After that, he asked casually, "Can you drive a harvester?"
After hearing this question, Chen Jinsheng finally understood what Fang Wenxuan wanted to do after going through so much trouble.
It turned out that this guy wanted him to drive a harvester to help him thresh the rice.
However, Fang Wenxuan was destined to be disappointed. Not to mention that he couldn't drive one, even if he really could drive a harvester, he wouldn't help.
He didn't want to lose the job he had worked so hard to find because of a mobile phone.
Chen Jinsheng shook his head: "Uh! Sorry, Teacher Fang, I really don't know how to do this."
Fang Wenxuan had already expected this answer, so he wasn't too disappointed.
He pretended to be generous and said, "It's okay, no need to apologize to me, I was just asking casually."
"How about this, go check how much oil is left in this harvester?"
Chen Jinsheng asked knowingly, "Ah? What are you looking at? Haven't we harvested all the land here? It seems like this thing won't be used anymore. It doesn't matter whether there's oil or not, right?"
Fang Wenxuan had no intention of explaining to him. He simply said with a stern face, "I told you to look, so just go and see. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Hearing Fang Wenxuan's blunt words, Chen Jinsheng couldn't help but curl his lips.
However, thinking that his new phone would still depend on this guy, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Although he didn't know how to drive, Chen Jinsheng still knew where the fuel tank was.
He came to the harvester's fuel tank, opened it and looked inside.
After realizing that he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, he ran to the side, found a stick, and stuffed it into the fuel tank.
Then he walked up to Fang Wenxuan with the stick in his hand and said, "Teacher Fang, there's not much oil left in here, but it should be enough for a short period of time."
Fang Wenxuan nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you did a great job. Don't worry, I will remember your performance."
When Chen Jinsheng heard Fang Wenxuan's words, he took it seriously and looked at him eagerly.
Seeing Chen Jinsheng's expectant eyes, Fang Wenxuan knew that this guy wanted to ask for benefits from him.
He sighed in frustration, what kind of luck did he have?
How come I met a fan who likes to take advantage of small things? His support and love for me are not pure at all.
If he hadn't just tested it, he would have suspected that this guy was a fake fan.
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