Uncle Zhong couldn't understand what he was saying, and even the people around him were completely baffled by what he was saying.
Yan Jie began to coax and persuade:
"Uncle Zhong, you drive your beekeeping truck all year round, braving wind and rain to catch the flowering season. How long do you usually stay in one place?"
"I'll stay as long as the flowers last."
"Our beekeeping philosophies coincide."
Yan Jie agreed, "We'll keep bees for as long as the rapeseed flowers bloom here. Uncle Zhong, the rapeseed flowers in Canglang Village are in full bloom, so why go to all this trouble to go to another place?"
Uncle Zhong was almost persuaded by him:
"Having traveled all over the country for so many years, I know of a locust forest that can produce even better honey than this place."
"But you can't sell it for the price I'm offering."
Yan Jie quietly unleashed his trump card, trying to win people over: "Uncle Zhong, we are building the Canglang Village honey brand and would like to invite you to stay and turn these 300 acres of rapeseed flowers into honey. Your salary will be three times what you used to be."
The concept of honey from Canglang Village, which he came up with on a whim, was transformed into a promising business empire after being verbally promoted.
Uncle Zhong was deeply moved, but he remained outwardly composed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Yan Jie looked at the village chief beside him:
“Village chief, we will not take the rapeseed flowers in the village for nothing. Like the peaches and free-range eggs, Canglang Village honey will be made into a village brand. However, this time we will give 30% of the profits to the village committee.”
Upon hearing this, the village chief exclaimed "Good!" three times, beaming with joy as if he had found money for free.
He put his arm around Uncle Zhong's neck, and the two brothers made the decision for him:
“I agreed to this on behalf of Lao Zhong. For the development of the village and for his own savings to build a house, he has to agree even if he doesn’t want to.”
【(﹁﹁)~→The King of Hell knows how to brainwash people.】
Once again, I'm impressed by Yan Wang's business acumen.
Watching Yama (the King of Hell) make money is so addictive! Men who make money are definitely the most appealing!
The six people put on protective suits and, together with Uncle Zhong, unloaded the beehives from the vehicle and moved them to the woods.
Jiang Hexi was at the very back of the line. When she saw the bees buzzing around outside the beehives in the distance, she felt a chill run down her spine.
Chu Yang picked up the beehive, then suddenly hissed and gasped, shouting urgently:
"Brother—, quick, quick, a bee stung my thigh!"
Shen Yingyu pinched the bee between two fingers, easily capturing its life in his hand, and then released it with a flick of his wrist.
Jiang Hexi tightened the metal mesh mask on her head and asked Chu Yang how he felt as he passed by carrying the beehives:
"Yang, does it hurt when the bee stings you?"
"Sister, the sting was excruciating, it was swollen and painful, and now I feel like my thigh doesn't even belong to me anymore."
Jiang Hexi was really frightened. She was thinking that it wasn't necessary to keep bees and was about to turn around and run away when Yan Jie picked up the beehive from the car and put it in her arms.
Her ears were filled with a low buzzing sound. She saw bees swarming out of the hive. After a moment of fear, she immediately returned the hive.
However, Yan Jie anticipated her movements, shoved the beehive firmly into her arms, turned her around, and pushed her away.
"There is only one way to save you: follow this path down, carry the beehives into the woods, and you will be free."
Jiang Hexi was extremely tense, all the muscles in her body were taut, and even though the bees hadn't stung her, she felt pain all over her body!
She was driven to the brink, so she decided to go all out. Rather than die in fear, she would rather die quickly and painlessly!
Jiang Hexi's body erupted with boundless power, and she dashed into the woods, screaming "Ahhhhhh!" all the way, startling the bees into flying out of their hives.
Everyone was so shocked by her action that they lost all composure.
A screaming figure running wildly, followed by a swarm of black bees buzzing behind him—the scene was utterly breathtaking.
Viewers in the live stream:
Uh... does Xi-mei even realize that running so fast, there's a high chance she'll get stung by a bee...?
Did she really think that because she ran fast enough, the bees couldn't keep up with her pace?
Am I the only one who burst out laughing after the initial shock? Hehehehe, I really want to interview Ximei and ask her what she was thinking!
Uncle Zhong stretched out his arm and pointed at Jiang Hexi, saying, "Who let that person run like that? Who exactly is she?"
"Phoenix Chick".
Yan Jie introduced in a serious tone: "The man standing in front of her who didn't know to give way is her partner, Wolong."
Uncle Zhong was completely confused, but off-camera, a large group of staff burst into laughter.
[Yan Wang truly lives up to his reputation for being a sharp-tongued person; his introduction of Xi Mei and Xiao Bai Yang almost made me laugh uncontrollably.]
[The King of Hell's serious expression was comical, while Uncle Zhong looked completely bewildered; the scene was strangely hilarious!]
Jiang Hexi placed the beehives on the stand and quickly ran behind another tree to hide. She kept patting her chest and exclaiming how close she had come to disaster.
The village chief rushed over and berated her harshly:
"Are you out of your mind? If you ran like that, the bees would sting you until you were a sieve!"
"But I wasn't stung."
After saying this, Jiang Hexi realized something. She looked down at her protective suit and couldn't help but feel smug.
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