19 Anyone interested in pulling off a big heist together?
Cui Sitong had already returned a few days ago and had already done a live stream with Song Jiuchen. Cui Sitong brought enough people with him this time and was well prepared, so there were no problems with his first live stream.
Sales are considerable.
When Fang Shuning returned to Xitang Village, the entire village was filled with a joyful atmosphere and a sense of abundant harvest. Villagers sat together, chatting and laughing, picking, sorting, and packing the fruit. Delivery trucks arrived one after another, transporting the fruit to those who had placed orders as quickly as possible.
The moment Song Jiuchen saw Fang Shuning, his surprise and joy were palpable. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Why are you back?"
This is the same question again.
"Secretary Song asked that question again. It's just going home." Fang Shuning's voice gave Fu Yuanzheng goosebumps. He asked tactlessly, "Are you out of your mind?"
Fang Shuning didn't hesitate at all and slapped Fu Yuanzheng.
Song Jiuchen then noticed that there was another person standing next to Fang Shuning—a man. She hit this man just as she had hit him.
Alarm! Alarm!
"What is this?" Song Jiuchen asked tentatively.
"This is His Highness the Crown Prince. He's here to experience the hardships of ordinary people so he can go back and inherit the throne. You should find him something to do, preferably something that keeps him busy from morning till night, so he doesn't have time to hang around in front of me."
Song Jiuchen didn't understand, but he figured it was best to obey. He led Fu Yuanzheng directly to move some fruit.
But our delicate Crown Prince, who can't lift a finger, has never done this kind of heavy work before. After being mercilessly mocked by who knows how many passing old ladies, Fu Yuanzheng finally couldn't hold back anymore. He was going to find Fang Shuning to complain.
Fang Shuning and Song Jiuchen went to Uncle Zhang's house together. In front of the village officials, they explained the outcome of the case clearly. Because of the cash the other party had given them, Fang Shuning deposited it and then transferred it to Uncle Zhang. She had Song Jiuchen witness the transaction and write a receipt to avoid any unclear issues later. With witnesses and physical evidence, the matter was considered closed.
Fang Shuning is always very thorough in her work.
Uncle Zhang was so excited he didn't know what to say. He truly hadn't expected Fang Shuning to get the money back so quickly. Tears streamed down his face as he insisted on giving Fang Shuning some money and inviting her to stay for dinner. Fang Shuning, unable to resist his enthusiasm, fled in a fluster.
However, the image of Uncle Zhang with tears streaming down his face remained vivid in Fang Shuning's mind.
Song Jiuchen went to prepare for the live stream, and Fang Shuning went home alone, thinking she would find Cui Sitong after he finished his work and ask her what she wanted to say. But why was Fu Yuanzheng squatting at her door? Shouldn't he be working?
Fu Yuanzheng looked very aggrieved.
The people of Xitang didn't know his identity or what he did. They just saw a young man who couldn't do any work. Of course, they looked down on him. That's how villagers are; no matter how capable you are, it's irrelevant to them. No one will flatter or fawn over you.
After comforting Fu Yuanzheng for a while and calming the Crown Prince down, it was clear that being a eunuch wasn't easy. Fortunately, the Crown Prince lived in a society governed by the rule of law, so they couldn't just let people lose their heads.
He randomly pointed to an empty room and told Fu Yuanzheng to tidy it up and use it as a bed.
Fang Shuning went back to her bedroom to rest for a while. There was nothing wrong, and even if there was, she could take it slow. She lay down first. Once she relaxed, she fell asleep.
Just then, a knock sounded on the door, followed by Fu Yuanzheng's desperate cry from outside, "Fang Shuning! Fang Shuning! I'm hungry, I want to eat, get up! You didn't die in there, did you... Fang Shuning!"
Frustrated, Fang Shuning simply handed Fu Yuanzheng over to Song Jiuchen, hoping that Song Jiuchen's cooking would poison Fu Yuanzheng and make him mute.
