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Chapter 386 A refrigerated heavy truck was dispatched for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet at the mot



Chapter 386 A refrigerated heavy truck was dispatched for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet at the mot

While Jiang Jianye and his wife were sick at home, Jiang Chen was in the village committee courtyard, directing people to load goods onto the truck.

Ten large refrigerated trucks, each over ten meters long, were lined up in a row, creating an impressive sight.

The carriage doors were wide open, and a chilly atmosphere filled the air.

Workers used forklifts to load boxes of packaged local specialties into trucks.

Premium black-haired native pig, slaughtered and processed whole, vacuum-packed, with bright red meat and clearly visible snowflake marbling.

Free-range chickens, plucked and cleaned, each one is full of energy (before death), with firm meat.

There were also jade crabs the size of washbasins, packed in specially made foam boxes with ice packs inside to ensure they were fresh.

Wang Dagou held the list and reported it at the top of his lungs.

"Brother Chen! Three hundred local pigs, two thousand free-range chickens, and fifty thousand hairy crabs! All loaded onto the truck!"

Jiang Chen nodded and said to Su Qing beside him.

"Let's go, let's take our parents to see their holiday gifts."

Su Qing couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"With your entourage, anyone who didn't know better would think you're going to open a fresh food supermarket."

"That's called sincerity."

Jiang Chen pulled Su Qing into the passenger seat of the first truck.

"Do our parents lack those fancy mooncake gift boxes on the market? What they lack is this kind of real, high-quality stuff that money can't buy."

The convoy started up, engines roaring.

Ten enormous vehicles slowly drove out of Jiangjia Village and headed towards the provincial capital in a grand procession.

At the same time.

The Su family's residence is located in a top-tier villa area halfway up a mountain in the provincial capital, and its main gate is always bustling with visitors.

With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, prominent socialites and businesswomen in Nanjiang Province are using the pretext of visiting "Old Buddha" Su Mingzhu and Jiang Wan to build relationships and sound out their intentions.

The spacious and luxurious living room was filled with all sorts of expensive gifts.

The packaging is exquisite, and the selection is dazzling.

Centennial wild ginseng, packed in a brocade box.

The finest white truffles, from Europe, carry the aroma of earth.

Limited edition jewelry sparkles under the lights.

Valuable calligraphy, paintings, and antiques, displayed quietly in a corner, are priceless.

Jiang Wan, dressed in an elegant modified cheongsam, sat on the main sofa with a polite smile on her face, responding to the flattery and praise around her.

"Mrs. Su, your complexion is getting better and better, and your skin is even more delicate than that of us young people."

"Not at all, Mrs. Liu is joking."

"Mrs. Su, this is the new Swiss top-tier anti-aging series that our company is distributing. You must try it."

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Mr. Li."

She was elegant in demeanor and spoke with propriety, but deep in her eyes lay a hint of weariness and boredom that was not easily detected.

These gifts and compliments are all the same, lacking any originality.

Consequently, I have no expectations for tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner.

At this moment, a woman dressed in a Chanel suit, adorned with jewels, and slightly plump—Mrs. Liu, the wife of coal mine owner Mr. Liu—speaked with a smile.

"Mrs. Su, this Mid-Autumn Festival, my husband specially used his connections to have a batch of top-quality purebred Wagyu beef airlifted from Australia."

She raised her hand, adorned with a huge diamond ring, and gestured with her fingers.

"Those snowflake patterns, wow, they're practically works of art! Grilling this at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, paired with Romanée-Conti, that's what real enjoyment is, that's befitting the status of our circle, don't you think?"

This statement carries a clear sense of boasting and comparison.

The other ladies exchanged glances, some smiling, some pouting.

Jiang Wan smiled faintly, about to give a perfunctory reply.

"Rumble..."

A muffled, heavy engine roar, like the low growl of an ancient behemoth, suddenly pressed down from afar.

The sound was so loud that even the crystal chandelier in the living room trembled slightly.

Everyone froze, and all looked out the window at the same time.

On the wide private driveway of the Su family villa, ten enormous vehicles filed in one after another!

All the trucks were white heavy-duty refrigerated trucks, with the "Jiang's Ecology" green logo printed on their bodies.

Each vehicle is over ten meters long, like a mobile cold storage unit, completely filling the lanes and even extending onto the outer highway.

After the car came to a complete stop, the engine was turned off.

The domineering roar gradually dissipated, but the shock it left behind left everyone in the living room speechless.

What... what's going on here?

Delivery?

What kind of goods are you delivering that require such a large convoy of ten trucks?

Mrs. Liu opened her mouth, almost dropping the coffee cup in her hand.

Jiang Wan was also stunned for a moment. Then, as if she had thought of something, the weariness in her eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by a bright light and anticipation.

Sure enough, the butler rushed in from outside, his face showing excitement and a strange expression.

He walked quickly to Jiang Wan's side, leaned down and whispered, but his voice trembled slightly.

"Madam! It's the son-in-law... the son-in-law has arrived with a motorcade to deliver holiday gifts!"

A smile instantly bloomed on Jiang Wan's lips, like a spring flower in full bloom.

She stood up and gracefully raised her hand to the still bewildered guests in the room.

"Excuse me, everyone. It seems someone from your family has brought you something."

As she spoke, she walked briskly toward the door.

The other ladies looked at each other, unable to contain their curiosity, and all got up and followed them to the French windows.

The passenger door of the first truck was open.

Su Qing, dressed in a neat tracksuit, was the first to jump down.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen got out of the driver's seat, walked around to Su Qing's side, and naturally took her hand.

The two walked side by side toward the villa gate.

The sunlight shone on them; one was charming and lively, the other calm and composed—they were an indescribably perfect match.

"It's Qingqing and Jiang Chen!"

"Why are they here? And making such a big fuss?"

"What exactly is in the car?"

The ladies whispered amongst themselves, their curiosity running high.

Mrs. Liu looked out the window, then glanced at the exquisite Wagyu beef gift box she had brought in the living room. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.


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