The chairman hadn't taken office yet, and Luo Yang wasn't clear about what exactly he was supposed to do.
But he had watched TV and movies, where chairmen always seemed quite imposing.
Tang Guihua pinched Luo Yang's ribs while cooing, "Who cares what chairman you are, you have to listen to your old lady. Otherwise, no sleep for you."
If she really got mad, then Luo Yang would have to sleep under the bed.
Luckily, there were other beds in Qin Piao's house.
The only thing unclear was whether the beauties sleeping in the other beds would agree to let Luo Yang sleep in theirs.
"Niu Zai, I'm only trying to look out for you. You should listen to me," An Yuying said.
"Sister An, Sister Guihua, I got it. I'll come back at nine o'clock, then go out again, come back at ten, go out again, and finally come back at twelve," Luo Yang said with a smile.
At this, both village beauties started pummeling Luo Yang with their little fists.