Seeing that Fang Shuning had no intention of caring about him, Fu Yuanzheng's temper flared up instantly. "Fang Shuning! Do you believe I'll call my dad right now and tell him you're abusing me!"
This guy is really something. All my previous positive impressions of Fu Yuanzheng were for nothing. This guy is just like an old saying, "Old habits die hard." Fang Shuning couldn't take it anymore and pulled out her phone. "Here, here, take your phone and call him now! Anyone who doesn't is a coward. Fu Yuanzheng, you're in your mid-twenties, and all you ever talk about is your dad. What else can you do besides contacting your dad? Look around you, everyone has already shouldered the burdens of life. Just because you were born into a good family, do you think everyone has to revolve around you? Do you really think you're so great just because you got a master's degree from abroad? Everyone knows that a master's degree like yours is all about money. Without your dad, you're nothing."
Those around them exchanged bewildered glances, none daring to offer any advice. No one had ever seen Fang Shuning lose her temper like this; the usually cheerful Fang Shuning was quite frightening when she got angry.
Fu Yuanzheng stood there dumbfounded, completely bewildered. This was the first time someone had stated these facts so bluntly.
Fang Shuning left after venting her anger. Song Jiuchen gestured for everyone to continue working, then settled Fu Yuanzheng in before heading to Fang Shuning's house. Song Jiuchen was worried that Fang Shuning would be sulking alone.
The door wasn't closed, and Song Jiuchen entered with practiced ease, going upstairs. He spent the entire way trying to find the right words to comfort Fang Shuning. Unexpectedly, she seemed completely unaffected, happily enjoying a self-heating hot pot at home. She even enthusiastically invited him to have one too.
That's just worrying unnecessarily.
However, in the following days, Fu Yuanzheng worked diligently. When he couldn't do heavy work, he helped the older women pack and move packages. Except for going back to Fang Shuning's house to rest at night, he spent the rest of his time at the village committee. When he was tired, he would go to Song Jiuchen's house to rest, not treating himself as an outsider at all.
Fang Shuning treated him as if he were invisible, pretending not to see him even when she did.
Fu Yuanzheng and Song Jiuchen became quite familiar with each other. Once they were familiar, Fu Yuanzheng started gossiping, "Secretary Song, what exactly do you see in Fang Shuning? Although she is indeed quite pretty, her temper is terrible, she's unpredictable, and she's sharp-tongued. Tell me, what is it about her that you like?"
No, how did Fu Yuanzheng know that he liked Fang Shuning? Song Jiuchen felt a sense of shame, as if his secret had been exposed, but he didn't deny it. He just asked Fu Yuanzheng to keep the secret for him and explained that Fang Shuning was actually a very good person.
"Huh? Secretary Song, this is a secret? It feels like the whole village knows, I even think Fang Shuning knows, and you still think it's a secret!" Fu Yuanzheng was also dumbfounded. What was Secretary Song doing? But he promised Song Jiuchen that he would definitely not talk about it to Fang Shuning, at most he would just say a few words to the grandmothers and aunts while working. He told him not to worry.
However, the more Fu Yuanzheng said this, the more uneasy Song Jiuchen became.
He was really afraid that he would cause trouble for Fang Shuning.
Fang Shuning's family,
Fang Shuning and Cui Sitong lay on the bed, one on each side. Fang Shuning was waiting for Cui Sitong to speak, to say something that needed to be discussed with her.
"Fang Shuning, interested in pulling off a big heist together?"
Fang Shuning: ?
Cui Sitong recently participated in an internet-related poverty alleviation activity led by the local government. During the activity, he came into contact with a local cannery. This cannery, built and operated by a local company, was established to address the difficulties in selling and storing local fruit. In the past two years, it has developed quite well, and there are plans to expand its operations.
