Ask Zhao Hanyun what she's been up to lately, and she'll happily tell you she's been climbing trees. Why? The fruits in her orchard are ripening, of course. As the weather gets hotter and everyone switches to short-sleeved shirts, the fruits in Zhao Hanyun's orchard are also turning red, weighing down the branches. If they hadn't been pruned, they'd probably break.

Now, more than 30 people were busy in the orchard, and it was still too late. In the end, Jiang Da called on his fellow gang members to help, and that was just enough. Even Zhao Hanyun came to help pick the fruit after school.

"Of these fruits, one-third will be shipped to Dihao first. Of the remaining two-thirds, one-third will be distributed to those who come later, and the remaining one-third will be kept. I want to open many branches!"

Squatting on the treetop, Zhao Hanyun looked at the baskets of fruits on the ground and thought, the output this year was so high, but she had only spent two-thirds of the money booked by the hotel, and she kept the remaining one-third to open a branch in the provincial capital. Anyway, the advertisers that Jiang Da and others had contacted recently were already making preparations, and soon her Yunyou Pavilion and Yunyou Farm would be everywhere in Country Z where there was a signal.

Just as I thought of this, I heard the sound of a car coming from a distance. A white Santana was driving on the bumpy road with a few words on it - City Media.

They stopped at the entrance of the orchard, and then Zhao Hanyun saw Qian Laosan getting out of the car, and three other people, one of whom was carrying a camera, walking towards everyone.

"This is it," said Qian Lao San, pointing at the busy figures. Originally, the fourth brother should have come today, but he had to contact someone for an advertisement, so he had to go in. "Look, these fruits are so fresh and tender, and they are all green and pesticide-free."

After saying that, he took some fruit out of the basket and handed one to each of the three people. He wiped it off and started to eat it. Zhao Hanyun started to have a headache when he saw this. After all, he was a local tyrant, but why did he eat like a starving ghost? It was as ugly as it could be.

The photographer was holding a camera, so he ate the food with one hand without wiping it off. It was so delicious. The remaining man and woman were shocked by the way the two ate. They looked at each other, took out a handkerchief from their pocket, wiped it off before putting it in their mouths.

"The fruits in my house are not dirty and can be eaten directly." Zhao Hanyun suddenly jumped down from the branch and said seriously while looking at the two people who were very particular.

What a fair and tender child, so juicy. Zhao Hanyun's sudden appearance startled several people, especially Qian Laosan, who instinctively shuddered at the sound of Zhao Hanyun's voice. "Damn it! The young lady was at home, so why didn't you tell me earlier? Didn't he say anything wrong just now? No, didn't he see me eating like that?"

Some time ago, Zhao Hanyun, in an effort to cultivate the moral integrity of the four Jiang Da students, had invested heavily in an etiquette teacher, vowing to turn the four old hooligans into four gentlemen. However, on the first day, the teacher was so angry that he sent them back, saying that they were beyond help and didn't need to be taught anymore. Finally, Zhao Hanyun intervened and went off to the backyard, and the four of them finally sat down and attended class. The month-long training was quite effective; at least the ruffians had been able to get rid of their bad tempers. If they spent more time together, they could really fool others.

As for Zhao Hanyun's method, it was very simple: Jiang Da was competing with the teacher in fists, so he should enjoy the gentle fists of Miss Zhao; Hou Er was competing in IQ, right? Zhao Hanyun's IQ could kill you in seconds; Qian San was competing in making money, and Zhao Hanyun could handle it with a game of Landlord; as for the fourth brother, seeing that the first three brothers were defeated by the young lady, he wisely surrendered.

"Uncle San, don't eat too fast, or you'll choke. There's more at home later, so eat slowly."

Upon hearing this, Qian San's face suddenly turned sad. He was wrong. How could he think that he could relax just because the young lady was not around? Go back and eat slowly. How much did you prepare?

"What a lovely little girl." The only woman among the three couldn't help but touch the fair and tender Zhao Hanyun when she saw her. She was so cute!

"Xiao Yunyun, that woman praised you for being cute!" The little ball suddenly blurted out. Zhao Hanyun, who hadn't noticed the woman's movements, dodged immediately. "You want to pinch my face? No way!" Zhao Hanyun, who had been pinched on the face so many times by Yan Jinlan and Qin Meizhen, had developed a habit. As long as someone thought she was cute, her cheeks would be in trouble the next second. Why do they all like to pinch her face? It's already chubby, and pinching it makes it even rounder.

The woman who was dodged by Zhao Hanyun looked at her hand and felt disappointed. She turned around and started talking to Zhao Hanyun: "Little girl, we are here to shoot the news. Is your family here?"

I just heard Zhao Hanyun calling Qian San "Uncle San", so I can roughly guess who this girl is. She is probably the daughter of the boss here.

"My father is not here, but my mother is here." Zhao Jianguo and Yuan Junjie went to deliver the goods. There was a bumper harvest of fruits these days, so they sent out some of them first, otherwise they would be too crowded when the fruits piled up there.

When Zhao Hanyun and a few others found Yan Jinlan, who was helping them pick up the fruit, they had no idea how many times they had avoided her clutches along the way. Then, Zhao Hanyun inexplicably thought of a song - Why should women make things difficult for other women! Hahahaha!

"What's this?" Looking at the people carrying cameras behind them, Yan Jinlan was a little confused. They were busy! They could take whatever pictures they wanted, why did they ask her to lead the way? Knowing that these people were here to take photos and videos for publicity, Yan Jinlan was very enthusiastic and hurriedly led them away. Zhao Hanyun looked at her mother who was leading the way in front of her speechlessly, but couldn't help but complain in her heart: "Mom, is it really okay for you to be so clear about your purpose and express your emotions so completely?"

Forget it, she decided to go back to the tree, as there were still many fruits left to pick! However, not long after Zhao Hanyun climbed up the tree, she was called down by Yan Jinlan.

"Girl, come here and say something!"

"What are you doing? I'm busy!"

Although he refused, Zhao Hanyun still got down from the tree obediently and stood in front of Yan Jinlan.

"Why don't you take a video for them?" Yan Jinlan was originally quite shy and didn't want anyone to film her, but when she heard that her daughter could do it, she ran away quickly. Daughters are good, they need to charge into battle in such an emergency. For the sake of her mother's face, so, girl, you go ahead!

"I go to take pictures? Mom, aren't you afraid that I will run away?" Zhao Hanyun was telling the truth. If she wanted to run away, who could stop her!