Chapter 117

Fan Jinyou froze on the spot!

He knew very well that if he wanted to run, he could definitely run away; after all, he was at the door, with one foot already outside.

But was it over just because he ran away?

Of course not!

He worked at the neighborhood office and was responsible for this area, so he was considered a well-known person.

If he ran away, his reputation would stink!

If someone reported him to the neighborhood office, it wouldn't just be a matter of his reputation stinking; at best, he'd be demoted to a remote area, and at worst, he'd be fired directly.

"Who ran away?"

"I just wanted to go out and get some air!"

Fan Jinyou gritted his teeth and turned back.

Running away was easy, but the aftereffects were too great; he couldn't afford it!

"Come, Fan Jinyou, cut open your watermelon too, let everyone judge whether your watermelon and mine are the same?"

Wan Ping'an pressed on step by step.

He had no objection to Fan Jinyou pursuing women.

But wanting to step on him and use him as a stepping stone was unforgivable!

"I, I..."

Fan Jinyou knew he was doomed to lose.

His brain's CPU was overclocking, almost burning out, but he still couldn't think of a good way.

Bang!

Someone bumped into Fan Jinyou.

The watermelon fell to the ground.

Slap!

It shattered into seven or eight pieces.

No need to cut it.

Everyone saw it, and smelled it too.

The watermelon Fan Jinyou brought was the same as Wan Ping'an's, the same kind, the same model, the same batch!

"Fan Jinyou, your watermelon is the same as mine; you said that as long as I could get some, you would buy them all at ten yuan per catty."

"You wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

Wan Ping'an stared at Fan Jinyou.

"I, I, I was just joking with you, why are you taking it seriously?"

Fan Jinyou barely thought of an excuse.

"Are you trying to welsh?"

"Think clearly, you work at the neighborhood office; if you welsh, I'll go report you."

"You should know the consequences, right?"

Wan Ping'an sneered.

"I was wrong, even if you sold me, I couldn't come up with three thousand yuan!"

"Can we solve this another way?"

Fan Jinyou thought and thought, but really had no other way.

"Kneel down, call me grandpa!"

"Yes, kneel down, call him grandpa!"

"Kneel down, call him grandpa!"

Those watching the fun weren't afraid of things getting big.

Someone saw that Fan Jinyou couldn't afford to pay, so they shouted at the top of their lungs.

This proposal immediately received everyone's support, and the shouting became more and more uniform, turning into the same slogan, making Wan Ping'an's ears buzz.

"Did you hear everyone's call?"

"This is the way everyone thought of for you; if you agree, do it, beg for mercy, and I'll let you off!"

Wan Ping'an knew very well.

Forcing Fan Jinyou to kneel down would offend him to death, but so what?

Was Wan Ping'an afraid of him?

Next time, it would only make him suffer more!

Fan Jinyou's face was so red it was almost dripping blood; kneeling down, calling him grandpa, it was too shameful, too embarrassing!

He wanted to run.

Turning his head, he realized that those watching the fun were afraid he wouldn't kowtow, afraid he would run away, so several people blocked the door, just wanting to watch him kowtow.

"Grandpa, I was wrong, please let me off!"

"Grandpa, I was wrong, please let me off!"

"Grandpa, I was wrong, please let me off!"

Fan Jinyou had no choice.

On one hand, he couldn't run away.

On the other hand, he was really afraid of it reaching the neighborhood office; as long as it was reported, his behavior would at least be a lifestyle issue, and he would likely be fired.

Three loud kowtows.

Three "grandpas".

Fan Jinyou turned and ran.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Slap!

When he went out.

Fan Jinyou kicked the threshold, tripped, and fell hard.

He was running too fast, too panicked.

Normally, he wouldn't have been tripped by the threshold.

Just after running out the door, Fan Jinyou fell flat on his face, falling for the second time.

Just after climbing up, he fell for the third time.

Falling three times in a row, Fan Jinyou wanted to die.

Not only was it painful, but it was even more embarrassing!

Everyone burst into laughter.

Immediately after, they started making a fuss, wanting to eat watermelon, especially the old customers, who were relentless, and it took cutting three big watermelons to appease them.

"Ping'an, sell the remaining watermelons to me!"

Xu Huirong kept all the watermelons.

Two dimes per catty.

Twice as expensive!

She announced on the spot that from today on, they would cut three big watermelons every day until they were sold out, making the old customers of the small tavern cheer.

