Chapter 67 You can't ask me how someone my age can...
I've been hanging out with Ren Ziwei for too long. Like attracts like, and he's become like everyone else – he even approves of causing trouble! He's even personally funding the sponsorship!!
"They're here."
Take your positions.
"The flour is ready."
Mo Congyun and Wen Rongying stood on high stools on either side of the door, holding two buckets of flour aloft.
"Skyrocket ready."
Not wanting to affect her image, she simply gripped the foam gun tightly with both hands, even though she was wearing high heels.
"Five seconds left, five, four..."
Xie Liang spread layers of maltose on the ground.
Only Xi Shouge refused to go along with them, looking at them with a death wish.
The two buckets of flour were poured down with a splash.
Two foam guns sprayed haphazardly.
The two leather shoes were firmly stuck to the ground with maltose as soon as they entered the door.
Jiang Miaomiao grabbed him from behind, choked him, covered his nose, and pushed him forward half a step, making him the perfect scapegoat.
Ren Ziwei frantically waved his arms for help.
Jiang Miaomiao exclaimed in shock, "You're wearing leather shoes but no socks?"
Ren Ziwei paused for a second: "..."
He was utterly humiliated, pounding his chest and roaring, "Jiang Miaomiao, you're so shameless! And why did you pour so much flour? Why does the foam taste like mustard? And why did you buy such sticky maltose...?"
Xi Shouge, who had been observing from the sidelines, raised his hand and added, "Didn't you specify that Xie Liang should buy them all?"
Heh. Jiang Miaomiao really didn't sympathize with him. "He brought it on himself."
With so many pranks to come up with, it's clear that the mastermind behind it all is Ren Ziwei himself.
In the end, Yan Yousui was kind-hearted and silently handed Ren Ziwei a wet wipe.
Ren Ziwei was deeply moved and leaned pitifully on his shoulder, "Truly a life-saving angel..."
But the wet wipes that had just arrived were suddenly and urgently withdrawn.
He watched helplessly as Yan Yousui used the wet wipe to wipe away the flour marks he had left behind.
"..." I never would have guessed, this guy is the one who truly kills people by destroying their spirit.
Ren Ziwei covered his face and ran desperately towards the restroom.
Jiang Miaomiao asked everyone, "Do you need me to cut off the water and electricity to his bathroom?"
Everyone: "!!!" Good idea, ruthless enough.
But what if this vicious tactic comes back on them one day?
Leave room for maneuver in your actions, so you can meet again someday.
Mo Congyun, a complete opportunist, tossed aside his tools and waved awkwardly, saying, "Never mind, never mind."
Everyone quickly cleaned up the mess and cheered in unison, "Welcome, Dr. Yan!"
They lined up again and bowed at a 90-degree angle: "We sincerely know we were wrong, please ask Dr. Yan to let Brother Miao off the hook!"
"I'll try my best," Yan Yousui replied, a gentle smile on her face.
With this group of lively and energetic people accompanying Jiang Miaomiao in her entrepreneurial endeavors, he could truly relax.
With Yan Yousui's arrival, everyone clearly sensed that Jiang Miaomiao was beginning to show signs of being blinded by lust.
Shi Yi, Wen Rongying, Xi Shouge, and Mo Congyun all exclaimed in unison, "The power of love is indeed strong!"
Ren Ziwei and Xie Liang couldn't understand the joy of the Four Protectors having the same salary but an extra day off every week.
They seemed inexplicably listless.
Xie Liangnian's silence is perfectly normal; he can't stand seeing Jiang Miaomiao and Yan Yousui being so sweet together.
Ren Ziwei said, "I have a feeling I'm going to have to pay a five-figure sum for a wedding gift again! It's cruel!"
***
The mall's overall occupancy rate reached 95% for two consecutive months, with weekly sales remaining stable and satisfactory.
Jiang Miaomiao, who came from the port city, has successfully established herself in the Pengcheng business district and has received praise from the local business community and media interviews.
