[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent":3,"chapter-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-281":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fox Has No Malicious Intent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340734,4575,"Chapter 281: Yu Xueqing, Lin Ying, and Fuli","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-281",281,"\u003Cp>“By the way, is there any necessary connection between avian flu and poultry smuggling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Chen Nian’s behavior was infuriatingly lackluster, sometimes one simply had to admit—he truly had some luck on his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went overseas to work, caught the eye of a benefactor, made a name for himself locally; Chen Nian’s rise was fleeting, but it just happened to coincide with the arrival of the well-connected Master Fuli.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Fuli gave Chen Nian a hand, and Chen Nian immediately bounced back—apparently, during his brief stint in prison, he became the de facto emperor of the facility, even managing to take fellow inmates out with him before their sentences ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng now seriously suspected that this birdman, born in the same village as Yu Xueqing, might also be a Spirit Person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng simply couldn’t fathom how Chen Nian, shackled and restrained, could take on four men at once—and emerge unscathed, only to be locked in solitary confinement for reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Avian flu and poultry smuggling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying, who was packing and preparing to leave with Master Fuli, heard him muttering and paused, asking: “Master Fuli, are you referring to the U.S. avian flu last month?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” An Sheng said, seeing Lin Ying seemed to know, and turned to her with curiosity: “I just saw netizens discussing it in the comments on a short video.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The connection is actually very simple—it’s because of three giant poultry and livestock corporations that cross-hold shares. Just like in finance, where there are business leaders and giants, traditional industries in the U.S. are controlled by families.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Chicken King family controls the entire upstream and downstream supply chain,” Lin Ying said to Master Fuli. “When the avian flu broke out, the federal government allocated six hundred million dollars to the poultry industry to help the Chicken King family accelerate production and mitigate the impact.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the money’s already in their pockets—selling eggs and chicken doesn’t earn much. To ramp up production, they’d need to hire extra staff for disinfection; otherwise, the chicks just die on the farms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So they’re taking the money and doing nothing? But won’t other people try to steal their market? Raising chickens doesn’t seem like a high-barrier industry, does it?” An Sheng asked, raising a new question based on Lin Ying’s explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re not afraid—or rather, they’re confident. First, the market share is already locked in. Wealthy investors with the capacity for large-scale investment don’t care about such slim profits, while smaller businesses trying to break in get crushed by the Chicken King family the moment they start production,” Lin Ying said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The situation is exactly as I said: those with power don’t care, and those who care don’t have the power—this creates artificial scarcity in the poultry market, driving up prices and profits, which in turn pushes criminals to take desperate risks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s manufactured scarcity—the Chicken King family takes the federal subsidy and then reaps the price premium.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lin Ying changed clothes, she casually explained to An Sheng the inevitable link between avian flu and smuggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she didn’t reveal everything—there were also matters involving customized laws and stock market manipulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explaining all of it fully might put Master Fuli into a deep, dead sleep—it was too dry and boring. Unless he started trading stocks, knowing or not knowing made no real difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng’s expression cleared with sudden understanding—he now knew why the foreign lawyer assigned by the Lin family had told Chen Nian to settle his old boss before heading to Texas to get into smuggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that business was literally picking up money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The big players didn’t care, but with just a little lobbying, you could scoop up cash for free and rapidly accumulate initial capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that case, Lin Ying’s influence really was powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overseas Lin family hadn’t tricked Chen Nian at all—they’d used the lawyer to lay out a golden road for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If that kid comes back without bringing Master Fuli even a couple of American horses, then don’t blame Master Fuli for being ruthless—he’ll have Lin Ying arrange for him to stick his shoes to the bottom of a farmyard.” An Sheng muttered inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After changing clothes, Lin Ying didn’t arrange many people for the trip. Previously, when Master Fuli went out for fun, she’d brought servants to care for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, they were seeing Master Fuli off—Lin Ying took only Lin Bingyun and Lin Shu with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way to the airport, An Sheng sat in Lin Ying’s lap, softly humming a tune, emitting sweet, pleasant little mews, his expression radiant with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being with Lin Ying really was delightful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But life was also incredibly dull—no risks to worry about, no emergencies to fear, everything arranged for you, and all you had to do was show up to enjoy top-tier service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The service was so good, An Sheng felt it was surreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When visiting the Terracotta Warriors, though they didn’t dig a tunnel straight in, they could wait until after closing, when all tourists had left, and still have staff remain behind to provide one-on-one service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They really did wheel out wheelchairs, letting Lin Ying and him sit in them while the staff pushed them around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the food they tasted? All the best, most authentic Qin cuisine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those people always kept polite smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng felt the dishes were delicious, yet utterly devoid of any earthly warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if a natural barrier existed between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he’d gotten rich too fast—his own temperament simply couldn’t keep up. He felt a sense of discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying took it all for granted—everything felt perfectly natural to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Fuli.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon reaching the airport VIP lounge, Lin Ying suddenly turned to Master Fuli, who was playing on his phone, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you have time on the evening of the Mid-Autumn Festival? I’d like to invite you to my home for the holiday—we should get back around nine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng turned around, smiled, and nodded: “Of course!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you might need to book me a ticket—I’m afraid I won’t make it back to Xia Dong in time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying had an extensive network, but from An Sheng’s observation, she didn’t seem to have any close friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying invited him—he naturally would go. But An Sheng didn’t yet know that although the Mid-Autumn holiday lasted only three days, Yu Xueqing returned home every year, as her father demanded, spending heavily to celebrate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xueqing always brought An Sheng with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And An Sheng had just agreed to go to Lin Ying’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss, I see Miss Yu—she’s coming out of VIP Gate Two. You can walk straight two hundred meters from the VIP lounge, then turn left—you’ll see her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying’s voice call rang out; she answered it and heard Lin Bingyun’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Bingyun, seated with the airline leadership in the control room, informed Lin Ying of Yu Xueqing’s route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ying softly replied, picked up Master Fuli, and stepped out of the VIP lounge. Following Lin Bingyun’s directions, she found Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing dragging their suitcases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmmmmm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wah wah wah! Yu Xueqing! Yu Xueqing! Over here! Over here! Foxie’s here! Master! Master! Look this way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fox’s mew echoed through the terminal hall—a clear, sweet sound that translated into one phrase in Yu Xueqing’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fox kept calling “Yu Xueqing! Yu Xueqing!” and had picked up a bit of xiangsheng accent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xueqing froze, her face filled with disbelief as she turned to look behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cool-looking young woman held a white fox in her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that white fox, beaming with joy, waved at her, calling her name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little An?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of daze, Yu Xueqing’s eyes widened in shock as she shouted the little fox’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Yiqing, who had been handling her paperwork, paused at Yu Xueqing’s startled cry and turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw An Sheng—and her eyes widened too:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your little fox is here—then who was the fox you were video-calling just now? Holy shit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1352,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.948Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","dca91e9abe3a5d9045d4b1aaaf563bf99bd623d094da003b6c6a07e179d8c015","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-282","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-280",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]