After appeasing the guests, the three of them sat down in a corner.

"Ping'an, thank you so much."

"Fan Jinyou is a newcomer who just transferred to the neighborhood office, and he's been pestering me and Xueru for three or four days, like a dog-skin plaster, and we can't drive him away."

Xu Huirong sighed.

She and Chen Xueru were good-looking, both were small business owners, typical beauties, so many people were eyeing them.

There were many like Fan Jinyou who intended to get both the person and the money!

"I thank you too!"

"Fan Jinyou has lost so much face, he shouldn't dare to come again in the future!"

Chen Xueru also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wan Ping'an, however, shook his head.

Fan Jinyou was a purely petty person who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

As long as he could pursue one of the two women, he could get both the person and the money.

Even if it was embarrassing, he wouldn't give up!

"Huirong, I came to find you to notify you of one thing: my golden rice can't be sold to you anymore."

Wan Ping'an remembered the main business.

"What?"

"How could this be?"

"Ping'an, did someone offer a higher price?"

"You can't do this, you already promised me; no matter what price he offers, I'll offer ten percent more, okay?"

Xu Huirong was anxious on the spot.

The golden rice Wan Ping'an grew was even more of a tribute than tribute items; it was the perfect raw material for brewing wine, the best, not one of the best!

She had already planned it all out, to brew a batch of peerless fine wine!

Now Wan Ping'an announced he wasn't selling it to her anymore; did he regret selling it at a low price?

Did he want to raise the price?

"No, you misunderstood!"

Wan Ping'an smiled bitterly.

"Ten percent isn't enough?"

"Then twenty percent more, is that okay?"

Xu Huirong valued this wine brewing too much.

She couldn't listen to Wan Ping'an's explanation at all.

Even Chen Xueru misunderstood, looking at Wan Ping'an with an unfriendly expression!

"Stop, listen to me first, let me finish, okay?"

In his anxiety, Wan Ping'an covered Xu Huirong's mouth.

Xu Huirong was stunned.

Wan Ping'an was also stunned.

Xu Huirong's face turned red; this action was too intimate.

Wan Ping'an quickly withdrew his hand.

"You misunderstood, I didn't find a new buyer."

"It's because the yield of the golden rice is too high, attracting the attention of the higher-ups, and it's going to be promoted on a large scale; the rice that was going to be sold to you has been requisitioned as seed."

"It's not that I sold it to someone else at a high price!"

Wan Ping'an explained clearly.

"Really?"

Xu Huirong was half-believing.

"Of course it's true!"

Wan Ping'an confirmed very seriously.

"Sigh, what a pity."

"It was also to use your golden rice to brew wine; I guarantee I could have brewed peerless fine wine."

Xu Huirong sighed.

"However, promoting golden rice on a large scale across the country is more important; it's a great thing that benefits the country and the people, so of course I won't hold it back."

"Congratulations, you've done a great thing that benefits the people."

Xu Huirong felt a bit regretful.

"I want you to give me a guarantee."

"When the promotion period for golden rice ends and it starts being sold, you must sell it to me first!"

Xu Huirong stared at Wan Ping'an.

"And me, I want it too; I'm not brewing wine, I'm buying a batch to eat myself!"

Chen Xueru didn't want to be outdone.

"Okay, I promise you both!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

Being stared at by two pairs of watery big eyes and held by four soft little hands, Wan Ping'an was under immense pressure!

It was resolved.

After chatting with the two women for a while longer, Wan Ping'an left the small tavern.

Just as he walked out of the small tavern, he discovered he was being watched.

"Could it be enemy spies again?"

Having just caught three enemy spies yesterday made Wan Ping'an a bit sensitive; he pretended not to notice anything and just slowed down slightly.

He sighed.

A tall tree attracts the wind!

Since he grew golden rice and became famous, he wouldn't have peaceful days anymore.

Very quickly.

He saw clearly who was tracking him.

"It's him?"

"He wants to take revenge on me?"

"Overestimating his own strength, I'll give him a chance!"

Wan Ping'an sneered, turned around, and walked toward a remote place; the further he went, the more remote it became, and the fewer people were on the road, soon arriving at an abandoned alley.

Just as he entered.

Footsteps sounded behind him.

The person tracking Wan Ping'an saw him arrive at the deserted alley and, confirming there was no third person present, gave up tracking in secret and came out into the open!