Chapter 72 Virtual Account Cat's Paw Board of Directors
Sun Xiaojun felt that he had never suffered so much in his life.
Ever since that day he finished his interview at Meow Meow Farm, his heart has been like it's being slowly roasted over a fire, neither rising nor falling, feeling lost and uncertain.
Back in the small rented room he and his girlfriend Xiaofang shared in town, he felt awkward, unsure whether to sit or stand, his eyes constantly drifting towards his old cell phone.
"Junzi, stop shaking, you're making me dizzy." Xiaofang was mending an old garment when she saw him pacing back and forth in the small room. She couldn't help but speak up, her voice filled with heartache and the same anxiety.
She was a pretty girl with delicate features and quick hands and feet. However, her job as a waitress in a small restaurant in town was hard work, and she always looked a little tired.
"Fang, do you think... Boss Shi and the others might like me?" Sun Xiaojun stopped and rubbed his hands, his dark face full of anxiety. "Was I too nervous that day? I couldn't even speak properly... If only I had performed better..."
Xiaofang put down her needlework, took his rough hand, and gently patted it to comfort him, "How can you look down on him? As long as you work hard, Boss Shi is a smart man and will definitely notice. Besides, didn't you say that Manager Su praised your attitude?"
She offered words of comfort, but inside she felt like she had a rabbit in her hand, her heart pounding with uncertainty.
She knew very well what this job meant to Sun Xiaojun, and to both of them.
It means they no longer have to leave their hometowns to work on unfamiliar construction sites and be at the mercy of others; it means they can put down roots on this familiar land; it means that the small, warm home they have longed for for so long has become a possibility.
For the next few days, Sun Xiaojun barely ate or drank anything.
I can't muster the energy to look for odd jobs. I often stare blankly at my food while eating. At night, I toss and turn, my mind filled with the interview scene and my answers. The more I think about it, the more I feel that I didn't perform well here and shouldn't have said those things.
Xiaofang watched him grow thinner and thinner, and she was worried. She tried her best to make him some good food, but all she could say was, "What's the rush? What's meant to come will come."
On the afternoon of the third day, the old cell phone, which had been silent for several days, finally rang with a "ding," a text message notification tone.
Sun Xiaojun was sitting on the doorstep in a daze when he heard the sound. He jumped up as if he had been electrocuted and frantically reached for his phone.
The more anxious he became, the more his hands, calloused from years of hard work, trembled. In the end, his phone slipped like a mudfish and almost fell to the ground.
Xiao Fang heard the noise inside the house and quickly ran out. When she saw him like that, she felt both amused and sorry for him.
Seeing Sun Xiaojun's trembling hands as he tried to unlock the phone several times without success, she finally couldn't wait any longer and snatched the phone away. "Look at you, so useless! I'll do it!"
Sun Xiaojun held his breath, staring intently at Xiaofang's face, trying to read the answer from her expression.
Xiaofang quickly opened the text message, her eyes scanning the screen. At first, she nervously pursed her lips, but then her bright eyes gradually widened, and the corners of her mouth uncontrollably turned up, higher and higher, until finally it turned into an incomparably radiant smile, with even tears of joy welling up in the corners of her eyes.
"Junzi! You passed! It's a notification that you passed the interview! They want you to report for duty next Monday!"
Xiaofang's voice rose with excitement, trembling with sobs and full of laughter. She held up her phone as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.
Sun Xiaojun was stunned, as if he didn't understand. After several seconds, the immense joy burst forth like a flood, instantly washing away all his tension and unease.
He yelled "Awooo!" and suddenly hugged Xiaofang tightly, spinning her around several times, shouting incoherently, "It's a success! It's really a success! Fang! We...we're a couple! We can get married!!"
Xiao Fang was being held by him, crying and laughing at the same time, and she pounded on his shoulder, "Put me down! You silly thing!"
After finally calming down, the two sat close together on the threshold, watching the setting sun over the distant fields. The golden afterglow bathed them, warm and comforting.
