an offer of employment, but you did not report for duty on time.

Final conclusion: Song Aiguo voluntarily withdrew from the application process; the position is currently vacant pending a replacement.

"You, you're talking nonsense! If I don't have time to get there, I can go to the leaders of the supply and marketing cooperative to explain the situation, I..." Song Aiguo refused to admit that Jiang Chen's analysis was correct, and stubbornly defended himself.