I just joined the inspection department, and the whole country is in a panic.

"Making a small profit of a million or so?" Upon hearing this, Ding Feng couldn't help but swallow hard, his face practically screaming with envy!

"Hiss... Wow! How many games did you win to earn so much?" Liu Cunci was also somewhat astonished.

"At least six or seven out of ten predictions are correct."

"Xiao Yang, how much have you earned this time?" Liu Cunci asked Yang Wen again.

"Uh... I'm a bit bolder, I made a small profit of over ten million." Yang Wen touched his nose and said.

"What do you say?"

"More than ten million?"

"!!!"

Even Peng Weizhong, who was standing to the side, was astonished. Damn it, didn't this kid say before that he had also earned about the same as him?

How come there are tens of millions more now?

"hiss……"

Everyone took a collective breath.

"You didn't do anything you shouldn't have, did you?" Liu Cunci asked seriously as soon as he was shocked.

"Secretary Liu, I would never do such a thing. All of this more than ten million has been taxed, and that can be verified!" Yang Wen said confidently.

Looking at Yang Wen's serious face, Liu Cunci believed him to be about 80-90%.

To be honest, if the other party had something to hide, why would they dare bring this wine over? Nor would they tell them they won tens of millions; there's no need.

"I just heard that you and Lao Fan were betting on the game together. Your predictions are very professional?" Liu Cunci asked with a curious look after changing the subject.

"Sure, incredibly accurate! I didn't believe it at first, but after seeing how many games he guessed correctly, I started betting on them for fun. I never expected to make enough to cover my funeral expenses so easily," Peng Weizhong interjected.

Peng Weizhong's words made Liu Cunci's face twitch. He laughed and scolded, "Alright, alright, stop showing off your million-plus. It's making me jealous!"

"..."

"Cough... I was just lucky at the time; many of my predictions have been inaccurate since then." Yang Wen started talking nonsense with a straight face.

"Yes, although you two made a lot of money this time, you must not get addicted! Although buying sports lottery tickets is not gambling, it is still not good overall," Liu Cunci warned solemnly.

"Don't worry, Secretary Liu, I haven't bought any since the World Cup!" Yang Wen said.

“Hehe, me too,” Peng Weizhong chimed in.

"That's good, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, you all need to be careful, stick to your bottom line, and never let greed control you."

As he drank, Liu Cunci realized that the Moutai was fifteen years old!

After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food are over.

"Xiao Yang, you've performed exceptionally well in both of your appearances on set. I hope you keep it up!" Liu Cunci, who was about 70-80% drunk, patted Yang Wen on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Secretary Liu, please rest assured, I will definitely continue to work hard according to your instructions, do my job well!" Yang Wen said, looking flattered.

"Good, good! If you have the opportunity in the future, you can come to the provincial capital to learn for a period of time. Coming here to learn will broaden your horizons and improve your work skills..." Liu Cunci said with a smile.

He was very impressed with Yang Wen's performance in these two productions!

Upon hearing this, Yang Wen was overjoyed.

This is a great opportunity to go to the provincial capital for on-the-job training!

Since Liu Cunci said so, he should seize this opportunity.

"You're right. If I have the chance, I will definitely go up and learn from you. Secretary Liu, I toast you, you little cannon!" Yang Wen picked up the wine jug, which contained an ounce of wine, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Alright, let's take down a little cannon!"

late at night.

Yang Wen and Peng Weizhong walked arm in arm toward the guesthouse.

"Yang... hiccup~ Brother, you're lying to your older brother! Didn't you say you only made a little over a million?" Peng Weizhong said, getting a little impatient.

“Brother Peng, the reason I hid the real number was because I was afraid that you would be heartbroken after hearing it and want to bet more. What if you lost? Actually, I was mostly just lucky. If I had lost that round, I would have been back to where I was before I was poor.” Yang Wen explained.

"..."

"Is Brother that kind of person? Brother would never have his Dao Heart Broken, and he would never be envious!" Peng Weizhong said, but his face clearly showed envy.

Of course, Peng Weizhong also understood that what Yang Wen said made sense.

If he had acted impulsively and tried to gamble on trading his bicycle for a motorcycle like Yang Wen did, he might have ended up losing all the money he had earned.

Thinking about it, things aren't so bad now!

Peng Weizhong changed the subject: "Brother Yang, I think Liu Cunci thinks highly of you. You should keep in mind what he said tonight. If the higher-ups ever need to transfer people from below to study, I'll have my junior recommend you as many times as possible."

"I went there many times back then to learn from others, and I did grow and improve very quickly."

"I understand, thanks, brother!" Yang Wen said gratefully.

"Hey~ this is nothing, it's a small matter."

"By the way, do you have a girlfriend yet? Want me to introduce you to one? There are quite a few young ladies in our city's workplaces," Peng Weizhong said.

"Uh, I don't have a girlfriend yet, and I'm not in a rush," Yang Wenwan declined.

“You’re not getting any younger, you should start thinking about it too. But these days, young people are all about free love, so I won’t get involved.” Peng Weizhong nodded slightly.

"You've only recently been promoted to deputy section chief. For the next two years, work diligently and add more highlights to your resume to prepare for the next promotion!" Peng Weizhong then earnestly advised.

"If possible, we should try to get closer to the city or even the province. After all, in a small county, there are only a few openings, and you know how difficult it is to get promoted."

"Thanks for the reminder, brother." Yang Wen nodded solemnly.

the next day.

Everyone packed up and went back to their original units.

This time, Yang Wen went back by car and arrived in the afternoon.

Since it was already past 4 p.m., Yang Wen was too lazy to go and report for duty; he'd do it tomorrow.

He called his parents today to tell them he was back.

His father, Yang Yongzu, asked him to go to the villa and take a look.

After returning to his rented room and putting his things down, Yang Wen went straight to the villa.

When he arrived here, he saw that his parents were also monitoring the situation.

"Xiao Wen, look, the progress is pretty good, isn't it? The foundation is already laid, and we'll officially start building the first floor tomorrow!" Yang Yongzu said with a beaming smile.

Watching their house being built little by little is definitely a very happy thing for the older generation.

Not to mention that they built villas in the county town.

"How long will it take to complete?" Yang Wen asked.

"At most three months! The renovation will take another month, so it'll probably be until the end of the year," Yang Yongzu said.

"That's about right. Maybe we can move into our new house before the New Year," Yang Wen said with a smile.

"Yes!"