The Strongest Master Venturing Urban
Chapter 47: No Matter Who You Are, Scram!

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: No Matter Who You Are, Scram!

Chen Bin and Cheng Zhuang exchanged glances, both looking rather surprised.

Neither of them had expected that just wandering around would lead them to encounter Old Ma’s granddaughter.

Watching them cautiously, Ma Juan immediately asked.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you asking about my grandfather?"

Chen Bin explained, "We both work at the County Government. We were previously here in Bailing Town for business, and happened to taste the wine your family brews. We thought it was pretty good, so we decided to inquire about it."

Upon hearing the reason, Ma Juan nodded slightly.

"What kind of work do you two do at the County Government?"

Before Chen Bin could reply, Cheng Zhuang answered with pride written all over his face.

"I’m the driver for the secretary of the County Committee, and Brother Bin is the secretary to the secretary of the County Committee."

Though Cheng Zhuang was older than Chen Bin, he decided on this way of addressing him out of gratitude.

Her eyes wide open, Ma Juan’s pretty face was filled with disbelief as she stared at Chen Bin.

"Are you really the secretary to the secretary of the County Committee?"

Chen Bin didn’t waste words, instead directly pulling out the identification document issued by the County Committee Office.

After examining it, Ma Juan finally nodded.

"Well, I’ll be damned. Never thought a pale-faced guy like you could end up as a secretary for a big shot."

At this moment, her gaze toward Chen Bin transformed entirely.

From cautious scrutiny, it shifted to admiration.

And there was even a faint trace of fondness in her expression.

Chen Bin, faced with her teasing, wasn’t offended.

Instead, he countered with a question, "What are you doing for work right now?"

"I started a clothing store in the city with one of my close friends."

Chen Bin didn’t say much, only nodding in response.

Then, they continued chatting as they ate.

"Your family’s wine tastes so good. Would it happen to have a secret recipe?"

"Of course it does. These days, the wine is brewed by my uncle and my father, but when it comes to adjusting the formula, that’s still solely my grandfather’s job."

"Wait a second, even your dad and your uncle don’t know the recipe?"

"Of course not! It’s a family rule—the recipe isn’t passed down until death."

One has to admit, Ma Juan’s alcohol tolerance was truly impressive.

She finished off nearly half a bottle of white liquor on her own, yet her complexion remained unchanged.

Seeing her glass empty, Chen Bin promptly picked up the bottle to refill it.

"With your grandfather’s mastery in brewing, why hasn’t he collaborated with anyone?"

"Clearly, you don’t know much about this. Plenty of people have tried to buy the recipe. Last time, a boss offered ten million yuan, and Grandpa still turned him down."

Upon hearing this, Chen Bin was momentarily stunned.

Ten million yuan?! He had no idea what the old man was thinking.

At this moment, Ma Juan chimed in with another question.

"You’re asking about my grandfather—is it also for the recipe?"

Chen Bin didn’t beat around the bush and nodded directly.

"The County Committee and County Government want to establish a liquor factory. Your family’s wine is excellent, so we’d like to use your recipe. Whatever conditions your family has, feel free to bring them up; the County Committee and County Government will do their best to meet them."

Ma Juan shook her head slightly, her expression growing a bit unpleasant.

"Over the years, many people have tried all kinds of methods to get my grandfather’s recipe, but none of them have succeeded."

Seeing that dealing with the old man was a dead end, Chen Bin had no choice but to ask another question.

"If the recipe were to be passed down, who would your grandfather pass it on to?"

"Isn’t it obvious? It’d go to my dad. He’s the eldest son, after all!"

Gaining this piece of information, Chen Bin inwardly began forming a plan.

After finishing their meal, he said to Ma Juan.

"Can I visit your home?"

Without hesitation, Ma Juan nodded in agreement.

Soon after, she led Chen Bin and Cheng Zhuang on a winding path, and they eventually arrived outside a large single-story house.

The property was located in a remote area but was spacious.

Standing outside, one could already smell a strong fragrance of alcohol.

It seemed that all of Old Ma’s wine was dispatched from here before being sold.

Taking out a key, Ma Juan opened the door and led Chen Bin and Cheng Zhuang to the backyard.

"Woof woof woof..."

A few large wolfhounds in the yard barked furiously upon seeing strangers enter.

Ma Juan extended a finger and scolded them with a sharp voice, causing the wolfhounds to quiet down.

The first thing to catch their attention was a large plastic greenhouse.

It stood over three meters tall and was filled with piles of sorghum.

Next came rows upon rows of vats, each about as tall as half a person.

Even without approaching, the aroma wafting from inside the vats was enough to make Chen Bin feel slightly tipsy.

Just then, a cold voice abruptly rang out from behind them.

"What are you doing here?!"

Chen Bin turned around, finding a tanned, weathered man staring back at them.

From his appearance alone, he seemed to be in his fifties.

Seeing the man, Ma Juan promptly explained.

"Dad, they drank our family’s wine and wanted me to bring them here for a look."

Upon hearing this, Ma Tiejun’s face immediately darkened further.

"Once you’re done looking, hurry up and leave. You’re not welcome here!"

Losing face in front of Chen Bin, Ma Juan wore a scowl of her own.

But before her father, she didn’t dare to act out.

From childhood to adulthood, Ma Juan feared neither heaven nor earth; the only exception was her father.

Chen Bin wasted no time and stepped forward, extending his hand to the man.

"Uncle, hello. I’m the secretary to the secretary of the County Committee. Today, I’m here mainly to discuss building a liquor factory with you."

With a cold snort, Ma Tiejun ignored Chen Bin’s gesture.

"I don’t care who you are. Get lost!"

Chen Bin had assumed Old Ma’s son would be easier to deal with, but it turned out his temperament was even worse.

Quickly pulling out his identification, Chen Bin tried again. "Uncle Ma, I really am from the County Government. If you don’t believe me, take a look..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ma Tiejun cut him off abruptly.

"I told you to leave! Did you hear me?!"

Seeing Chen Bin lose face, Ma Juan immediately stepped in to help.

"Dad, don’t be like this. They really are from the County Government."

"You little brat, you’ve only been messing around in the city for a couple of years, and now you’re bringing people home to trick me? Think for yourself—how could someone like you know the secretary to the secretary of the County Committee?"

In Ma Tiejun’s eyes, far too many people had tried to deceive the family to steal the recipe.

So, no matter who it was, he was adamant not to trust them.

With no other options left, Chen Bin decided to propose an idea.

"Uncle, please don’t get angry. If you don’t believe me, you’re welcome to come with me to the County Government. Everyone there can vouch for my identity."

But Ma Tiejun wasn’t interested in listening. He grabbed Chen Bin’s collar and began dragging him toward the door.

Seeing Chen Bin being bullied, Cheng Zhuang immediately grabbed Ma Tiejun’s wrist and twisted it forcefully.

"Agh!"

Ma Tiejun let out a pained cry, instinctively loosening his grip.

Chen Bin, however, shouted angrily at Cheng Zhuang.

"Who told you to lay a hand on him?!"

Immediately after, Chen Bin rushed to Ma Tiejun.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Having suffered in Cheng Zhuang’s hands, Ma Tiejun’s rage intensified, his body visibly trembling.

When Chen Bin approached him again, he sent a fist flying straight into his face.

"What the hell?!"

Chen Bin felt a wave of dizziness, collapsing to the ground.

At the same time, blood poured out from his nostrils.

"Damn it, you hit my big brother? I’ll kill you today, you bastard!"

Seeing Chen Bin bleeding, Cheng Zhuang exploded like an enraged beast.

With a furious roar, he charged toward Ma Tiejun...