Yan Yousui was honored to learn this and planned to cook for her herself on the weekend to celebrate.
Jiang Miaomiao feigned composure: "Jiang Mian is treating us this weekend, let's go and have a meal there."
But Jiang Mian knew she was hosting a dinner party at home this weekend. She said, "How terrifying is your boyfriend's cooking? Does he blow up the kitchen?"
“No, no, no.” Jiang Miaomiao shook her head repeatedly, “He just has too much of an imagination.”
Jiang Mian asked with great interest, "Please give an example."
Jiang Miaomiao rattled off the dishes like a familiar list: "Oreo fried rice, watermelon rice, blueberry juice rice, milk tea rice porridge..."
"That's enough." Jiang Mian quickly called a halt; the scene was too colorful to imagine.
She said seriously, "It's just a meal. You're coming over on the weekend, there's no need for you to hurt yourselves."
So on the weekend, Yan Yousui drove his newly purchased car to pick up Jiang Miaomiao.
He had been picked up by her in a fancy car and by a beautiful woman several times before, which led Director Yao to ask him, "Xiao Yan, are you being kept? Although the pay at our hospital isn't high, it shouldn't be that bad..."
He needs to adjust his "gold digger" image.
Before arriving at Jiang Mian's house, the two drove through Xinzhou Street and stopped at a nearby supermarket to pick out gifts for home delivery.
Supermarket foot traffic has decreased significantly on weekends.
Yan Yousui pushed the shopping cart behind Jiang Miaomiao, "It's Saturday today, there shouldn't be so few people here."
Jiang Miaomiao was used to it: "Nowadays everyone likes to stay at home, and they can just order fresh produce to be delivered to their door whenever they want."
"Fresh produce group buying?" He had just arrived in Shenzhen and didn't quite understand.
Jiang Miaomiao explained briefly.
He seemed to understand but not quite, "The drinks are fine, but how can you tell the quality of raw meat and vegetables if you don't pick them out yourself?"
Yan Yousui asked incredulously, "Is it easier to make money than gambling?"
"It's her again?" Even though he had never dealt with her directly, Yan Yousui had heard plenty of stories about the trouble she had caused.
He loves her and hates her alike, and occasionally he goes against his principles. "Then I'll help you hate her. Although I'm not in business, I understand the meaning of 'people's livelihood.' This kind of approach is very similar to a Ponzi scheme that disrupts the market. Without a virtuous cycle, it will collapse sooner or later, and in the end, ordinary people will bear the consequences."
There are no permanent investors in fresh produce group buying, just as the market price of corn cannot always be discounted to 10 cents a cob.
But by exploiting greed, it slowly fosters people's laziness, drives out most small vegetable vendors and merchants from the market, then monopolizes most of the market, and gathers users in to be slaughtered at will!
They picked out seasonal fruits and Swiss rolls, then headed to the children's section.
Jiang Miaomiao was in a great mood at the thought of seeing her godson soon: "Last time I went there, Xie Ziqi lost all the games to me and then followed me around like an angry little duck. It was so funny and hilarious."
"If he calls you godmother, then what should he call me?" Yan Yousui asked knowingly.
She poked at his two shallow dimples, pretending not to know: "Of course I'll call you Three-Year-Old Yan, or Little Brother Yan?"
The two flirted and teased each other.
Little did they know that two familiar-looking people were pulling and tugging at each other ahead.
Jiang Miaomiao glanced over unintentionally and paused: Uh, it's Xie Ran and Song Xiyan? How come they're together?
Xie Ran, holding a toy car, coldly shook off Song Xiyan's hand and said impatiently, "Don't bother me."
But Song Xiyan, confident in her own worth, kept nagging: "President Xie, a good horse doesn't turn back to eat the grass it already grazed. Do people from families like ours need to be such sentimental fools? Our marriage is a union of equals; after we're married, we can each do whatever we want..."
Jiang Miaomiao: "..."
