The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 1423: Distribution of Supplies

"Wow, this is so sudden, isn’t it?"

Ling Feng stared in disbelief at his own document.

Zhang He saw his too, then leaned over to look at Ling Feng’s, with a face full of discontent, he turned to Han Wancheng: "Boss, why is his military rank higher than mine?"

"What do you think?"

Han Wancheng chuckled and then said, "Rewards are given based on merit. Ling Feng has done so much outside and encountered so many dangers!"

"What dangers? He’s the one bullying others. Who can bully him now?" Zhang He still seemed unwilling!

Ling Feng gave a smug smile and patted his shoulder: "Hey kid, don’t get upset!"

"Get lost!"

Zhang He slapped his hand away.

Ling Feng knew he wasn’t really angry, just a bit embarrassed. So, he looked at the medals on the table: "Look at those medals, we both have the same ones, isn’t that satisfying enough?"

"Barely acceptable!"

Zhang He rolled his eyes but then laughed.

Han Wancheng handed them the medals: "This is your highest honor. Over the past year, Longyuan has created many miracles and brought a lot of glory to the Security Bureau. I haven’t forgotten you, and neither has the country!"

"Yes, sir!"

Zhang He and Ling Feng simultaneously stood at attention and saluted him.

"Alright, alright, keep your things safe, my official task is completed. Ling Feng, about your tea, when will you brew me a pot?" Han Wancheng asked.

"Anytime, Boss, do you want to have it at Longyuan, or come to my place?" Ling Feng asked.

"At Longyuan, I guess. No one’s on holiday yet, so I shouldn’t be out roaming around. On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, I’ll come with Zhang He to your place!"

Han Wancheng said while leaving the meeting room, and the three returned upstairs.

"Alright, I’ll go home and wait for you. By the way, Zhang He has Lingyun Tea here, boss, you can just drink his!"

Ling Feng said, turning to leave.

Immediately, Zhang He panicked and grabbed him: "Why? That was given to me by you. I hadn’t planned on sharing it!"

"Stingy!"

Ling Feng gave him a look and had to take out a can of tea from his bracelet for Han Wancheng: "Boss, you heard him, Zhang He doesn’t seem to regard you much!"

"Stop stirring the pot, get lost!"

Han Wancheng glared at him.

Ling Feng left with a laugh, driving back to Shiliu Village.

From a distance, he saw a bustling crowd near the village committee office and thought someone might be looking for him again, so he parked at the gate.

Only when he entered the yard did he find out that the village committee was distributing supplies!

Each household got two bags of rice, two bags of flour, and two barrels of cooking oil.

Along with the grains and oil, there were boxes of frozen hairtail and beef and mutton. It took several people to carry them home.

Fortunately, some strong villagers were organized to help, so everything could be delivered upstairs in turns.

After all, it’s New Year, distributing some benefits is only right. Ling Feng didn’t think the supplies were too much; on the contrary, it didn’t seem enough.

Upon entering the village committee office and asking around, he learned that besides the supplies, the company also gave out cash to everyone, though that was yesterday.

Seeing Ling Feng arrive, Zhang Lan waved at him.

"Sis, have you been busy these days?" Ling Feng walked over and asked with a grin.

"It’s alright!"

Zhang Lan smiled and tore off a receipt: "This is yours. Later, go outside and claim your rice, flour, and oil with it!"

"Uh..."

Ling Feng looked awkward: "What do I need it for, save it for others!"

"No, you are a member of the village, you must collect it according to the rules!" Zhang Lan said.

Ling Feng certainly didn’t want it; being single, who would eat it?

So, with a quick thought, Ling Feng grinned: "How about this, I’ll claim my portion, then donate it back to the village cafeteria, wouldn’t that work?"

"That’s up to you!"

Zhang Lan chuckled, knowing it was of no use to him.

By now, the New Year’s goods were mostly distributed. Ling Feng turned and went outside to call Mo Jiaolan.

The things done in Shiliu Village reminded him, thinking about the people in Shankou Village, Tang Family Village, and other places, he suddenly felt he should do something too.

But when he asked, he found out all the villages were doing the same. Although the supplier locations differed, the goods distributed were about the same!

Even places like Xiao Chi Village and Mu Family Village received care.

Completing the distribution for so many villages simultaneously was a credit to the Ling Corporation’s staff.

Thus, Ling Feng was very happy, smiling and saying to Mo Jiaolan: "These teams should be well rewarded!"

"Don’t worry, the year-end bonuses have already been given." Mo Jiaolan said.

Ling Feng nodded and then asked: "Are you done over there? When are you coming to the village?"

"Why, do you miss me?"

Approaching the New Year, Mo Jiaolan was in a great mood, asking with a smile.

"Yes, I do miss you!"

Ling Feng, who was born in the Year of the Monkey, jumped at the chance.

Mo Jiaolan chuckled lightly: "I was going to surprise you, but never mind, I’ll be there in half an hour!"

"Yo, then I better get home and prepare!"

Ling Feng was overjoyed and quickly said.

Mo Jiaolan paused: "Prepare what? Haven’t you already cleaned up?"

"That’s not what I mean, I’m going back to warm up your bed!" Ling Feng chuckled.

"Get out of here, I’m hanging up!"

Mo Jiaolan scolded him playfully and hung up immediately.

Ling Feng, elated, hurriedly drove home.

He looked around once home and felt something was off, so he hurriedly tidied up again, afraid Mo Jiaolan would find faults.

After waiting for half an hour, a brand-new SUV stopped at the door.

Seeing it, Ling Feng walked out with a smile: "Switched to a new car?"

"I hadn’t planned on it, but the management insisted that as the company president, I must drive a decent car. Otherwise, people would criticize!" Mo Jiaolan said helplessly.

"They are right, you should indeed drive a better car!"

Ling Feng nodded, putting his arm around her shoulders: "You’re not just representing yourself, but the entire Ling Corporation!"

"You show-off!"

Mo Jiaolan chuckled, following him into the house.

After looking around, she took a deep breath standing inside: "It’s been a long time since I was last here!"

"Yeah, nothing has changed, has it?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.

"No, it’s still the same, quite nice!"

Mo Jiaolan nodded, taking off her coat to reveal a sweater underneath.

Beneath the white sweater, her full chest was particularly noticeable. Complemented by tight jeans that highlighted her leg curves, Ling Feng felt his throat go dry!

He couldn’t help it, staring, he walked over and hugged her!