Chapter 13 Director Liao handed the key to Jiang…

Director Liao handed the keys to Jiang Can, saying, "Take a look and see if you need anything else; the factory will provide it." He then told Jiang Can, "Factory Director Jiang was so angry when he found out there were two cancers in the factory that he couldn't sleep all night. He held an early morning meeting and fired both of them. They're no longer employees of the steel rolling mill, and the factory won't protect such scoundrels. If you encounter any problems in the future, just tell the factory directly, and they will definitely not tolerate it!"

Jiang Can, having received the benefits, would certainly agree to this request, indicating that the steel mill would not protect Qin Aiyang and You Jian, as those two were not workers at the steel mill.

Wen Yingying was furious. The shop was actually given to Jiang Can? So many people wanted this shop, and after all the fighting, it ended up going to Jiang Can?

She wanted to say something more, but after being glared at by Director Liao, she finally shut up.

After Director Liao left, Jiang Can looked at the storefront and couldn't stop smiling.

Jiang Can now owns a shop!

She will have even more stores in the future!

She walked around the 70-square-meter storefront again, touching the two large iron pots repeatedly, and planning how to arrange things. First, she needed a signboard called "Can Can Restaurant," and a blackboard to list the daily dishes and prices.

Now that we have the pot, we also need bowls, plates, chopsticks, spoons, forks, etc., fifty of each.

Shen Lang isn't unemployed and can come help, but we still need to hire another person. There are a lot of odd jobs to do, like picking, washing, and chopping vegetables, washing dishes, and wiping tables. This shop is quite big, and two people can't handle it all.

When she's not busy, she can even write exam papers at the counter.

Jiang Can grew happier and happier as she thought about it, her hands trembling. For the next three years, this place would belong to her.

As for three years from now, will she still be short of a store?

After being expelled from school, she couldn't find another school to repeat her studies. At that time, her world collapsed and she felt like her whole world had turned dark. She never imagined that she would be where she is today.

She will make a lot of money, and she will continue to go to university.

When Shen Lang arrived, he saw Jiang Can in the shop through the window. She was sitting under the light, smiling brightly, her eyes were especially bright, and her whole being seemed to be shining.

He stood at the door and called out, "Can Can, come home."

Jiang Can happily pulled Shen Lang inside, sharing his joy, "This is the shop the steel mill gave me as compensation, I signed a three-year contract. There are two big iron pots inside, we can steam buns, braise meat, stir-fry vegetables... You come and help out, and we'll hire another person!" He was planning how to arrange things here, calculating the daily income, and he was sure he could make a lot of money soon, hoping to be able to buy a second house.

Get rich quick by waiting for demolition and relocation.

Even without demolition,

Shen Lang found her plans for the future quite novel.

He had never thought about the future before, but now, hearing Jiang Can say this, he felt that the future was particularly bright.

He raised an eyebrow: "You want me to work with you, but you're not even going to pay me a salary?"

Jiang Can glanced at him sideways: "The house we bought belongs to both of us, and it's worth much more than your salary. If you're not happy about it, I'll give you two hundred yuan a month."

"I can't come. I need to book the house tomorrow. I have to go to the clothing fair." Shen Lang couldn't possibly follow Jiang Can around like that; his status in the family would plummet. He put his arm around Jiang Can's neck and pulled her closer: "Honey, I'm really lucky for you. Look how miserable you were before. You even have a store now that you're married. How are you going to thank me?"

Jiang Can rolled her eyes: "How dare you! Why don't you say it's because I brought you good fortune! You used to have it pretty bad too. Take your hand away, it's so heavy." She then directly asked Shen Lang about today's results.

Shen Lang: "You can rest assured about my handling of things." He first told her about finding a buyer for the small courtyard. This couldn't be rushed, otherwise the price would be driven down. As for the enamel factory's house, there really was a suitable one. He took out a high-interest loan today and would buy it tomorrow.

Then he asked Jiang Can if he knew Shen Jiajia.

Jiang Can definitely recognize her; they're in the same class, either sitting next to each other or in front of each other.

Jiang Can got a good seat in the third row because of her good grades, while Shen Jiajia got a good seat because of her family background. Her father was the director of the Education Bureau, her mother was the head of the Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee, her grandfather was the second-in-command in the city, her uncle was the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and her maternal grandparents were professors at Henan University. She was also an only child, so she was truly pampered by everyone.

The only problem was his grades.

Jiang Can knew so much about Shen Jiajia because she was very famous; there were few people in the school who didn't know her.

Seeing Jiang Can nod, Shen Lang continued, "She is a freshman in the Chinese Department of Henan University, and also the new beauty of the department. She also changed her name to Jiang Can, taking her maternal grandmother's surname."

Jiang Can took two deep breaths. What else could he not understand? "Damn it, I'm going to kill them!"

Her miserable situation is all thanks to Shen Jiajia.

The problem is, even though she's in such a terrible state, the other party still won't let her go and wants to crush her to death! They're really being extremely cautious, afraid that if she has a better life, it will affect the other party.

"Kill them!" Shen Lang sneered, then continued, "You're not the only one whose university admission was stolen. These kids with average grades all got into good universities. The county's No. 1 High School has become their scouting ground for promising students. They've got such big appetites, aren't they afraid of overeating? What do you plan to do about it?"

Jiang Can lowered her eyes and thought for a long time. Shen Jiajia's family was like a mountain in Liaoxian County. How could she take them down? "Buy a house first! Get money, a lot of money, and then find the right opportunity to kill them."

Nothing is more important than buying a house these days.

Shen Lang looked down at Jiang Can and reached out to pat her head: "Come on, I'll take you to borrow money from loan sharks."

