Chapter 33: Mr. Sheng, I beg you

A reality show is something that is not worthy of being shown on the stage.

But because Sheng Yuxiao went there, now even Qin Sui has been there.

This unpresentable thing was immediately brought to the eyes of the wives of various wealthy families, and under the guidance of Mrs. Qin, they began to watch it from the first issue...

"This house is too shabby. How could Xu Qiulai bear to send his son there?"

“So dirty.”

"But this little girl is so pitiful."

"I've never seen Young Master Sheng be so gentle."

"It's rare for Qin Sui to be so patient."

The wives of wealthy families watched and exclaimed softly. As the show progressed, they gradually changed from being disgusted at the beginning to feeling sorry for Li Xiaoya.

Never mind whether they are truly pitiful or not. They usually do charity work anyway. How could they harbor any ill will towards a little girl from a mountain village?

The name Li Xiaoya became familiar among them.

Ning Heng, mentioned by Mrs. Qin, also heard about this program from her mother.

He was not as resistant and disgusted as Qin Sui was at the beginning.

"Isn't Brother Sheng there? Sure, I'll go. It's like traveling with Brother Sheng."

Ning Heng said this and also posted a Weibo.

@我是宁昅: @盛YX, my mother said she would send me to your place for reform.

With Qin Sui in front and Ning Heng behind, they immediately attracted the attention of netizens.

[What's wrong with you rich people? Are you using Li Xiaoya as a dungeon? ]

[No wonder Li Qingqing's grandfather wanted to kill Li Xiaoya. If he read this news, wouldn't he be even more jealous? ]

[It should be just a joke, go away, go away. How can there be so many rich young masters going to the mountain village to suffer? The rules of this program don't allow for this. ]

It’s a hot topic online.

At this moment, Li Xiaoya couldn't help but sneeze.

Sheng Yuxiao put a mask on her with his backhand: "You are not fully recovered yet, so wear the mask." However, as soon as it was put on, the mask slipped down.

Because Li Xiaoya's face is too small.

Sheng Yuxiao had no choice but to tie a knot and then bend down to put it on her again.

Dou Dawei was watching this scene from a distance, but seeing that they were about to return to Lijia Village after packing up, he could not wait any longer and rushed over.

"Little girl, do you still remember me?" Dou Dawei was so nervous that his voice was shaking.

Sheng Yuxiao glanced at him and said, "It's you. You were instrumental in reporting the news that day. I haven't had time to thank you yet."

Dou Dawei's nervous mood relaxed. Great, with Master Sheng's words, it means everything is stable.

Li Xiaoya also said in a crisp voice: "Thank you uncle for helping me. And the nurse sister that day..."

Sheng Yuxiao asked: "Which nurse?" This one should also be thanked and cannot be omitted.

Sheng Yuxiao already realized that he had the mentality of a parent.

Dou Dawei said quickly, "I saw her name tag the other day. It said Lin Xiaoru."

Sheng Yuxiao nodded to indicate that he had taken note of it.

Dou Dawei rubbed his hands together: "Well, Mr. Sheng, I..."

Sheng Yuxiao seemed very generous: "Reward? I'll have someone give it to you." He paused and asked, "How about 200,000? Do you have any other requests?"

Li Xiaoya's eyes widened immediately and he quickly pulled Sheng Yuxiao's sleeve.

Her hands were small, so Sheng Yuxiao held her hands in his, preventing her from moving.

"You, you are really generous, but I don't want money." Dou Dawei calmed down his excitement. He knew that these rich second-generations were generous, but he didn't expect them to be so generous, giving out 200,000 yuan in cash without blinking an eye, just like giving two dollars.

"No money, then what do you want?"

"I, I would like to ask Mr. Shanda to invest in my factory."

Sheng Yuxiao frowned and looked at Dou Dawei again.

Although Sheng Yuxiao was still a child in front of him, Dou Dawei could not stand his scrutiny. He panicked unconsciously and stammered in defense: "That day, I saw Li Xiaoya and Qin Shao selling mushrooms together. I, I recognized Qin Shao and wanted to ask Qin Shao for help at that time. I didn't expect that something happened the next day..."

