Chapter 422: Entering Mao Village to Stand Up for a Brother!

Wang Yun completely agreed with what Brother Hu just said.

“Mm. When the time comes, you just stand aside and watch me handle it,” Wang Yun said, grinning.

With a full belly and a clear head, he finally felt alive again.

But the moment Brother Hu heard that, he waved his hand, forgetting he was still gripping the steering wheel.

“No way, no way! Boss, you’ve got that show next month. You absolutely can’t get into any trouble! We can figure out a better way to settle this.” Brother Hu was anxious.

Wang Yun couldn’t help but laugh at how serious he looked.

“Relax. It’s not like I’m actually going to beat someone up. I wouldn’t do anything illegal. Mao Yan’s just bullying others because he has money. You think he’s richer than me?”

The confidence in Wang Yun’s tone was undeniable.

After all, his current net worth was over four hundred million and that was liquid capital, ready to be moved at a moment’s notice. Even the heads of large state-owned enterprises would struggle to come up with a hundred million in cash, let alone four hundred.

Brother Hu slowly turned to look at him, his eyes full of admiration.

“That’s my boss, always so badass!”

He even raised his thumb high enough to nearly jab it in Wang Yun’s face.

The trip from Brother Hu’s place to Xiao Gang’s wasn’t too far. They were both in the north, relatively close.

The two of them drove straight through.

Five hours later, they arrived.

It was just hitting 11 a.m.

Wang Yun had already contacted Mao Hongping in advance. She was waiting for them at the entrance to the village.

Although Mao Village wasn’t particularly developed, it was at least a bit better than the average rural area.

They even had paved cement roads.

“That’s her. Drive straight in.”

From the car, Wang Yun spotted a woman in a bright red coat waiting by the village entrance. Especially with those bright red lips, it was hard not to notice her.

“Ms. Mao? I’m Wang Yun. This is my assistant, Brother Hu. Let’s chat in the car.”

Wang Yun rolled down the window and greeted her with a smile.

Mao Hongping, clearly no stranger to the world, took one look at the luxury vehicle and Wang Yun’s handsome face and nearly lost herself.

“Yes, yes, of course! But the roads in the village are narrow, so be careful when driving in.”

Without hesitation, she opened the door and climbed in. She even leaned forward a bit too much, practically thrusting her face toward Wang Yun’s.

Feeling the heat of her breath, Wang Yun subtly edged toward the window.

Brother Hu wasn’t quite sure what to do either. This auntie’s enthusiasm was something else. She even craned her neck forward from the back seat.

“Just up ahead, make a right. Our village isn’t small, but not too big either. These days, young folks all go to the cities for work. When they earn some money, they come back and build houses. Look at those villas, aren’t they just as good as the ones in the city?”

She chattered warmly.

Wang Yun nodded perfunctorily, all while observing his surroundings.

In the distance, he saw a massive structure being erected. Steel beams already formed the building’s skeleton.

Mao Hongping followed his gaze and lowered her voice, as if wary of eavesdroppers.

“That’s the Mao family’s house you’re looking at. Mao Yan’s. They’re building a six-story villa. It’s the biggest in the entire village. With that much money, you’d think he’d leave Yangyang alone. After all, she’s an orphan… even if she’s a college graduate, if she doesn’t land a good job, won’t she end up like any other village girl?”

As she spoke, her tone sounded like she was criticizing Mao Yan.

But the subtext clearly cast blame on Mao Yangyang’s background.

Brother Hu picked up on it and frowned.

“You can’t say it like that. Even if there are a lot of college students now, they’re still miles ahead of the average rural woman. When they have kids in the future, those kids will grow up different.”

Hearing that, Mao Hongping immediately adjusted her stance and nodded repeatedly.

“Yes, yes, you’re right. I’m envious too. Yangyang’s got the looks and the height, perfect match with Xiaogang. Sure, the Mao family’s rich, but they’re nothing but crude bumpkins. All money, no class. What’s the point?”

She even flashed Brother Hu a smile after that.

But Brother Hu didn’t respond.

After all, they were posing as TV station staff. If they showed too much favoritism toward Mao Xiaogang, it might blow their cover.

Now wasn’t the time to slip up.

“Just follow this road to the end, that’s where Xiaogang’s house is. By the way, Mr. Wang, isn’t your show for middle-aged and elderly matchmaking? Are you planning to bring Xiaogang on the program?”

She sounded genuinely curious. Wang Yun seemed far too invested in this situation with Mao Yan and Xiao Gang.

Wang Yun smiled.

“Yes, it’s mostly for older participants. But every episode still needs a hook, something to draw attention. And wouldn’t it be something if I helped resolve the issue between Xiaogang and Mao Yangyang? That’d make for a great story to open the show. Since it’s all in the same village, we might as well do a good deed while we’re at it.”

The moment Wang Yun finished speaking—

Clap! Clap!

Mao Hongping burst into applause in the back seat.

Wang Yun and Brother Hu exchanged glances. This kind of over-the-top performance was truly unmatched.