Lu Yan and Zhuang Yan walked slowly, but they were lucky and found quite a few fresh herbs.
"Xia Wan will probably come looking for you again; she hasn't given up."
"It's impossible for me to withdraw the lawsuit."
It's not just a matter of withdrawing the lawsuit. Xia Wan's gaze towards Zhuang Yan was filled with obvious longing; she definitely wanted to reconcile with Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan didn't think about these things. Regarding the crime of defamation and spreading rumors, those with serious circumstances can be sentenced to imprisonment for up to three years. This case shouldn't reach that level; it might only last for six months.
It's useless in six months, might as well exchange it for money.
Zhuang Yan is willing to settle the matter with money, but withdrawing the lawsuit would be too lenient on them. He wants to cause them some more trouble.
Zhuang Yan told Lu Yan what he was thinking: "If I ask for 100 million, Xia Qingshan should be able to afford it."
"It should be possible." Xia Qingshan has been raising funds for that piece of land in Xicheng recently. If she can squeeze out 100 million, she should be able to. Even if she can't, she has a way to make him cough it up.
Lu Yan asked, "Are you short of money?"
“I didn’t lack it before, but now I’m a little lacking it.” When Zhuang Yan was reborn, he thought he would gracefully annul the engagement and go his separate ways, with no further contact between them.
I don't want to go home, I don't want my company, I just need enough money. I don't want to suffer like I did in my past life, but now, if I don't have money, it's because others are making me suffer.
Trouble will follow one after another; if you want to live a peaceful life, you must become strong.
"I can give you money, how much do you want?"
Lu Yan's eyes sparkled, and as soon as Zhuang Yan named a number, she immediately smashed it, wishing she could give him everything.
"Fifty million."
"So little? Is that enough? I think we should add more."
Zhuang Yan: "..." He actually saw his grandmother's figure in Lu Yan.
"Fifty million is enough. Consider it a loan to you, and I'll pay you back with interest in six months."
Lu Yan took the phone from the staff member: "Give me the account number, and I'll have someone transfer the money to you."
"You didn't even ask me what I'd use it for. Aren't you afraid I'll lose money and won't be able to pay it back?"
"If you can't pay back the money, then use your people to pay it back."
These words were really ambiguous. Just as Zhuang Yan was thinking the wrong thing, Lu Yan continued, "Work for me. Anyway, the company is short of positions. You will be my personal assistant and take care of my three meals a day and my daily life."
Zhuang Yan thought about it and realized that the chances of him becoming Lu Yan's personal assistant were slim.
If he can't even pay back 50 million, then his rebirth in this life has been in vain. By taking advantage of the information gap, he should be able to establish himself in Rongcheng. He has a 30-year perspective that others have. How much can he have accomplished in these 30 years?
Unbeknownst to Zhuang Yan, he had already begun to consider Lu Yan in his future plans.
After paying back the money, he could still take care of Lu Yan even if he didn't become her personal assistant.
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, after picking mushrooms, everyone went back. The director checked the results. An Xinrong from Zhuang Yan's group picked the most, filling two large baskets. No one knew where she picked them from.
Isn't she afraid of snakes and insects? How could she travel so far alone? According to the staff, An Xinrong didn't cry even when she saw insects while picking mushrooms along the way.
An Xinrong immediately placed the two baskets in front of Zhuang Yan, rubbing her hands together and secretly waiting to be praised.
She looked exactly like a kindergarten child waiting for the teacher to give her a red flower.
Before Zhuang Yan could speak, Lu Yan suddenly patted her head: "You're amazing! The number you picked is almost more than the three people next door. With you here, it's a blessing for our whole team. These two big baskets of mushrooms should be enough for us to eat tomorrow, right?"
Zhuang Yan didn't praise her, and An Xinrong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She tilted her head to avoid Lu Yan's hand.
"Having me around will definitely not be a loss for you. I'm very useful."
“It’s useful, it’s useful. You’re better than everyone else. Look at these mushrooms, they’re so big and tender, they look delicious, don’t you think, Zhuang Yan?”
Zhuang Yan looked at the mushrooms in front of An Xinrong and felt they didn't look very edible.
An Xinrong glanced quickly at Zhuang Yan, then pretended to be reserved and looked away, as if to say, "I don't really want to hear this," but her ears were turned back to Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan simply said "Yes".
An Xinrong felt a little disappointed, sensing that Zhuang Yan wasn't treating her as well as before. Had she offended him somehow? Or was it because seeing Xia Wan reminded her of the bad things she had said to him in the past?
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. An Xinrong couldn't help but feel anxious. She wanted to apologize but didn't know how to say it, and she was sweating profusely from her anxiety.
The local women began inspecting the mushrooms the guests had picked, throwing away the inedible ones, and then they went to An Xinrong.
"Did you collect both of these baskets?"
An Xinrong nodded, and after seeing her older sister squatting on the ground, she also squatted down.
After picking and choosing for a while, the older sister finally picked up the basket and dumped it all out; not a single flower was edible.
An Xinrong was shocked: "How could it be inedible? I clearly found it according to the picture. I also found this kind of mushroom at noon. Why can it be eaten?"
The older sister said, "This is a poisonous Amanita mushroom, which looks very similar to Termitomyces albuminosus. It's normal that you can't tell the difference."
People often come to look for mushrooms in these mountains. If these were termite mushrooms, they would have been picked clean long ago. There's no way she would have any left.
An Xinrong reached out and touched the mushrooms on the ground. How could they not be edible? She had been searching for them all afternoon, waiting to be praised after she cooked them.
Under An Xinrong's gaze, the eldest sister crushed the mushroom with her foot.
"Wash your hands after picking mushrooms, make sure they're clean, and don't touch them unnecessarily." After reminding her, the older woman went to check on the others.
After all that picking and choosing, Zhuang Yan's group probably has two pounds of mushrooms. They can make mushroom soup and stir-fry some mushrooms with meat, which should be enough for four people.
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