Cui Sitong immediately thought of the cannery in Xitang Village that no one wanted to take over. A terrifying idea popped into her head: she couldn't make a living in the internet industry forever; she still had to settle for real business. She wanted to give it a try; if she lost money, she could always start over.
Anyway, this isn't the first time she's lost money.
It's not a big deal. Life has a high margin for error.
However, Cui Sitong didn't dare make this decision on her own. She needed Fang Shuning as her anchor, to give her affirmation and support. Ideally, she could be with her.
After listening to Cui Sitong's idea, Fang Shuning didn't rush to give a positive or negative answer. For a fleeting moment, she felt a sense of relief, as if her child had truly grown up. Fang Shuning actually felt a sense of satisfaction.
However, neither of them had any prior experience in this area; they were complete novices. The task would likely be extremely difficult for them.
After having this idea, Cui Sitong immediately got the contact information of the person in charge and mentioned the Xitang Village cannery. He hoped to have more opportunities to communicate in the future. The other party expressed great willingness and welcomed Cui Sitong to "bother" them at any time.
However, this is far from enough.
A detailed understanding of the current situation, a clear development plan, cost calculations, and so on, are necessary before making this decision. Fang Shuning needs time to assess the feasibility of the matter.
She never blindly follows others, nor does she fight unprepared battles.
After Cui Sitong left, Fang Shuning immediately contacted Song Jiuchen and briefly explained the situation, because she needed all the information about the cannery, the more detailed the better.
Song Jiuchen was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, dropped what he was doing, and ran to the village committee office to get the documents, afraid that Fang Shuning would regret it if he was even a second late.
Looking at Song Jiuchen, who was panting heavily, she said jokingly, "What, Secretary Song, did you run here because you were worried I'd regret it?" She handed him a bottle of water.
Song Jiuchen felt guilty. He didn't know why, but he seemed unable to hide anything from Fang Shuning. Did that mean she knew him...? Song Jiuchen dared not think any further. He simply changed the subject, focusing his attention on the cannery.
Since the factory was established, Song Jiuchen had brought all the relevant documents, and Fang Shuning would have to look at them for a while.
Song Jiuchen had reviewed these materials countless times during sleepless nights, and they were already deeply ingrained in his mind. He sat beside Fang Shuning, waiting for her to finish reading, so he could answer her questions at any time.
The room was quiet, broken only by the occasional rustling of pages turning. Fang Shuning was engrossed in her reading, and before she knew it, Song Jiuchen had fallen asleep beside her.
With the orchard experiencing a bumper harvest, Song Jiuchen has been working non-stop for several days, juggling live streaming, inspections, and shipping orders. The air conditioning was on inside, and Fang Shuning took a blanket and carefully covered Song Jiuchen with it.
Everyone needs rest.
However, this scene was witnessed by Fu Yuanzheng when he returned.
Fang Shuning, with her hair casually tied in a bun, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a loose short-sleeved shirt, was completely different from her usual fierce demeanor towards Fu Yuanzheng. For a moment, Fu Yuanzheng actually found this version of Fang Shuning somewhat attractive. But after realizing what he was thinking, he only felt it was absurd.
Fu Yuanzheng had been thinking a lot while working these past two days. Fang Shuning was right; without his father, he was nothing. Fu Yuanzheng felt he should apologize to Fang Shuning.
Fang Shuning, however, said that Fu Yuanzheng didn't need to apologize to her. She had only given him a few innocuous scoldings, which had given him a chance to reflect, though she couldn't judge the extent of his reflection. The people Fu Yuanzheng should apologize to most were Fu Zhou and himself. Regardless of Fu Yuanzheng's professional conduct, as a father, he had fulfilled all his responsibilities and supported him wholeheartedly. Fu Yuanzheng was not only ungrateful but also threatened Fu Zhou with his own future… He also owed himself an apology because he had wasted his own life.
Fang Shuning said all she wanted to say. Fu Yuanzheng returned to his room dejectedly.
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