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Chapter 420 Boeing's End, Young Master Chu's New Chessboard

On the brand-new runway behind Jiangjia Village, the deafening roar of five Boeing aircraft slowly faded into the horizon.

Wang Dagou's face flushed with excitement. He leaned against the door of the Maybach and slapped his thigh hard.

He pointed to the few barely visible black dots on the horizon and shouted at Jiang Chen:

"Brother Chen! Awesome!"

"With this kind of entourage, let me tell you, even the Jade Emperor himself would have to make way for us if he came down from heaven to inspect the place!"

Jiang Chen ignored his crude analogy.

He casually picked up a giant cucumber covered in dew, took a bite with a "crunch," and the crisp sound was particularly pleasant in the morning air.

The cucumber juice is sweet and bursts in your mouth instantly.

Jiang Chen felt extremely comfortable at that moment.

It's like plunging headfirst into icy well water on the hottest days of summer, then gulping down a big mouthful of ice-cold soda—that refreshing feeling travels from the top of your head all the way to the soles of your feet.

What a load of bullshit highway barricades!

What kind of bullshit is this "legal checkpoint"?

Compared to heavy cargo planes bought with billions of dollars, they are as fragile as old newspapers used to patch windows in the countryside; a single finger can pierce them to pieces.

at the same time.

Nanjiang, the provincial capital.

The kitchens of "Yushange" and "Tianxianglou" were even more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

"It's here! It's here! Boss Jiang's food is here!"

"Quick! Xiao Wang, take some men to unload the truck! Be careful, this stuff is more valuable than gold!"

A few minutes ago, several large refrigerated trucks that had sped all the way from the airport drove directly into the backyard.

When the carriage door opened, a rush of cool air, mixed with the fresh scent of earth and the essence of plants, poured out. The two restaurant owners, who had been as anxious as ants on a hot pan, almost burst into tears.

They barely slept last night, thinking they would face a supply cutoff today, ruining their decades-old reputation.

Who would have thought that Jiang Chen would use such miraculous methods to airlift them directly from the sky!

……

A thousand miles away, in the capital city.

Inside that heavily guarded courtyard house.

Chu Tiankuo's assistant, the man in black who was always known for his composure and competence, was standing respectfully in the courtyard. But if you looked closely, you could see that his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

He had just hung up the phone call from Nanjiang Province, and a fine layer of cold sweat had already seeped onto his forehead.

He took a deep breath, walked to the century-old ginkgo tree, and reported to Chu Tiankuo, who was pruning a precious Podocarpus macrophyllus, in a dry voice.

"Young Master Chu..."

"The situation in Nanjiang Province... has failed."

"That Jiang Chen... he doesn't play by the rules."

The assistant's voice trailed off, filled with fear.

"He...he bought an airline that was on the verge of bankruptcy with cash."

"Then... they built an airport themselves in one night on the hill behind their village."

"This morning, five Boeing planes transported all the vegetables... away from the sky."

"Click."

Chu Tiankuo gently trimmed off an extra green leaf with the top-of-the-line German-imported gardening shears in his hand.

The movement paused for a moment.

The tender green leaf twirled in the air and silently landed on the bluestone slab at my feet.

The assistant was so frightened that he stopped breathing.

He thought he would be met with Chu Shao's wrath.

However, Chu Tiankuo's face showed no anger.

He didn't even frown.

He simply put down the scissors, picked up a clean white silk towel, and slowly wiped his fingers.

A moment later, a slightly amused smile appeared on his lips.

The feeling is like a top-level Go player playing a boring game of instruction when their opponent suddenly makes a strange move that is completely unconventional yet brutally powerful.

This did not anger him; instead, it aroused his long-dormant, genuine competitive spirit.

"Buying a plane?"

"interesting."

Chu Tiankuo's tone was as calm as if he were commenting on today's weather.

"It seems he has won this game of logistics."

He folded the towel and placed it aside.

"A peasant is just a peasant; their vision and perspective will always be limited to the rough work of repairing bridges and roads."

Chu Tiankuo turned around and instructed his assistant:

"Notify the people in Nanjiang Province that logistics no longer need to be blocked; it's pointless."

"Let's try a different approach."

"Go and find out his weaknesses, find out what else he's been up to lately."

Upon hearing this, the assistant in black felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly opened the tablet he was carrying, his fingers flying across the screen.

A few seconds later, as if he had discovered a new continent, he reported to his superior in rapid succession:

"We've found it! Young Master Chu, we've found it!"

"This Jiang Chen recently spent a fortune, I think it was 300 million, to build a super school in their poor mountain village!"

"It's said that the facilities are up to the standards of top international private schools, with a nine-year integrated system from elementary to middle school, and they're preparing to start school next month!"

"School?"

Upon hearing those two words, Chu Tiankuo finally smiled.

It was a smile that held everything in its grasp, tinged with a hint of disdain.

"Building a building is easy, but educating people is not something that can be achieved by simply piling up steel bars and cement."

He looked at his assistant as if he were giving a lesson to a child.

"Go and give a message to the heads of the provincial education department and all the key normal universities in Nanjiang Province."

"Just tell me what the Chu family means."

"Anyone who dares to send a teacher to teach in a low-class place like Jiangjia Village is disrespecting me, Chu Tiankuo, and is going against the Chu family."

"Oh, right."

Chu Tiankuo added.

"By the way, right here in Qinghe County, in the name of our Chu Family Education Foundation, we will invest in building a top-tier bilingual elite school, open to students from across the province, with tuition completely free."

"I want to make sure that high-tech shell of a company can't even recruit a single cleaning teacher."

……

Jiangjia Village, Village Committee.

Jiang Chen had just driven his Maybach back to his office, brewed himself a cup of this year's new tea, and was preparing to take a good rest.

"Bang!"

The office door was suddenly pushed open.

Jiang Huixin rushed in, her eyes red and her face streaked with tears, clutching a stack of documents.

Her voice was filled with sobs and despair.

"Chen...Brother Chen!"

"Something terrible has happened!"

"Something terrible has happened!"

"Our school...those thirty-odd young teachers who had signed letters of intent, all called this morning to say they wanted to cancel their contracts!"

"They...they'd rather pay us double the penalty for breach of contract than come!"