Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space
Chapter 132 scares

Chapter 132: 132 scares

"Xiao Jiang, hurry and sit down. You’ve worked hard."

"Master Yang, you’re too polite. Try some dumplings."

"They’re delicious, so fresh."

Wei Kaiyun ate much faster too.

Jiang Xinyu had one, her eyes lit up; they were exceptionally delicious.

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Wei is really lucky to have found you."

Jiang Xinyu blushed deeply. Although they were dating, being told this directly was still a bit embarrassing.

All the dumplings were finished, nothing left of the braised pork except the broth, only some peanuts left.

Wei Kaiyun was responsible for cleaning up, while Old Yang watched and laughed.

"Xiao Jiang, I came back this time to give you money for the fourteen thousand catties of wheat. Here you go."

Jiang Xinyu opened her purse, "Master Yang, why so much?"

"It’s not too much, I’m giving you twenty thousand."

"Master Yang, you took such a huge risk; you really don’t need to give me this much."

"I also have twenty thousand left, don’t worry, take it."

Wow, how much does this wheat sell for per catty?

"The buyer used to be a local tycoon, his money is all ill-gotten gains; he’s smart, surrendered some assets early. His money is there to be made."

Wei Kaiyun also sat down, "Wife, just keep it."

"Xiao Jiang, are you going back?"

Jiang Xinyu understood what Old Yang was asking; she shook her head, "No, I’m afraid. When I was at the border, dozens of people pointed guns at me; it was simply a nightmare."

"Alright, money can’t be made endlessly. That’s it, I’m going back to sleep. Oh, I almost forgot, did you get this seafood from the seaside?"

"Yes, a lot of us went together, rode bikes over."

"Is there a large quantity over there?"

"It’s okay, if we could offer two cents more per catty, we could collect quite a bit, but the recycling center probably wouldn’t agree to that."

"True, I’ll find a car and go over tomorrow, collect some for personal use."

After sending off Old Yang, the two took a bath and lay in the yard to cool off.

"Wei Kaiyun, better not touch such large sums of money in the future; it’s not good for us."

"Alright, I’ll listen to you."

"We both should take it easy these next two years."

Wei Kaiyun felt a jolt inside—his wife knew something but was still keeping it from him.

When it was almost eleven at night, Wei Kaiyun carried the sleeping Jiang Xinyu back to their room.

The next day, the two stayed home being cozy, their relationship continued to warm.

"I’m going on a business trip tomorrow, what about you?"

"I’m leaving too. I drove over here; the driver is at the textile factory."

"Oh, then you drive back. I wonder how long this meeting will take this time?"

"I should be back in a week; mainly the expansion application here needs approval over there."

"I really don’t want to go; it’s too hot, the train ride must be really uncomfortable."

"True, wife, you should go; maybe stay a few more days in the Provincial Capital?"

"How can I stay longer? The factory director is back; what’s the point of me staying?"

"Wife, let’s get married?"

"I’m too young, can’t get married."

"I’ll figure out a way."

"That’s self-deception, let’s wait until I’m old enough."

"You’re just brushing me off."

"What do you want?" Jiang Xinyu felt helpless; first, he said he wanted to protect her and couldn’t go public, and now he wants to marry? What’s the deal?

"Wife, wife, I can’t live without you."

"When I go to the Provincial City in the future, can our relationship be public?"

Wei Kaiyun remained silent; he worried about her safety. If it were just him, it wouldn’t matter, but someone had already contacted him last month.

He absolutely couldn’t get involved with those above, but if someone really knew about this girl, they might pose a threat to her.

That night, Wei Kaiyun incessantly bothered Jiang Xinyu, only stopping when she truly got annoyed.

In the morning, the two had boiled noodles and split up heading to the textile factory.

Jiang Xinyu brought two sets of clothes and toiletries.

"Director Jiang, Mr. Qian instructed us to leave at eight-thirty."

"Great. Do I need to prepare anything?"

"Mr. Qian didn’t specify."

Jiang Xinyu nodded and returned to her office. After tidying up, she obediently read the newspaper and waited.

Meanwhile, Wei Kaiyun, Qian Jun, and Yao Shimin were sitting in the office.

"The next batch of money is here too. When are you planning to leave?"

"End of the month. Director Wei, why don’t you send someone yourselves?"

"You’re familiar with the place. We follow the arrangements from above."

"Director Wei, how’s the expansion going?" Yao Shimin asked with a smile.

"Should be no problem; it’s just a routine meeting."

"Director Wei, it’s getting late, I need to catch the train."

"Yes, we’re leaving too. Want to join us by car to save time?"

Qian Jun shook his head, "No need, it’s three of us together, squeezing into the car is too tiring, we have enough time."

"Three people? Is Vice Factory Director Yao going too?"

"No, Director Jiang is joining."

"Secretary Jiang?"

"Yes."

"That’s great, let’s ask her if she wants to drive with us? Three people taking turns driving won’t be too tiring," Wei Kaiyun said with a big smile.

The two left Yao Shimin’s office, Wei Kaiyun knocked on the door, and Jiang Xinyu looked up and saw them.

"Director Wei, Mr. Qian."

"Director Jiang, I’m heading back to the Provincial City today too, could you join us? Three people driving is more comfortable."

"Mr. Qian, any instructions?"

Qian Jun shook his head.

"Director Wei, then I can."

Wei Kaiyun smiled, Jing Xinyu could see the pride in his smile.

"Mr. Qian, will you put your luggage in the car?"

"Thank you, Director Wei, no need, these are for use in the car."

"Then Director Jiang, shall we set off?"

"Yes."

Qian Jun really wanted to say, Jiang Xinyu, you don’t belong to Wei Kaiyun anymore, but didn’t know how to say it.

"Mr. Qian, I’ll take you to the train station."

Wei Kaiyun’s secretary, Lu Weiqi, watched admiringly as his factory director persuaded the office director to act as the driver.

Being a beginner himself, having just learned to drive, he was surprised to find this little office director could drive; truly, you can’t judge by appearances.

"Director Wei, shall I drive?"

"Alright, thanks, Director Jiang."

Actually, Jiang Xinyu didn’t want to squeeze in the back; what a lovely misunderstanding.

No one talked in the car, Jiang Xinyu focused on driving and didn’t notice the atmosphere, but Song Qingqing and Lu Weiqi could feel it and didn’t dare to speak.

Qian Jun and Song Qingqing got out, Jiang Xinyu also got down to see them off.

"Director Jiang, take care."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian, I will be careful. You should also be cautious, and Secretary Song, quietly offer a conductor some money to switch to a sleeper ticket; I did it last time."