“Fang,” Sun Xiaojun said, holding her hand. His voice was still a little hoarse from excitement, but his eyes were full of confidence in the future. “Once I’m settled at the farm and have earned my first month’s salary, I’ll come to your house to propose marriage!”
Xiaofang blushed, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart, but deliberately retorted, "Who agreed to marry you!"
"Hehe," Sun Xiaojun chuckled, scratching his head, "I'll definitely work hard! I'll learn the skills from the master craftsman and try to become a team leader as soon as possible! Then, we'll rent a bigger house near the farm, or... or we'll see if the boss builds more dormitories. If there are dormitories, I'll apply for them!"
"Mmm!" Xiaofang nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling. "I heard that many factories have rooms for couples in their dormitories! Even if our farm doesn't have any, we can rent one nearby, right here! I... I'll also go and see if there are any job openings nearby. If our farm hires people for the canteen or cleaning, I'll apply! Then we can go to work together and come home together!"
"Yes! I'll be able to eat your hot meal after get off work! Once we've saved enough money, we'll get married and have a big, healthy son!" Sun Xiaojun dreamed, as if he could already see that perfect picture.
"I think a daughter would be great too!" Xiaofang couldn't help but feel shy as she imagined that kind of happiness, adding with a smile, "When the time comes, our child will grow up right next to this farm, playing with all those cats and dogs. She'll definitely be healthy and happy!"
The two chatted back and forth, their simple language weaving together their most sincere longing for ordinary happiness.
The setting sun cast long shadows of them, intertwining them, as if foreshadowing their future of being closely connected and striving together.
Just as Sun Xiaojun and Zheng Fang were immersed in joy, the expansion of Miaomiao Mimi Farm did not stop for a moment.
After three days of continuous communication via phone and email, the European supplier finally officially confirmed the order and agreed to the expedited air freight plan.
Meanwhile, other supporting equipment from within China has also arrived at the port and is being transported to the farm via logistics companies.
The factory buildings in Zone 2 stand tall. Unlike the traditional, charming buildings with a pastoral feel in Zone 1, they are more modern, with their silver-gray exterior walls gleaming in the sunlight.
The wide gate, in particular, which can accommodate large trucks, foreshadows the bustling traffic this place will handle in the future.
Su Qing practically lived in District 2.
She wore well-fitting work clothes and a safety helmet, always had a tablet computer in her hand, and her phone was constantly ringing.
She coordinated the order of equipment arrival, supervised the installation progress, and confirmed every detail with the engineers. Her voice was slightly hoarse from talking for a long time, but her eyes remained sharp and focused, ensuring that everything was progressing according to plan.
As Aunt Li whispered to Xiao Zhang in private, "Look at Manager Su's enthusiasm, he's even more enthusiastic than our Big Yellow chasing frisbees!"
Shi Wan, meanwhile, went to a nearby village, her feet glistening with morning dew.
She didn't drive; instead, she walked slowly with a canvas bag on her back, enjoying the fresh air in the fields at the end of winter and the beginning of spring.
Huanhuan excitedly followed beside her, sometimes rushing ahead to sniff the wildflowers by the field ridge, and sometimes running back to rub against her legs.
Tangyuan obediently squatted on Shi Wan's shoulder. This was a new hobby he had recently developed, as if he regarded Shi Wan as his personal vehicle. In reality, he was too lazy to walk and wanted Shi Wan to carry him.
Shi Wan's purpose for this trip was clear.
The main purpose was to visit Mr. Wu, a professional sheep farmer, to discuss expanding the supply of sheep milk.
Once the catnip biscuit production line in Zone 2 is fully operational, the demand for high-quality goat milk will increase significantly.
Grandpa Wu's sheep are free-range, drinking mountain spring water and eating mountain grass and herbs, resulting in rich and delicious milk, which is exactly what the farm needs.
As she walked along the familiar village road, villagers would greet her from time to time.
"Boss Shi is here! Have you eaten yet?"
"Boss Shi, you've come to see Grandpa Wu's sheep again?"
Shi Wan responded with a smile.
As she approached Grandpa Wu's house, she smelled an enticing aroma of food, seemingly emanating from a house by the roadside.