She reached out and covered Yan Yousui's ears tightly, saying, "Don't listen to such vulgar and indecent language."
"Oh." Yan Yousui smiled and let her cover her mouth.
He glanced sideways, not stopping him from picking out toys for Xie Ziqi.
Xie Ran spotted them.
Instead of dodging or running away, it comes straight at you.
Song Xiyan grabbed him, trying to linger. But she was met with two cold, murderous glares, which frightened her so much that she involuntarily let go.
Xie Ran walked straight up to them and asked, "Are you... going to Jiang Mian's house for dinner?"
Because this supermarket is the closest to Jiang Mian's home.
Jiang Miaomiao nodded, looking at him and Song Xiyan, who was reluctant to leave behind him, with a half-smile.
Song Xiyan harbored deep resentment towards her for witnessing her disheveled state once again. She glared at her with hatred in her eyes.
Jiang Miaomiao curled her lips in a mocking smile. Was it her fault that she was too short to climb the social ladder?
Xie Ran said, "If it's convenient, Miss Jiang, could you please take the toy to Ziqi for me?"
It seems Jiang Mian won't even let him in the door?
Then she absolutely could not go against Jiang Mian's wishes.
Jiang Miaomiao declined: "Mr. Xie, it's inconvenient."
Xie Ran's face immediately darkened.
Jiang Miaomiao changed the subject to another topic that interested him, "First there was Miss Ruan, now there's Miss Song. Mr. Xie is really in high demand."
Jiang Miaomiao: "I just witnessed President Xie having an affair with Miss Song, and I was just telling the truth. But President Xie is actually angry? Is he feeling guilty?"
Xie Ran stared at her coldly.
Song Xiyan, wanting to please her, hurriedly interjected, "Xie Ran, she has a notoriously sharp tongue. We don't need to listen to her nonsense here!"
Jiang Miaomiao sneered: "I always speak the truth. If you don't want to hear honest advice, why force yourself to listen? Are you just being a masochist?"
Jiang Miaomiao turned to Yan Yousui as if she hadn't seen him, "Have you chosen a gift for our godson?"
Yan Yousui nodded and waved the pop-up book "The World of Insects" that she had just taken from the shelf.
While Jiang Miaomiao was arguing, he was multitasking.
“Ziqi’s house is full of toy cars, but this book is better. He’s never seen one before, so it’s new to him.” Jiang Miaomiao’s words were loaded with meaning. Finally, she said “Goodbye” and then pulled Yan Yousui away.
Xie Ran, on the other hand, looked down at the toy car she had picked out with a rather sarcastic expression.
...
Jiang Mian's house.
Her two best friends, Lu Han and Mo Yanfei, had arrived early, and there was also an extra person, Shan Zuoxi, who insisted on coming by blocking Lu Han's door.
With Jiang Miaomiao's successful history as a "godmother" in the early stages, these two women are now racing against time to seize Xie Ziqi's positions as "second godmother" and "third godmother".
Xie Ziqi was so annoyed by the two that he couldn't even finish the puzzle, and ran away in a huff.
So, Mo Yanfei and Lu Han turned to infighting, first deciding who was the "second godmother".
Dan Zuoxi hates women arguing the most, so he went to squat on the balcony.
I happened to be squatting next to Xie Ziqi.
Dan Zuoxi said angrily, "...Have these women never seen a man before? What kind of attitude is that!" Just now, they had ignored him.
He turned his head and saw Xie Ziqi, who was squatting next to him, also praising with his round face in his hands: "This brother is so handsome." Suitable for all ages and gentlemen, this perfectly describes Yan Yousui!
Dan Zuoxi said indignantly, "Little brat, what do you know? Do you even know what it means to know someone's face but not their heart?"
Xie Ziqi shook his head: "I don't know."
Dan Zuoxi snorted: "Do you know what it means to be a beast in human form?"
Xie Ziqi shook his head: "I still don't know."
Xie Ziqi finally complained, "Uncle Shan, can't you ask me something I'm old enough to answer?"
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