"What a coincidence! I was about to go bankrupt and was dealing with the sale of my property. After I packed up the things in the house, I ran into Li Hongguang holding the duckling. I... I really wanted to use my achievements to ask for investment. My intentions were not pure, I..."

Dou Dawei, a grown man, was under tremendous pressure and choked up as he spoke.

Li Xiaoya rummaged through his pocket, handed him a piece of paper, and whispered, "Judging by the deeds, not the heart."

Dou Dawei was stunned for a moment, then nodded in ecstasy: "Yes, yes, let's talk about deeds, not hearts. Thank you, thank you, little girl. You, you really know a lot! You can even say such philosophical words!"

Li Xiaoya's voice became even quieter: "My mother taught me."

But then she changed the subject: "But you saved me, how can you ask Sheng Yuxiao for it?"

Sheng Yuxiao patted her head and said, "You are so disrespectful. When will you learn to call me brother?"

Li Xiaoya shook his head and said, "Uncle, I am very grateful to you. I can repay you, but..."

"No buts, you still want to be so clear with me?" Sheng Yuxiao sneered and looked at Dou Dawei, "Okay, what factory? Tell me clearly. Write a report on the operation of your factory to me, and make an investment plan... Write down the amount of money needed, where it will be used, and when it is expected to pay back."

Dou Dawei was immediately amazed.

He is worthy of being the eldest son of a top wealthy family, completely different from other rich second generations.

This person hasn't even graduated from high school, but he is already familiar with these matters and did not agree to anything rashly.

This young master is quite rational...

But that's the problem.

Dou Dawei had a bitter face, wondering how he could persuade this young master to invest his money in a business that would most likely continue to make losses for several years.

Sheng Yuxiao looked at his embarrassed expression and understood instantly: "It seems that you know very well that the factory you own cannot make money."

Dou Dawei said anxiously: “Have you heard of ‘Qianjin Fang’?”

"I've only heard of 'Thousand Gold Prescriptions' written by Sun Simiao."

"It means the same thing! The ancients believed that human life was more valuable than gold, so they named the life-saving prescriptions as Qianjin Prescriptions. We were originally a pharmaceutical company specializing in traditional Chinese medicine. We once launched medicines such as 'Si Ni', 'Wen Pi Jin', and 'Bai Tou Weng'. We called these synthetic prescriptions 'Qian Jin Prescriptions', which were also very famous decades ago.

"My father was still the head of the family at that time. After the business grew, his business partners advised him to develop in big cities, but he refused. He said that only the herbs grown in this poor place were more authentic. The quality of a medicinal ingredient depends not only on the processing method, but also on its growing environment. For example, saffron grown in Iran is the most authentic, and Gastrodia elata grown in Shennongjia is the most authentic..."

Dou Dawei wiped his face and said, "But, people from small places are short-sighted. My father's original intention was to help create jobs in his hometown. The bigger our business is, the more the locals will benefit. Who knew... who knew that people in the company stole the secret recipe and sold it! After my father got sick, the pharmaceutical company was completely ruined."

"When it came to me, the pharmaceutical company became a factory that only produced medicinal materials. Now the factory is about to collapse. A foreign company wanted to buy it for one million yuan. I know they didn't want the factory, but the last secret recipe my father left me before he died."

Dou Dawei looked at Sheng Yuxiao eagerly: "I don't want to sell it. I really don't want to sell it to a foreign company. But the shareholders can't hold on any longer and want to just sell it... No, I want it to survive."

Li Xiaoya didn't quite understand what was said, she only saw Dou Dawei's despair and pain, so she reached into her pocket again and handed him a piece of paper.

Dou Dawei said "thank you" and wiped his face with the paper.

"Young Master Sheng, please, I'm not blackmailing you, I just don't want to give up. Even if there is only one last chance, I have to try!" Dou Dawei almost knelt down in front of Sheng Yuxiao.

Sheng Yuxiao raised his eyebrows and looked down at Li Xiaoya: "What do you think?"

Li Xiaoya looked up blankly: "Ah? What did I say?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Sheng Yuxiao said nonchalantly.

It seemed that the money invested was just some pocket money for him.