diskusbooks Chapter 340 Harsh words met with indifference
Chapter 340 Harsh words met with indifference
Wen Meijiu and the villagers were busy, and Zhi Zheng and the others were also helping out. Young Master Wang, Old Li, and Yi Ran stood in a row on the side, looking like three supervisors.
"Fine wine is a really good idea!"
Seeing so many people coming to buy water, and still managing to do so in an orderly manner, Old Li couldn't help but look at Wen Meijiu with new respect. If they hadn't made preparations in advance, it would definitely have been a complete mess.
Each person who sells water is given a number. The disaster victims who receive the number then line up here to collect water, queuing in an orderly manner according to the size of their number.
Upon hearing this, her expression changed slightly; she crossed her arms and pouted slightly.
She glanced back at Young Master Wang standing beside her. Thankfully, he didn't react to what Old Li had said.
"If it weren't for Zhizheng and the others helping her, she probably wouldn't have been able to accomplish anything on her own."
To stop the disputes, they not only helped dig the pits, but also went to the sidelines to maintain order when they had free time, preventing anyone from cutting in line and causing unfair situations.
She wasn't lying.
"You can't say that. They're eating other people's food, so helping them out isn't a loss for them."
In Lao Li's view, Zhi Zheng and the others are his own people, and now that they are being supported by Wen Meijiu, it is only right that they listen to Wen Meijiu.
Still listening, it seemed that Old Li was deliberately speaking in favor of Wen Meijiu, which was a sign of bias!
Feeling a little displeased, but knowing that Old Li was now "Young Master Li's" uncle and he couldn't be disrespectful to his elders, he kept his eyelashes lowered and remained silent for a long time.
After holding it in for a long time, she suddenly seemed to have thought of something and became happy.
"At first, Zhizheng seemed to have some brains, knowing to listen to the young master, and I thought he would be successful in the future. Who knew that he would be manipulated by a woman now?"
So what if we eat her food? It's her own choice. She wants to win people over, and we just happen to play along.
If I had money, and she wanted me to eat, I'd have to see if she served me well enough.
"A person should have a bit of pride. If you look down on yourself, others will treat you even less like a human being."
After she finished speaking, she listened quietly, waiting to see if Old Li would respond.
Old Li's right lip curled slightly, then disappeared without him saying a word.
I still think he must have been speechless, because only the strong are respected, and blind obedience only proves that you are incompetent.
"It's good for a girl to be well-educated and reasonable, but Miss Wen just likes to hang out with men. I don't know why. I'm a woman, so of course I understand women like this best..."
She said this to the young master Wang beside her, to let him know what kind of person Wen Meijiu really was.
She became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, attracting the attention of several women who were passing by carrying water.
But the young master's expression was far colder than she had imagined. He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on her face with a scrutinizing indifference, as if he were looking at an incomprehensible stranger.
Just then, she looked up, hoping to see the same disdain and contempt on his face, but his gaze made her heart skip a beat. A strange panic instantly surged into her heart, and she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Clutching the hem of her clothes, she was at a loss for what to do.
She had never seen Young Master Wang look at her like that before; his eyes held disgust and disdain, but no approval whatsoever.
The thought, once it entered her mind, was like a needle pricking her chest—not intense, but a stinging, subtle pain.
"Hey, where's Art?"
Old Li did it on purpose. He had noticed that At and Wen Meijiu were plotting something long ago. At first, he didn't know what they were discussing, but after hearing the explosion in the village, he guessed what it was.
The guards were all present, but Art and his brothers were the only ones absent. Old Li was even more certain of his suspicion: Art had gone to do something for Wen Meijiu.
"Oh dear, look at my brain, it seems he went to find Miss Wen's favorite brown sugar."
Unable to reveal the truth, Old Li resorted to reverse psychology.
At this point, Young Master Wang had long since grown tired of standing there listening to the commotion. After Old Li's suggestion, he finally took a long stride and walked out.
As he walked, he brushed non-existent dust off his sleeves and shouted at Zhizheng:
"Is there anything I can help you with in the competition for the coaching position?"
When Zhizheng saw his master come to help him, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly for a long time.
Zhizheng has followed Young Master Wang for so many years, when has he ever been so approachable? For such a small job, does he really need to be treated like a big shot?
Zhi Zheng waved his hand slightly at him, about to say no, when he took two steps in front of Zhi Zheng, pressed his hand down, and asked:
"Just give the order."
Although his gaze didn't leave Zhizheng's face, he quickly glanced back in Yiran's direction, and his eyes twitched almost imperceptibly.
No one understands Young Master Wang better than Zhizheng. Judging from his enigmatic gaze, he already knows what to do.
"Alright, then you won't be polite. Go over there and keep an eye on the pit walls. Make sure it doesn't collapse."
Water is so precious, we must not waste a single drop!
Zhizheng was very impressed with his own reaction speed and mentally gave himself a big thumbs up.
He's doing a good job, isn't he? It's not tiring. Wen Meijiu was standing by the puddle.
Young Master Wang was quite satisfied. He nodded slightly, clasped his hands in a fist salute to him, and turned to leave.
"No, who's listening to whom here?"
They were still dumbfounded by Young Master Wang's act of lowering his status, and for a moment they felt that the world was a bit crazy.
"It doesn't matter who listens to whom, being happy is the most important thing."
Old Li laughed heartily, stroking his beard as he spoke in a way that was still difficult to understand, like a profound old man.
"Happy? Being bossed around like that? Is that what you call happy?"
He continued talking to himself, thinking that Old Li was also a bit dim-witted. Why didn't he teach his nephew how to manage people? Instead, he seemed happy to be manipulated.
When she turned around, Young Master Wang had already naturally stood next to Wen Meijiu, holding his head. The two of them stood side by side in the breeze, creating a unique scene.
She almost bit her lips raw, but she still stomped her foot, her face fell, and she walked over, lifting the hem of her skirt.
Passersby nodded slightly to Wen Meijiu, wondering who was standing next to her. Seeing his extraordinary bearing and the fact that he was with Wen Meijiu, they also nodded to him in acknowledgment.
Young Master Wang also gave a gentle nod to the passersby as a sign of response and politeness.
His gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Wen Meijiu's shoulder. He paused for a moment before speaking:
"Everyone else is busy making money, why doesn't Miss Wen want to?"
His shout startled Wen Meijiu, who turned around abruptly and saw someone standing beside her.
She blinked repeatedly, somewhat incredulous. Was he showing weakness?
"Of course, we need to make money, and we need to make even more, but not from them."
"Oh, so confident?"
He wasn't concerned with whether Wen Meijiu's words were true or false; he was simply interested in what she said.
He gestured for him to enter by extending his hand to his side, and said in a natural tone:
"It's too sunny here. Let's go to the shade under the bridge over there and talk in detail."
She was still one step away from reaching Young Master Wang when she heard these words and froze on the spot, slowly retracting her outstretched foot.