Replacing My Cousin for Down to the Countryside? I'll Empty Your House and Dance on Your Ancestors' Graves

In her previous life, Ruan Xianxian, who took her cousin's place to go down to the countryside, returned to the city and took over the fiancé her cousin didn't want. She thought she had fou...

Chapter 153 Are you crazy or am I crazy?

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While he was drafting a new contract faster than he could think, Chen Zhaodi noticed him staring at the small lantern, as if he was about to figure something out...

Her mind raced, and she changed the subject, "Speaking of which, it was Xiao Ruan who came up with this idea."

Upon hearing the name Ruan Xianxian, Jeremiah was immediately drawn to her and jokingly said:

"Really? I didn't see anyone at the exhibition today. I thought she was avoiding me and hiding away."

"How could that be?" Chen Zhaodi covered her mouth and laughed. "You're not at a disadvantage either; Translator Ruan is being disciplined on the second floor."

When Jeremiah got home last night, he became increasingly angry and told Jia Yongjun about Ruan Xianxian's lie that the sugar factory had stopped exporting sugar.

Even if he was completely unfamiliar with Chinese culture, he knew that punishment was an extremely serious penalty that would be recorded in a person's file.

Thinking that even though he was unwilling, translator Ruan still fulfilled his request, was it too much for him to go and report her behavior?

"Is she alright? Will she lose her job?"

"fine."

Chen Zhaodi thought, how can a verbal reprimand not be considered a reprimand?

That guy truly managed to make his boss both love and hate him; if he didn't get scolded for a day, it was like he hadn't eaten.

She was clearly not a good conversationalist. If I didn't talk to her, I was afraid Jeremiah's wandering mind would suddenly return. But if I tried to find a topic, I was afraid it would be too abrupt.

He kept glancing at Lu Dagang out of the corner of his eye...

Order contracts all have templates; you just need to fill in the numbers by hand.

Lu Dagang: Stop it! Write it now!

Fortunately, the new contract, which only required changes to a few quantities and amounts, was drafted quickly. After being checked and found to be in good condition, both parties signed and affixed their official seals, and the task was finally completed.

In less than half an hour, Lu Dagang felt more tired than if he had worked overtime for three consecutive days. Now he didn't even want to lean on the wall, he just wanted to lean on Ruan Xianxian.

If this guy were in ancient times and his gender were reversed, he would definitely be a strategist.

How can you scheme against others under such immense pressure and still remain calm?

Chen Zhaodi was no less remarkable. Before going to the countryside, she was a pitiful girl who was unloved by her parents. After a month in the countryside, she became a strong woman who could sign foreign exchange orders worth 800,000 yuan.

Although her friends handled everything behind the scenes, making it easy for her, it was still a valuable learning experience...

After all the stamps were done, Jeremiah was still calculating in his mind whether there was a shortage of 28,000 lantern candies out of the 800,000 shipment.

Looking at the little lanterns hanging above the door, not only the children, but even he liked them very much.

After thinking it over, he didn't rush to leave. He called his people aside to discuss adding another 32,000 small lanterns to make it a round number.

Lu Dagang and Chen Zhaodi exchanged glances, and Lu Dagang's heart skipped a beat. Here they come!

"Section Chief Lu, could you please write another order? We need another 32,000 yuan worth of lantern candy. By the way, do you have any other styles of lanterns? And what's the price per lantern?"

With the raw materials secured, Jeremiah finally remembered to ask about the price of the lantern sugar.

Lu Dagang and Chen Zhaodi almost exploded with a sharp sound.

With the thought of dying early and being reincarnated early, Lu Dagang gritted his teeth and slowly said, "Four cuts with a light, two cuts without a light."

"What did you say?" Jeremiah was incredulous; he could hardly believe what he had heard. He picked up the small bamboo craft beside him, his voice trembling with a mixture of anger and amusement.

"These few bamboo strips are worthless, and you want two cuts from me? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

In fact, Lu Dagang was absolutely right. When his mother was alive, she could weave several baskets of similar small bamboo weavings a day, but who gave her the power to speak to a ruthless and threatening person?

Yesterday I spoke on the phone with the head of my unit. According to the head of the unit's secretary, after hanging up the phone, the deputy factory director smashed his teacup, which he had treasured for almost ten years, and dented it.

The price is what it is; take it or leave it.

Seeing Lu Dagang's plump face, which remained motionless like an old monk in meditation, Jeremiah finally realized that he had fallen into a trap.

He was too eager to close the deal on the sugar, so he overlooked the trap that Ruan had set for him. It turned out that lantern sugar was waiting for him.

Great! That's wonderful!

Enraged, he pointed at Chen Zhaodi and said, "Go and call Ruan over here. Tell her to give me an explanation."

After the order was signed, the translator went to other booths to continue working. Chen Zhaodi, who didn't quite understand, silently took out a roll of tape. "Hmm? This?"

Jeremiah, angered once again, turned his gaze to Lu Dagang. Section Chief Lu then gave him an impromptu tongue-twisting demonstration to prove that his Russian was excellent and his English was truly terrible.

“You…” After his initial anger at being mocked subsided, Jeremiah calmed down, looked at the booth that had humiliated him, and then turned and left with his men.

Even if he loses, his manners and demeanor will not allow him to show a pathetic side in front of others.

Ruan Xianxian is easy to find. From ninety-nine-year-olds to toddlers, you can grab anyone at the venue and they will all know her.

Besides, she didn't hide at all; she had moved a long table and was sitting in front of the garment factory gate, showcasing her intangible cultural heritage skills.

A group of people surrounded the table. Foreign guests who were on good terms with Ruan Xianxian, such as Laudan, Myron, and Diana, all looked at her movements with amazement.

Among them, Diana, who had a histrionic personality disorder, had the most exaggerated expressions, often covering her mouth in surprise and exclaiming repeatedly.

"A rabbit? You can really crochet a rabbit out of yarn? Ruan, you're amazing! How can you do everything? Is this a traditional craft of your China?"

"No, that's not true. Wool felt originated in Türkiye and flowed into China via the Silk Road. In China, it was made into various handmade products such as carpets, cushions, hats, and boots."

After speaking, an adorable bunny was completed on her fingertip, very small, about the size of a thumb.

She noticed Oliver out of the corner of her eye, who had a haughty expression but kept glancing at the little rabbit. She smiled and handed the little rabbit over.

He spoke very skillfully: "It's for you."

If you say you're giving it to Oliver, Clarence will likely overthink it; if you say you're giving it to Clarence, Oliver will definitely be jealous. The use of "you" here is very effective.

Unexpectedly, Ruan was quite thoughtful, having already noticed that her boyfriend liked it. Clarence took the little rabbit and thanked her, saying, "Thank you, Ruan."

Ruan Xianxian's gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment, like an 800-watt light bulb, before she smiled and replied, "You're welcome."

Watching Clarence play with the little white rabbit between his fingers, Oliver snorted, "How childish! You like playing with little rabbits?"

Clarence suddenly laughed. "Yes, I like rabbits. What about you? Do you like carrots?"

Jeremiah rushed over to confront him, only to find a scene of harmony and beauty before him.

Ruan Xianxian, fiddling with her crafts, moved unhurriedly, while the group of arrogant fellows surrounded her like stars around the moon.

He suppressed his anger, put on a pitiful expression, and stepped forward:

"Ruan, this bamboo jar with two pieces of candy sold for four US dollars? Ruan, are you ripping off someone you know?"