Fagga thoughtfully held up two fingers, nodding affirmatively as he spoke, and finally winked at Ellen.
This infuriated Eileen, but constrained by her excessively high moral standards, she racked her brains for a long time but couldn't find any offensive words. She could only manage to say:
"You...you gecko! A chameleon that turns white when exposed to sunlight!"
"It's alright, better than Batman Xiren."
Fagar glanced at Ellen, but her words didn't anger him; instead, they amused him.
"You should save your breath. You're not cut out for gossiping... huh?"
Seeing Eileen's angry expression, which hinted at her about to take off her headphones and hit someone, Fagga immediately looked away, not intending to dance on the edge of a gas cylinder explosion.
But when he finally turned his attention away from Elaine, he found that the streets on both sides of Canvas Lane were packed with people.
Suddenly, a little girl squeezed out from the crowd on both sides, ran to Fagga, and pushed a basket of eggs in her hand to him.
"Big brother, this is for you!"
Fagga paused for a moment, staring blankly at the little girl.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves. Fagga and Ellen didn't think of running away at first, but now they can't run away anymore.
The enthusiastic villagers immediately surrounded Fagga and Ellen, showering them with words of gratitude and local specialties.
"Child, this is the cured meat we smoked for the New Year. Take a look."
"Here you go, this is top-quality ham, we've kept it for three years! Absolutely no worms!"
"And durian, my family's durian!"
"..."
"Okay, okay, thank you, folks."
Fagar had never seen anything like this before. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. In his eyes, the villagers' enthusiasm was a far greater pressure than the combined pressure from the two deadly butchers.
Fagga awkwardly thanked them one after another, his back bent from the weight.
As for Ellen, she wasn't much better off.
With an energy-saving personality, she avoids speaking to strangers and tries to keep her expression to herself when dealing with clients.
But when she was greeted by the smiling faces of the villagers, she suddenly felt immense pressure. At such a young age, she was overwhelmed by the kindness of others and nodded her thanks to each of them.
Finally, someone threw a durian over.
Eileen twisted her neck and hit Fagga squarely on the back of the head, who cried out in pain, "Who threw that durian!"
A group of people quickly came over to check on Fagga and asked if he was injured. They grabbed his arm and asked if he wanted to come to his house for a visit and try some local specialties.
Faga repeatedly declined, clasping his hands in a fist and saying, "Fellow villagers, thank you for your kindness. Baizhi Heavy Industry has only done what we should do. We just hope you will continue to support Baizhi Heavy Industry in the future. Thank you!"
After saying that, Fajar grabbed Elaine and ran.
About three minutes later, Fagar slumped into the passenger seat, saying weakly, "I really... I've never felt so mentally exhausted, not even when I was killing the road butcher."
"On the bright side, at least we won't have to buy groceries for a week."
Fagga twisted his body and looked back. The back seat of the car was piled up like a mountain, and even the seats were covered with fruits and vegetables given by the villagers.
Ellen gripped the steering wheel, stepped on the gas, shifted gears, and drove toward Victoria headquarters, saying casually, "But your advertising slogan was too stiff. What if Baizhi Heavy Industry complains to us?"
"A five-million-dollar commission means doing five-million-dollar work. Besides, we've already sold our reputation to them for more than five million. Do you expect me to write a whole essay on the spot?"
Fagar unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and poured it into his mouth, while simultaneously unscrewing another bottle and handing it to Ellen.
Eileen reached out and caught it, taking a small sip.
In her chat logs with Bai Zhi Heavy Industry, Ai Lian not only invited them to deal with Yuanjing Industry, but also discussed the sale of reputation.
Five million tinneys—White Heavy Industries' feat of buying Victoria Household was remarkable.
They will share the honor of besieging Dead Road Butcher, thwarting Vision Industries' evil plan, and saving Canvas Lane with Rabbit House.
"We are a housekeeping company!"
After Ellen finished drinking the water, she handed the bottle to Fagga, who then closed the lid.
"Yes, at least in the police department's records, we are just a housekeeping company."
Fagga finished Elaine's sentence.
Victoria Housekeeping is just a housekeeping company, at least on the surface.
It can be unknown, or it can display a banner presented by a customer, or it can receive praise from New Ailidu as an excellent housekeeping company.
But it never has any side businesses; it's very clean!
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