"Yes, you can use the existing land first. If the first batch of pigs passes the quality inspection, the meat processing plant can continue to use your land."

"You may not feel it now, but I dare say this is definitely a big deal. If you dare to take it, I dare to give it to you!"

Anyway, Jiang Ping doesn't trust anyone now except Chen Yifei.

"I dare!" Why wouldn't Chen Yifei dare? He'd been preparing for this day.

He had paved a long way, and Jiang Ping's visit this time was something he had been waiting for a long time.

The price of the piglets has been agreed upon, and since they are large, he plans to pay a deposit and take them home to raise.

After discussing it, the two hit it off immediately, clinked glasses, and this time they both drank a whole glass.

Then Chen Yifei quickly took out a cigarette and gave one to Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping was very satisfied with him, and couldn't help but say a few more words of advice: "Your pig farming and supply to the meat processing plant will not only be approved by me, but also by the grain bureau, which is responsible for the approval."

"These kinds of things are difficult to handle. They don't care about the facts or whether you've actually done anything. Anyway, it's not easy to do."

Chen Yifei understood Jiang Ping's meaning. He had dealt with the grain bureau in his previous life. What did he like?

I like the kind of people who can impress them, who look high-end and have a certain air about them, and who seem to have investors or something when doing business with them.

So this is indeed a problem for Chen Yifei right now.

Jiang Ping said, "Anyway, I'll make you sound impressive, and you just have to cooperate. I'll say you're from Shenzhen, or that you have some impressive investments... you have to accept that."

"Remember, packaging is the most important thing."

Chen Yifei wasn't afraid. Relying solely on Jiang Ping might not be enough to secure the deal. After all, the meat processing plant was a lucrative business, and many people were eyeing it.

I'd heard in my past life that the meat processing plant's supplier was a Harvard graduate who invested and did business in Shanghai; anyway, he had a lot of impressive credentials.

At the time, Chen Yifei thought it was true, but after he became famous and carefully reflected on the people and events he had experienced, he realized that much of what happened back then was just a bunch of shell companies messing things up...

However, these fake shell companies are so rampant that they can still deceive people, and the grain bureaus like to cooperate with them, so there's nothing that can be done about it.

You need to have the ability to be both capable and smooth-talking.

Chen Yifei had already thought it through, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Wang Hu to find a computer in the county... No rush, take your time.

After talking with Jiang Ping, he left early, his steps unsteady, having just finished drinking; he still had things to do at the meat processing plant.

Chen Yifei was going to ride his old bicycle back. He was feeling a bit dizzy and wanted to drink some cold water to clear his head. Otherwise, he was getting dizzy while riding a bicycle and might fall halfway there.

Just then, the manager came over and said, "Brother Yifei, it seems your future wife has come looking for you."

“I overheard the young police officer on patrol saying that a very beautiful woman went to the detention center to look for you, and they all said you came to the state-run restaurant.”

"They're probably on their way now, almost there."

Chen Yifei immediately perked up upon hearing this.

He Runqing gets lost easily, is always confused, and sometimes quite reckless.

Did he come alone? Is he alright?

Thinking about all this, he couldn't help but worry. He grabbed his coat but couldn't wait to put it on, and had only just reached the door.

Then I saw He Runqing riding his bicycle toward the entrance of the state-run restaurant. He was wearing a plaid shirt and light gray pants, but his fair skin was even more eye-catching.

Because of her worry for Chen Yifei, she hadn't tied her braids properly, and they were now a little frizzy.

He Runqing was initially extremely anxious, but seeing Chen Yifei's bewildered expression as he held the clothes, she felt relieved.

He's perfectly fine, with all his limbs intact!

She parked her bicycle very quickly, and Wang Hu also parked his bicycle to the side. Seeing that the two were about to talk, he quickly turned his head and went to a place a little further away.

The two of them were so sweet together that he, being single, couldn't stand it.

When He Runqing saw Chen Yifei, he smiled, his brows relaxed, and he wiped the sweat from his nose.

Chen Yifei felt a little dizzy; the alcohol was taking effect.

Looking at his young wife, he felt completely satisfied. She had found him; that was wonderful.

There are still many questions to ask, and I need to ask her how she knows all this...

At this moment, He Runqing energetically set up the bicycle kickstand, turned around steadily, and ran over with cheerful little steps.

While watching him, she rubbed her palms together. Her dimples were so pretty. Chen Yifei felt that she was so different today. He wondered if she had drunk too much.

"Young comrade!"

"How about we go to that dark video arcade and touch each other's hands?"

As she spoke, she flashed her pearly white teeth.

Her face was covered in dust, and her arm was injured somewhere; her sleeve was covered in mud.

When I saw him, he didn't ask what happened; he just kept grinning foolishly.

Let him touch his little hands here...

Chen Yifei didn't know why, but he was somewhat moved. He didn't know what touched him, but when he looked at her, his smile might not have looked very good, and it was a little stiff.

Then He Runqing ran over quickly, and Chen Yifei opened his arms as if by conditioned reflex.

Sure enough, I caught the soft, cuddly little girl.

The scent on my body is still that very distinct fragrance, soft, subtle, and reassuring.

"hug!"

She buried her head in Chen Yifei's chest, and kept nuzzling deeper.

There weren't many people eating breakfast early in the morning, and there was no one around. Otherwise, Chen Yifei wouldn't want anyone to see him looking like a young educated youth.

This kind of beauty can only be seen by him.

He Runqing couldn't see any emotion in her expression; all he knew was that he was holding her tightly in his arms.

I didn't ask anything; seeing that he was alright was enough.

After she had buried him enough, Chen Yifei felt that her clothes were wet against his skin. She wasn't crying in front of him, and he seemed fine, but instead she was hiding and crying.

He Runqing had buried him enough, wiped away her tears, and her watery eyes were no longer filled with pain. She looked at him and said, "I won't hug you anymore."

But this time Chen Yifei wouldn't let go; he wrapped his arms around the person who was about to leave.

He placed his palm on her soft waist, then tilted his body slightly, resting his head on He Runqing's small shoulder.

His voice was filled with deep weariness.

He said, "Don't move."

"I need to rest for a bit, Qingqing."

"Oh, okay." He was very heavy, and He Runqing felt sorry for him when she saw the dark circles under his eyes.

"I'm a little tired, I'm going to recharge."

He murmured that he was indeed tired, having been up and about all this time, and had also been drinking, so he felt very uncomfortable.

"Charging? What do you mean?" She poked his head like a curious child and asked.