Chapter 1120: Impending Separation

Being able to successfully manipulate Li Fuqiang's psychology of having just gotten rich and feeling floaty, and forcing 20,000 yuan out of his hands, the group instantly held Zhao Fangyuan in high esteem.

Watching her busy with her assistant, measuring data, taking photos, and filming videos, Zhang Yanping couldn't help but sigh: "Truly awesome..."

Xin Jun also nodded, suddenly saying out of the blue: "I've discovered that ever since I came here to work, the girls I've met have all been remarkable."

Zhang Yanping instantly remembered that wealthy Qianqian, and at this moment, laughed wildly: "So why did you date your ex-girlfriend?"

Xin Jun sneered: "Single dog, are you jealous? Should I tell your mom during the New Year?"

Zhang Yanping instantly swallowed his words.

And over there, after Zhao Fangyuan fiddled with things, the drone buzzed into the sky. Seeing this, Zhang Yanping instantly forgot his previous frustration and turned to say in surprise:

"Not bad, you've upgraded your gear!"

"That's for sure!" Zhao Fangyuan became proud: "When I renovated houses before, people weren't willing to spend money and didn't dare let me do my thing. Actually, it was quite restrictive, and I felt there were no bright designs."

"But after finishing Song Tan's villa, several big businesses came one after another... it's all thanks to you guys!"

She said happily: "Don't worry, I'll give you a discount on the design fee!"

"But you guys have time next, right? Some color schemes and material choices still need you to pick them yourselves. I'll try to coordinate with Master Xu to get the main building materials ready during the New Year..."

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun naturally had no problem, and Lu Chuan thought about it:

"I'll come visit during the New Year, but I won't be here at other times. If it must be decided on-site, let Song Tan do it."

Zhao Fangyuan glanced at him again, looked at his outfit, and couldn't help but ask:

"You really listen to Song Tan?"

Your aesthetics don't look like they're on the same path.

Lu Chuan was speechless.

But...

"It doesn't matter. If hers doesn't work, you can even listen to Qiaoqiao."

"Can I really listen to me?"

When it came to building a house, the happiest person was probably Qiaoqiao!

At this moment, the group was discussing after collecting the data around the stove. Hearing Lu Chuan's instructions, he felt a great sense of responsibility!

"Hmm!" Lu Chuan nodded seriously, not trying to fool him:

"Your tricycle is made very well. Let's make a round little castle for the homestay. It might be a bit childish for kids, but it should be just right for adults."

Zhao Fangyuan couldn't help but laugh: "I was just about to discuss with you not to make a castle. The effect of a Disney-style castle can't be achieved without a huge amount of money, and it's a bit out of place in the countryside. But if you say it's a round, cute-style castle..."

She thought about it: "I really haven't seen this kind on the internet; it should be especially interesting."

Qiaoqiao understood only half of it, and at this moment quickly said: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely study hard and build the house beautifully!"

"Good!" Lu Chuan also said solemnly: "I'll leave it to you!"

And Qiaoqiao suddenly remembered something. At this moment, he ran upstairs, and not long after, came down holding a big, soft, golden Datian:

"Beautiful brother, Datian can chew words now! When the time comes, let him chew the doorplate for you!"

Huh?

This direction was something no one in the group had expected.

Even Song Tan was puzzled: "How does it chew words? Did you teach it to read?"

Qiaoqiao said with dissatisfaction:

"Sister, your standards are so high! Datian is just a little field mouse; it's not a mistake that it doesn't know how to read..."

"But it knows how to chew according to the patterns on the cardboard!"

"The product logo and brand printed on the shoebox it lives in have all been chewed into cutouts, even and standard!"

Zhao Fangyuan widened her eyes, looking at the big field mouse in Qiaoqiao's palm that wasn't afraid of people at all. She couldn't help but reach out a finger to carefully push its lips, looking at those sturdy front teeth...

After a moment of silence, she clapped her hands in admiration:

"Good, good, good! Qiaoqiao, you are truly a natural marketing expert! If this were filmed and put out, it would be strange if our homestay didn't become popular!"

"Let me tell you, when the time comes, set a VIP spot for Datian, for petting, taking photos, charging a fee or something..."

Tsk!

Since they're already here, who could resist this temptation?

Never mind whether they like mice or not; Datian doesn't look like a mouse anymore!

That softness, that plumpness, and that golden aura of wealth...

She said seriously: "Remember to promote it when the time comes; our Datian brings good fortune!"

It was clearly made up, but Datian's fur color really looked too much like gold, and she couldn't help but touch it first.

Song Tan was speechless.

"What good fortune? Are you engaging in false advertising here?"

"What do you know?" Zhao Fangyuan said righteously: "I'm just catering to the psychology of us young people..."

The group chatted excitedly, and by the time they finished eating, it was completely dark. Only then did Zhao Fangyuan drive back to the city overnight.

And once she left, the remaining melancholy was left to Lu Jing.

Sigh, they also had to prepare to return to the capital tomorrow morning... I really don't want to leave!

Never mind them, Old Man Zhu and the others had also stayed for quite a while. Just in time for Lu Chuan's departure, they were urged by Secretary Xiao Zhu to pack up and go back together.

Only Song Sancheng thought and thought, and was truly a bit reluctant.

The old men walked around the village every day and told him stories; it was actually quite interesting.

The young men ran around the mountains and fields, and they didn't do any less work! They even wove a whole row of neat bamboo fences for the flower bed at the entrance!

The fences were so orderly, just like they were made by a machine; the angles of the cross-slants were perfect, and even the sharp corners inserted into the soil were cut at the same angle!

Which old farmer would be willing to part with such strong labor?

But, after all, people had to leave.

He had no choice but to carry things with Until Wu Lan and help everyone load the car—

"This rice straw was something Tan Tan decided to leave for you guys long ago. Come, come, come, one bag each!"

This bag wasn't the kind you buy on the street for a few yuan; it was a large plastic bag that could hold a quilt, stuffed to the brim, taking up more than half of the trunk.

When preparing it, they thought this thing took up space and was tasty, and didn't cost much.

But now, when giving it away, it was filled with nothing but deep sentiment.

"Take this dried sweet potato back to cook porridge; it's delicious!"

"Leave a spot in the trunk for a bucket tomorrow; I'll set a few traps early tomorrow morning to get you some fish and shrimp..."

"Did you bring the radishes and cabbage? Let me pack them into two sacks for you..."

They were moving around busily here, the old men and the young men, sorting things out neatly.

Seeing this, Old Man Zhu and the others were overjoyed! They didn't even dare to say polite words of refusal, fearing Song Sancheng would take them seriously.

And what about Song Tan?

She looked at her brand-new boyfriend and pointed to the big bags by the wall:

"The fermented fertilizer you wanted, and my special nutritional solution—are you really not considering taking the flowers back with you?" ===== CHAPTER 1121 =====