She knew this family. The man worked in the city, and the woman, surnamed Zhao, lived alone in the village with her child. She was said to be an excellent cook of local dishes.
Shi Wan's heart stirred slightly.
The staff for the canteen in Zone 2 have not yet been recruited.
Su Qing simply didn't include these logistics personnel in her production team, while Shi Wan was being picky.
She wanted clean, hygienic, and hardworking people, and she also wanted the food to be delicious.
Perhaps this Sister Zhao would be a good candidate?
She made a mental note of it, planning to have Su Qing or Aunt Li inquire about it later.
When she arrived at Grandpa Wu's house and explained her purpose, Grandpa Wu was very happy and patted his chest to assure her.
"Don't worry, Boss Shi, our goat milk is plentiful! How much do you want? I'll milk it for you right away! I guarantee it'll be just as good as before!"
Having reached an initial agreement on the terms and price, Shi Wan felt a little more at ease.
On the way back to the farm, the sun was setting, and the sky was ablaze with evening glow.
Huanhuan got tired from running and obediently followed at her feet.
Tangyuan remained seated firmly on the "carriage," but her head bobbed up and down, as if she were getting sleepy.
Shi Wan's steps were not fast. She hesitated for a moment, as if organizing her thoughts, and then slowly called Xing Lin's name in her mind.
"Xinglin, I was thinking... could you use data to create your own social media account? Like WeChat or something?"
After she finished speaking, she waited nervously.
Soon, that warm, magnetic voice rang in my ears, carrying a hint of barely perceptible doubt.
"Social media accounts?"
“Yes!” Shi Wan nodded vigorously. “You see, Su Qing is now in charge of the specific operations of the second district, and we need to communicate about many things together. But for your safety and the peace of our lives, I think it’s best not to reveal this secret to anyone. After all, if too many people know a secret, it’s no longer a secret.”
She paused, then her tone became light and serious again, "So I thought, why not introduce you to her as the farm's third employee! Just say that you are responsible for core technical support and data processing, and that due to health reasons or personal preference, you are used to working remotely and don't often come to the farm to work."
The more she talked, the more feasible the idea seemed to her, her eyes sparkling. "That way, the three of us can create a work group, and I won't have to be a mouthpiece for many things that require your participation in the discussion anymore! Plus, you'll have an official account, which... will make it feel more like you truly exist here, not just that I'm the only one who knows about you."
She carefully finished the last sentence, her cheeks slightly flushed.
She wasn't quite sure why she had such thoughts, but she sometimes felt that leaving him alone in that vast blue sea of data was rather cruel.
There was a moment of silence in my mind.
Just when Shi Wan thought he might find it troublesome or refuse, his voice rang out again, his gentle tone seemingly mixed with a faint hint of happiness.
"So how do you think this account should be managed to resemble a... programmer's account? I'm not quite sure how to do it."
Does this mean he's agreed?
Shi Wan was overjoyed and immediately began making plans with great enthusiasm.
"Using your current Inkball profile picture is great, it's unique and fits the farm theme!"
"Is it okay if my name is Xinglin?"
"As for your personal profile... just write 'Technical Consultant for Meow Meow Farm, specializing in system optimization and data analysis,' how about that? It fits your job description and is mysterious enough."
She poured out all her thoughts in a cheerful tone, as if she were meticulously crafting a brand new identity for an important friend.
“Of course, I think it’s fine too,” Xinglin’s voice was unusually cheerful, as if he had been infected by her, his tone was rising, “Then I will build it according to this.”
"Very good!"
Shi Wan cheered, as if she could already see the account named Xing Lin appear in her friend list, and also the efficient and harmonious discussion scene in the three-person work group in the future.
She took out her phone, held it, and waited for the friend request after the Star Alliance was successfully established. When she saw the little red dot appear, she immediately clicked to accept it.
He then immediately created a three-person group chat, eagerly renamed it "Cat's Paw Board of Directors," and tagged Su Qing.
"Su Qing, Su Qing! I'd like to introduce you to another important employee at the farm!"
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