Chapter 327 - Partnership!
Chapter 327: Partnership!
Translator: Lonelytree
‘When Gong Tianhao saw Yan Siming in this state, he thought of how miserable he was when he first used the well. He was no better than Yan Siming.
However, at this moment, Gong Tianhao did not forget to kick Yan Siming when he was down.
He chuckled and said, “Chairman Yan is so smart. I can’t believe he doesn’t know how to use a simple pump!”
Xiao Lingyu, “.”
‘This man isa child! Isn’t he embarrassed? Has he forgotten how it went when he first used the well? This is the pot calling the kettle black:
When Yan Siming heard Gong Tianhao’s words, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Gong Tianhao, the richest man in the country, was sitting in a small farmhouse and making fun of him. Wasn’t he being a little childish?
Yan Siming decided to ignore this childish person.
Looking at his wet pants, Yan Siming frowned slightly.
It was very uncomfortable.
Xiao Lingyu seemed to see through his thoughts and said, “Brother Yan, your pants are wet. Why don’t you change into another pair? I’ll get my brother’s pants for you. However, he’s not as tall as you, so they might be shorter on you.”
Yan Siming was a little hesitant.
He didn’t like wearing other people’s clothes, not to mention clothes that didn’t fit him. However, he was more uncomfortable wearing wet slacks.
Xiao Lingyu said, “Don’t worry. My younger brother’s pants are new. My mom has washed them, but he hasn’t worn them. Would you like to try them?”
After saying that, Xiao Lingyu got up and went back to her brother’s room to look for his pants.
A moment later, she took out a pair of light blue shorts and said, “Brother Yan, this is the one. Why don’t you change into them and let your pants out to dry first? Your pants are so wet. It’s uncomfortable wearing them.”
Yan Siming took Xiao Lingye’s pants and went to Xiao Lingye’s room to change. He didn’t like wearing another person’s clothes, but he had no choice.
After all, wearing wet pants was even more uncomfortable.
‘When Yan Siming changed and came out, Xiao Lingyu’s eyes immediately lit up.
She exclaimed, “Brother Yan, your calves are so tender and white. Haha…
‘When she said this, the two men’s faces turned black at the same time.
Gong Tianhao’s face turned black because Xiao Lingyu was actually paying attention to the other man’s legs.
Yan Siming’s face didn’t look good because he felt like he had been mocked. What was wrong with having fair and tender legs?
Then, Gong Tianhao glanced at him and said coldly, ‘Why would a grown man have such fair and slender legs?” They were fairer than the calves shown on television by female models. His skin was smooth and pearly.
Yan Siming walked over casually, holding his wine-red pants in his hand.
Then, he looked at Xiao Lingyu and said with a smile, “At least Yu’Er likes them, right?”
Xiao Lingyu covered her mouth and said with a smile, ‘Which woman doesn’t like to have a pair of fair and tender legs?”
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Yan Siming, *…” He felt pricked.
But there was nothing he could do. He didn’t want to have a woman’s fair and tender skin either.
But his skin was naturally this way. No matter how hard he tried, it wouldn’t tan. He tried laying under the sun for a few days, but his skin was still so fair. While others used sunscreen, he applied anti-white cream.
Therefore, Yan Siming hated exposing his skin. If it weren’t for the accident, he also didn’t want to expose his thighs and calves, and he wouldn’t be laughed at by his love rival.
The black lines on Gong Tianhao’s face instantly disappeared.
On the inside, the two men were fighting.
On the outside, Liao Guohui kept begging people to introduce him to someone from the Yan Family.
Yan Siming wanted Liao Guohui to go bankrupt. But, it had not been announced to the public yet. So people did not know that Liao Guohui had unknowingly offended Yan Siming. Otherwise, they wouldn’t help him.
Liao Guohui finally made the connection. The person he found was a big shot. He was Yan Siming’s biological father, Yan Yiging.
‘The middleman invited them to a nice place. Liao Guohui knew how to behave. He prepared a big gift for Yan Yiging.
When Liao Guohui saw Yan Yiging, he felt dizzy and swayed. Yan Yiging really looked like Yan Siming.
However, Yan Siming’s father was more mature and steady because of his age.
He had a cigarette in his hand. When he saw Liao Guohui, he frowned and asked, “Why are you looking for me? Is it something important?”
Liao Guohui immediately nodded. “Yes, Mr. Yan.” When he said this, he handed the exquisite box in his hand to Yan Yiging and said with a fawning tone, “Mr. Yan, it’s our first time meeting. This is a small token of appreciation. Please accept it!”
Yan Yiging took a puff of smoke and exhaled. The smoke shrouded his slightly squinted and electrified eyes.
He said, “If you have something to say, just say it.”
They had a secret conversation. When Liao Guohui exited the private room, he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Liao Guohui finally achieved his goal.
The Global Tourism Development Company was saved.
With the appearance of the new partnership with the Yan Family, they would take over that cow.
That secret person might be powerful, but could they be more powerful than the Yan Family? He would see how the person would protect Taoyuan Village.
After Liao Guohui left, Yan Yiging flicked the ash off his cigarette. His brows were tightly knitted as if he was deep in thought.
Liao Guohui told him something very surprising. The small village had a huge secret. It had a Little Cattle King! The cow’s feces could be used as fertilizer to make crops grow better, and the taste was not bad.
Liao Guohui told him that his second brother’s strawberries were sourced from Taoyuan Village. Yan Yiging knew his second brother’s supermarket had only bought a few thousand catties of strawberries, but they had made a profit of several million. It created a new record at National Union Supermarket!
‘When Yan Yiging heard this, he was very moved. No one would complain about having more money. He had no reason to deny a project like this.
However, Yan Yiging frowned again.
Liao Guohui said that he had faced troubles from Yan Siming. However, Yan Siming interfered not to develop Taoyuan Village but to protect it.
“Taoyuan Village, Taoyuan Village. Why does the name sound so familiar?” Yan Yiging muttered a few times, and then he thought of something. ‘Wait. Haven’t Siming and the old man been arguing about Taoyuan Village?”
Thinking of this, Yan Yiging took out his phone and made a call.
‘When Yan Siming returned to City Z, he received a call from his father.
“Dad…”
Yan Siming said, “Yes, I just came back from Taoyuan Village. What?!”
With a whoosh, Yan Siming came to an emergency brake.
“You want to cooperate with Liao Guohui to develop Taoyuan Village together?!” Yan Siming was shocked.
However, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. ‘This Liao Guohui is really cunning. He actually went to ask my father for help.’
“No, Dad, why are you working with Liao Guohui?” Yan Siming asked in puzzlement, “Taoyuan Village is remote, and it’s not a suitable spot for tourism. Other than peach trees, there’s nothing here.”
Yan Yiging didn’t hide anything and said, “Liao Guohui told me that there’s a Little Cattle King in the village. Its feces can be used to grow better crops. The extremely popular strawberries your second uncle sold came from Taoyuan Village.”
Yan Siming frowned and asked sharply, “So, dad, just like Liao Guohui, your real goal is the Little Cattle King, right?”
Yan Yiging didn’t hide anything from his son and said, “Yes, the cow’s value is very high. The strawberry farmer only planted six Mu of land, and she got several million in return.
“Your second uncle sold a few thousand catties of strawberries and also earned a few million. So, if we have that cow, welll create a higher income.”
Hearing his father’s faint interest, Yan Siming took a deep breath.
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Then, he said directly, “Dad, do you know who owns the Little Cattle King? She’s my good friend! Do you want me to steal from my good friend?”
Yan Yiging, “…”