Xu Qingzhi washed the dishes, cleaned the table, and took a nap under the persimmon tree.

The breeze blew through the treetops, and leaves fluttered and fell from the branches one by one, making the trees look even more bare.

I passed the vegetable field in front of my house and crossed the road. The rice fields on the opposite side were all the color of empty earth.

At the end of the sight, you can still see some dark green hills and mountains.

It's the bleak feeling of entering winter.

With nothing to do, Xu Qingzhi fell asleep quickly.

Until there was a loud sound of car tires rubbing against the ground.

She thought it was her parents coming back, so she opened her eyes and saw a Bentley with a completely unfamiliar license plate number.

The car turned a corner and headed straight towards the Xu family.

Perhaps the driver was blind, as there were pumpkin seeds drying on the dam in the yard, but they were run over by the tires of the car.

Xu Qingzhi frowned, stood up and saw a man coming down from the passenger seat. He brushed off the dust on his suit jacket with both hands.

When the man saw her, he suddenly smiled and walked towards her anxiously: "Boss, I've heard of your great name for a long time."

The two hands that were extended actively did not show any intention of returning the handshake. Instead, Xu Qingzhi took a step back.

When she heard the authentic Kyoto accent, she was slightly angry and asked, "Who are you?"

The man pulled out a gold-stamped business card from his pocket and said, "I'm Shen Yunfei, the person in charge of Shenjiayuan Restaurant. Hello, boss."

Good? She is very bad.

Xu Qingzhi looked at the ruined pumpkin seeds, his face full of anger, and said in an unhappy tone: "Come here uninvited?"

Because Xu Qingzhi blocked his number.

Xu Qingzhi didn't want to waste time, so he waved his hand and refused directly: "I don't agree to cooperate."

"Boss, don't rush to refuse. As long as you agree to supply the farm products to our restaurant, you can come and pick them up. I will definitely satisfy you if I can." Shen Yunfei lowered his attitude, but he was thinking in his heart that this boss was really a tough nut to crack. He even came to his house in person to show his sincerity.

But no matter what, he must make the cooperation successful this time.

Things from Fuwang Farm, whether it is the bayberry, vegetables, chickens or ducks, have now become sought after by Kyoto's upper class circles.

Shenjiayuan is a time-honored brand in Kyoto, but it has been declining over the years due to the lack of unique advantages.

If he could negotiate this cooperation, his grandfather would definitely hand over the Shen Family Courtyard to him with confidence, and he, the illegitimate son, would also be able to get the Shen family's recognition.

His eyes were filled with determination to win.

"Mr. Shen, please go back. I will not agree to cooperate. Don't waste your time on me." Xu Qingzhi lay back on the recliner, closed his eyes, and ignored him.

There is no other reason. It is very troublesome to cooperate with this kind of businessman, because you have to sign a contract and there are a lot of requirements.

Even when we were working together with Jiang Zhan, Jiang Zhan would arrange for people to fetch the spring water every month.

Apart from receiving a sum of money on her card every month, Xu Qingzhi doesn't have to worry about this matter at all.

Shen Yunfei's flattering smile wrinkled. Fortunately, he was mentally prepared before coming here, so he would not give up easily. "Boss, we are willing to pay double the price for your dishes."

Xu Qingzhi frowned even deeper. This person is so annoying. Doesn't he understand what people say? (End of this chapter)