The two turned off the lights and locked the door. Shen Lang put the bicycle on the tricycle and took Jiang Can to the western suburbs. Along the way, Jiang Can's mood calmed down. Getting angry was useless. It was better to seize the opportunity at hand. At least now she clearly knew the truth!

Upon arriving at a two-story building, Shen Lang led Jiang Can out of the car and knocked on the door.

The loan sharking went smoothly. The gang leader, Zhuang Mingchuan, was one-eyed and looked fierce. His other eye was so menacing that people dared not look him in the eye.

He and Shen Lang were old acquaintances. He had even wanted Shen Lang to follow him and had given Shen Lang a loan of 28,000 yuan. If Shen Lang couldn't repay it, he would sell his life to him for the rest of his life.

As for Jiang Can, Zhuang Mingchuan lent her 38,000 yuan, more than Shen Lang, because she was too beautiful. If she hadn't gotten married, she would have been worth even more. Hong Kong loves such young and beautiful girls the most.

It doesn't matter if she gets married, because she's beautiful enough.

Zhuang Mingchuan picked up his teacup and chuckled, "I really hope neither of you can pay it back."

When he smiled, the scars on his face trembled, making him look even more ferocious.

The two came in empty-handed, but came out with Jiang Can carrying a bulging bag of money, which was the money they received for selling themselves.

Jiang Can's legs felt weak; she felt like she was being crushed by money.

Jiang Can: "Is this enough for two houses? I also made two thousand yuan today. Seven hundred in profit, thirteen thousand in compensation. I have to say, if you want quick money, you have to pay compensation. I wonder if anyone will come and smash up the store tomorrow."

Shen Lang sighed, "I hope someone else comes to smash up the store tomorrow. With the money from selling the courtyard, we can buy two apartments. I'll take you to buy one tomorrow."

"You're really capable, so efficient." Jiang Can tugged at Shen Lang's clothes, urging him, "Ride faster, let's get home sooner. Carrying so much money, what if someone comes to rob us..."

Shen Lang scoffed: "Anyone who dares to steal from me? I'll make sure they never leave alive."

Jiang Can: "...Huh? This isn't the way home, is it?"

Shen Lang: "I'll take you to vent your anger. Your homeroom teacher sacrificed you for his whole family's happiness. He became the grade director, with a bright future ahead of him, and his son, who graduated from vocational school, just got a job at the Education Bureau."

This is the direction she's heading towards, along with her high school homeroom teacher, Sun Wenfeng's, house!

Shen Lang locked the tricycle and bicycle in a secluded place, went to the toilet first, and when he came out, he was carrying two buckets of excrement and had toilet paper stuffed in his nose. He told Jiang Can to follow him.

Jiang Can stared in disbelief and whispered, "What are you doing? It stinks!"

I had a vague idea in my mind, so my voice was trembling with excitement.

She had never done anything like this before, nor had she even considered it.

Shen Lang: "It's good that it smells! I'm more worried that it won't smell."

He carried two buckets of manure, sneaking around in secluded spots. When he arrived at the back of Sun Wenfeng's house, he grabbed one bucket of manure and threw it out with all his might.

With a 'plop', the bucket crashed onto the roof of Sun Wenfeng's house, smashing the tiles, and the excrement flowed down the roof.

The stench dissipated instantly.

That roof must be the main room. If their family is eating inside, will their excrement and urine drip through the broken tiles into their bowls?

Jiang Can was overjoyed at the thought of that scene.

Curses soon filled the courtyard, followed by about ten people running out of the house. Shen Lang carried the second bucket of excrement and threw it in, which landed right on the people who came out.

I wonder who was lucky enough to get drenched in this torrent of excrement from head to toe.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Holy crap, holy crap, there are maggots."

"Damn it, you son of a bitch, stop right there!"

"There are two people over there! Where are you running to? Stop right there!"

After throwing it, Shen Lang grabbed Jiang Can and ran away without giving her a second glance. It must have been a very unpleasant experience.

Jiang Can was being pulled along, her steps light and her mood soaring.

That was fucking awesome!

Even after you've run far enough, you can still hear the noisy cursing and swearing in the distance.

Shen Lang: "I wonder if Sun Wenfeng got soaked. I'll ask around tomorrow. Next time, I'll take you to help Shen Jiajia's family put burlap sacks on their clothes."

Shen Jiajia's family is indeed formidable. They have no chance of winning in a direct confrontation, but as long as they don't directly confront them, they can definitely vent their anger by secretly putting a sack over their head.

Jiang Can couldn't stop laughing, but she didn't dare to laugh out loud, so she held it in and said, "Okay, okay!" and shook off Shen Lang's hand.

May his hands be covered in poop and pee!

Shen Lang: "You turn your back on me as soon as you pull up your pants."

The two went to get the tricycle first, and then drove home.

Jiang Can's good mood lasted for a long time; he even smiled when he woke up the next day. Jiang Can's business was suspended for a day, the storefront needed to air out for a day, and most importantly, he needed to buy a house.

My good mood came to an abrupt end as soon as I stepped out the door.

Her homeroom teacher, Sun Wenfeng, was standing at the door, ready to knock, carrying fruit and pastries in his hand.

"Can Can, you didn't set up your stall today? Did you run into some difficulties?"

He has a refined appearance and a gentle demeanor. He speaks slowly and deliberately, exuding the air of a scholar. He recently became a leader and is living a comfortable life, looking even younger.

He doesn't look like he's in his forties at all; people would believe he's in his early thirties.

Jiang Can looked at him, finding it hard to believe that the soul beneath that exterior was so ugly. Shen Lang sniffed: "What's that smell? It stinks!"