Chapter 168 - 7 Enemies are bound to cross paths

"Xiao Xian, how long has it been since you last rode in Uncle San Gouzi's car?" Two years as the village secretary, San Gouzi hasn't changed much, pretty much the same as before. Not so long ago, he was still complaining to the village chief, saying that before he became a secretary, his waist was only two-foot-seven, but after taking the position, his waist size ballooned to more than three-foot-two. But look at San Gouzi now, his waist could rival the old skinny dogs in the village.