Big Lao's RV was parked on a flat grassland, while Qian Xuan's electric wheelchair freely roamed in its track mode.
He was shouting and touching everything here and there, snapping photos—so excited he was practically exploding with chicken blood.
Those not privy to the situation might think a murder was unfolding in the forest by the farm!
Watching him, Liu Zhizhong actually felt a sense of familiarity, quite endearing... Haha, that sentiment is pretty twisted...
Then, Liu Zhizhong set up the table and chairs, brewed some fine tea, and had Qian Xuan sit down for a smoke and tea.
He arranged the stove and kitchen next, took out the local catfish and the aged turtle meat/turtle blood tofu he had brought, and presented them to Qian Xuan for inspection.
This thoroughly impressed Qian Xuan, who commented that such delicacies, grown in natural waters for many years, were rare treasures, hard to come by. Support God, you're awesome!
Liu Zhizhong was pleased, mentioning that he'd gotten them by chance but he could fish, and when there was more in the future, he could just deliver fresh supplies directly to Mr. Xuan in the Provincial City.
Qian Xuan was delighted, sitting down to tea, engrossed in watching Liu Zhizhong showcase his cooking skills, feeling quite moved.
"Man, if it weren't for you having other pursuits, I'd seriously consider snatching you up for my estate to be my butler. Look at you, slaughtering pigs and cows, cooking, earning money as an internet celebrity, even breeding animals, you're proficient in everything. The key is, you've been tempered by officialdom, you understand human hearts and nature, haha..."
The guy was saying somewhat twisted things, but Liu Zhizhong still found it familiar.
However, Liu Zhizhong, busy with cooking, also said, "Ah... Mr. Xuan, don't bring up that internet celebrity business, I'm planning to retire."
"No, no, no, you can't retire, you're the ultimate weapon for suppressing negative media spotlights, hehe..." Qian Xuan's smile had a hint of schadenfreude.
Liu Zhizhong's face showed his dismay, "What if one day my throat gives out? How would I suppress then?" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵
Qian Xuan's smile faded, suddenly realizing something, "You sly dog, planning to fake illness again? You've already played that card once."
"In the business of faking sickness, there's only the first time and countless times, right? That last time was feigning Yangzhou's illness, this time, well, I might fake Shenzhou's illness when I get back, how's that?"
"Hehe..." Qian Xuan nodded, "There's some logic to that. Deceiving the whole world, having money but not wanting to earn it, you truly are talented. What if Feng Xiaoyue doesn't agree though?"
Finally, the conversation turned to Feng Xiaoyue, and Liu Zhizhong was secretly excited. He continued cutting the turtle meat and said with a bland, bitter tone, "As you said, she's about to become a fresh widow, and won't have the time to worry about the company or making money. Besides, she doesn't seem to be lacking money, right?"
Qian Xuan pursed his lips, his expression comical, yet serious, "Yes, she isn't short of money, her family isn't short of money. But she lacks common sense, ah... marrying a douche..."
With that said, Qian Xuan shook his head, his face full of regret.
"Mr. Xuan, there's no need for regret. Life has its destiny, and marriage has fate..."
"Fuck fate! Don't you fucking be a peacemaker!"
Qian Xuan exploded in anger, slapping the table so hard that even the cups jumped.
Liu Zhizhong, startled, nearly cut himself with the kitchen knife and said in a frightened tone, "Mr. Xuan, don't be angry! There's no point in getting upset over someone else's issues."
"Damn it! Feng Xiaoyue's problem is my problem! I can't get over this issue in my heart! If it weren't for the fact that that bastard is about to die, I'd want to chop him up myself! Fucking hell, why does he have what it takes to marry Feng Xiaoyue? What about him is worthy of her? Does he deserve her?"
Liu Zhizhong pretended to be shocked, but inside, he was secretly delighted.
The truth was coming, oh yes, it was coming, hehe...