Chapter 1680: Unreasonable and Thick-Skinned

After hearing this, the engineer gave a bitter smile: "You are making things difficult for me."

If he could, Xie Wanyi would not want to make things difficult for others either.

It was just that the time left for him was truly not much.

According to the initial plan, at this stage, the company should have already negotiated several partnerships.

Regarding the company's promotion, it should have also been unfolding in an overwhelming manner.

What everyone saw was the limitless future of this emerging brand.

But a competitor suddenly appeared and forcibly snatched away Xie Wanyi's partnership opportunities.

One didn't even need to think to know that this competitor was definitely Li Xingyan.

Li Xingyan followed Jiang Baobao's orders and did not play dirty against Xie Wanyi.

At this moment, he was merely competing fairly.

But the existence of the Li Family was, in itself, a form of unfairness.

In order to withstand such a massive competitor, Xie Wanyi had to change his strategy on the fly.

For example, building his own factory.

This was a plan Xie Wanyi had intended to execute only after the company had stabilized.

Now, he had to move it up a bit.

Taking a deep breath, Xie Wanyi said: "I know this is very hard, but it is not impossible."

The engineer scratched his head and replied: "If all aspects coordinate well, it is worth a try."

"I will do my best to coordinate, and I also hope that you all can give it your all."

"Alright."

In fact, increasing efficiency was beneficial to both sides.

It was just that the process was very challenging, and the engineer needed to plan it out carefully.

As for Xie Wanyi, he prepared to go elsewhere to take another look.

But just as he rounded a quiet corner, he heard a reprimand: "You cannot be like this!"

Xie Wanyi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

This voice...

His heart stirred, and he followed the sound to find the source.

The scenery in this part of the suburbs was very unique, with mountains and water, and even antique-style architecture.

Jiang Motian had heard of it before.

Now that she heard this area was to be demolished, Jiang Motian decided to capture the scenery here on canvas before that happened.

As it turned out, she hadn't been painting for long when a child who had come here to play wandered over.

At first, the child was just watching.

But soon, a chubby little hand reached over, wanting to take Jiang Motian's paintbrush.

And he even wanted to scribble on her canvas!

Jiang Motian had to speak up to stop him.

Then the child's grandfather immediately appeared and shouted righteously: "How can you be so fierce to a child!"

Finally seeing the child's guardian, Jiang Motian hurriedly said: "This child is messing with my things; please keep an eye on him."

"Oh, he isn't messing around, he just likes to paint. If you let him paint a few strokes, that will be it, and he won't keep bothering you."

The old man was urging others to be "magnanimous."

And his attitude of talking without feeling the pain made Jiang Motian very angry.

Jiang Motian gritted her teeth and retorted unpleasantly: "If that happens, my painting will be ruined!"

The old man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Your painting isn't that great anyway, so if it's ruined, it's ruined..."

Jiang Motian:...

"Besides, many art masters specifically look for children to doodle a few strokes, and then it becomes a one-of-a-kind creation. If you can't do that, it's because your level isn't good enough."

After the old man finished speaking, he muttered some other things.

Things like why a girl would study painting, wasting time.

Things like how his eldest grandson would be a dragon among men in the future.

Things like...

In any case, Jiang Motian couldn't listen anymore!

This was the first time she had seen someone so unreasonable and thick-skinned!

Seeing his grandfather backing him up, the brat moved to grab the paintbrush again.

Jiang Motian dodged, then her eyes turned, and she changed her strategy: "Then pay five hundred first, and your grandson can paint whatever he wants on this."

"What, five hundred? Are you robbing me!"

"This canvas is 200, the paints are 100, and the lost-work fee is 200. The prices are clearly marked; I'm not cheating you."

After saying this, Jiang Motian smiled at the child and said: "Little friend, do you want to paint? Make your grandfather pay."

The child had no concept of money.

He only felt that if he wanted something, his grandfather should satisfy him.

So the child ran to the old man's side and started throwing a tantrum: "Grandpa, I want to paint, I want to paint, hurry up and pay!"

The old man frowned.

He was reluctant to spend the money, but also reluctant to not satisfy his grandson.

So...

He thought of a devious trick: "Are you stupid? Just go ahead and paint; let's see what she can do to you!"

Hearing these words that crossed the line, Jiang Motian widened her eyes in shock.

This old man and this young child were impossible to scold and impossible to touch.

If the brat really acted recklessly...

Just as Jiang Motian was getting a headache, the child twisted his body left and right, breaking free from Jiang Motian.

Afterwards, he took the paint palette and started flinging it around wildly!

The child was having a great time flinging it.

But paint was splattering everywhere!

"Yay, it's raining colorful rain!"

The brat was cheering, the old man was gratified, and Jiang Motian...

She dodged in a disheveled state while shouting, "Put that down right now!"

Jiang Motian wanted to stop the child, but the child started flinging paint onto Jiang Motian's body.

And the child's grandfather, far from stopping the child, was cheering him on from the side.

It was as if his grandson had done something incredibly impressive.

But soon, the old man's expression changed.

A man appeared, and like he was picking up a chick, he grabbed the child by the collar, stopping him from running around.

With his other hand, he snatched away the palette, making it impossible for the child to cause any more trouble.

Controlled, the child felt a bit scared and immediately burst into tears with a "Wah!"

The old man also walked over furiously, roaring, "What are you doing? How can you lay a hand on a child! There's simply no justice!"

"I won't just lay a hand on the child, I can also..."

Xie Wanyi didn't finish his sentence; he merely raised an eyebrow, and immediately, people surrounded the old man.

The old man hurriedly clutched his chest, warning, "I have high blood pressure, heart disease, diabetes..."

Before the old man could finish, Xie Wanyi interrupted, "No matter what illness you have, feel free to collapse; whatever the cost, I'll pay."

Willing to pay?

That was great!

The old man was delighted inside and wanted to put his acting skills to use.

But the young man in front of him added, "And I'll pay for the funeral expenses while I'm at it."

The child was curious and asked, "What are funeral expenses?"

Xie Wanyi let go of the brat, leaned down, and explained with great patience, "When your grandfather dies, his money will all be yours."

There's such a good thing?

The child opened his mouth and asked, "Then Grandpa, when are you going to die?"

The old man was so angry!

He raised his hand and slapped the child!

The brat had been spoiled rotten; when had he ever been hit like this? He immediately stretched his neck and started wailing!

The child's crying was thin and shrill, hurting people's eardrums.

One of Xie Wanyi's subordinates was so annoyed by the noise that he couldn't stand it.

Unable to bear it any longer, he snapped a wooden stick with his bare hands and threatened, "Try crying again and see what happens!?"

This tactic was very effective; the child stopped crying immediately.

Xie Wanyi glanced at the pale-faced old man and asked, "Still not leaving? Are you waiting for me to pay those funeral expenses?"

Upon hearing this, the old man's shoulders trembled.

Afterwards, he hurriedly dragged the brat away.