20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3701 Qi Xuan'er's Claim
Wang Yu only mentioned the difficulties of the terrain and the need for physical strength, but did not mention the various deadly poisonous insects and wild beasts that bred in different environments, or even the more dangerous people.

Of course, her so-called picnics and camping trips were nothing more than a group of people making a ruckus in the mountains and lawns around the city, some of whom might even be carrying talismans for self-defense. All they needed was enough physical strength to set up tents.

The poetic and distant dreams that Fan Chufei speaks of will become suffocating and despairing once she falls into a desperate situation.

Zhao Chang'an was actually the kind of person who wouldn't get up early for nothing and didn't like to meddle in other people's business. However, since Fan Chufei was now his subordinate and was so beautiful, he really couldn't bear to let her pay a heavy price for her fairytale-like naivety and ignorance.

In this day and age, the desolate mountains and uninhabited areas in China are already terrifying enough, yet she still wants to go to the African savanna or the Amazon rainforest. She really doesn't know the meaning of death!

It's just that reasoning with her is completely useless in this kind of situation; otherwise, how could there be a saying that you can learn something in one go?

Zhao Chang'an planned to contact Wen Ye when he had time to hear his opinion on whether or not to get involved in this young lady's illness.

If Wen Ye said "whatever," then he would pretend he didn't see "whatever," because Zhao Chang'an really wasn't that free.

Of course, Zhao Chang'an already had the idea of ​​intervening when he decided to ask Wen Ye about his attitude. He just needed to see if his brother was ruthless enough towards the Chu and Fan families so that he could make a clear judgment.

"Zhao Chang'an, why is there still no sign of the additional budget you promised us? This is money I earned through my own abilities, so you have to keep your word."

Qi Xuan'er knew, of course, that adding a few million dollars to the funding for a smartphone operating system was a trivial matter for OneNan Systems, so the formal process wouldn't be completed until March with an official document.

She was just afraid that Zhao Chang'an would forget because he was busy, so she had to remind him again.

"I understand. I've already told Tang Shuang and Shan Jun about this. It's just that your cousin forgot. Shan Jun has a record of it."

Zhao Chang'an thought this girl had really great curves, and wasn't she afraid of being asked in detail how she earned them?

"I urged Tang Shuang, and she said that we have to wait for the president's office to issue the document. You two shouldn't deliberately try to fool me by passing the buck. Besides, I also want to announce it as soon as possible to boost the confidence of our project team."

There were some things Qi Xuan'er didn't say. When she was urging Tang Shuang, Tang Shuang was also curious about how she managed to get Zhao Chang'an to agree.

She said that she would give up her bed so that the two of them could mess around, which angered Tang Shuang. She said that Tang Shuang had come uninvited and stayed in her house without asking for a place to stay. The bed was hers, Tang Shuang's bed, and the small bedroom and bed below it also belonged to the Tang family. How did it become a bargaining chip for her to use, and the other party to the transaction was Tang family's son-in-law?

Tang Shuang asked Qi Xuan'er with a stern face, "Do you have no shame?"
Of course, Qi Xuan'er couldn't tell Tang Shuang that the bargaining chip wasn't about sex at all, but rather some other misunderstanding that even she, a carefree girl, found difficult to talk about.

So the two cousins ​​had a big fight and broke up. Neither of them would admit defeat and they both thought they were right.

"Okay, I'll talk to Shan Jun tonight and have them prepare the documents tomorrow."

Zhao Chang'an, of course, was unaware of the rivalry and unspoken conflict between the two sisters behind this matter. He easily nodded in agreement to urge Shan Jun on.
"How much more money?"

Qi Xuan'er thought happily to herself, "Even without you, Tang Shuang, I can still get the money. It's all because your man is so reckless and moves so fast that it's like lightning. When he realized something was wrong, he almost changed the nature of the matter by just a few millimeters."

In fact, this is because it has sufficient flexibility and elasticity; if it were a brittle material, it wouldn't be the same.

Zhao Chang'an thought about it and realized that, in a sense, Qi Xuan'er had also fallen halfway into his Hundred Flowers Garden, but the little girl was just being stubborn and wouldn't admit it.

Since she's using this as leverage, we certainly can't be stingy on her side.

"Six million, how about that?"

Zhao Chang'an tentatively asked that if he was really not satisfied, the maximum he could raise it was eight million. However, when Tang Shuang questioned him, he would have a hard time finding a suitable reason to convince her.

"You know what's going on!"

Qi Xuan'er pouted proudly, feeling quite satisfied. "What are you two talking about? What do you mean by 'earned through your own abilities'? Did you clean Zhao Chang'an's room, wash his clothes, or take out the trash?"

Fan Chufei asked, puzzled.

“You’re about to leave the company, so this needs to be kept secret from you because it’s the project team’s trump card for getting money from Zhao Chang’an.”

Even if Qi Xuan'er were foolish, she wouldn't easily tell others about this. She stared at Zhao Chang'an's back, feeling smug inside.

Qi Xuan'er reviewed the misunderstanding that day many times afterward, and finally concluded that he had mistaken Tang Shuang for her in the dark, but in fact he hadn't seen anything at all.

As for the rest, it was just a matter of seconds, and she didn't feel anything. Presumably, Zhao Chang'an felt the same way.

That means it never happened.

"Then I won't resign. Tell us what you think it is."

Fan Chufei put on a shameless face.

"I trust you?"

Qi Xuan'er, of course, was not fooled.

Zhao Chang'an has not contacted his family since returning to Shancheng. He only told Wu Yudong that he could attend the student donation ceremony, which was scheduled for the next few days, but the exact date would be determined later.

Originally, it was just about donating money to build schools, but Zhao Chang'an eventually decided to establish an award mechanism for outstanding female students. From the fourth grade of elementary school to high school graduation and college entrance examination, female students with excellent grades can receive a scholarship. The purpose is to reduce the dropout rate of female students who are eager to study but have outdated family values, and to give them a chance to change their destiny.

It was nearly 8 p.m. when the car exited the Shancheng Expressway and headed west.

In late January, or late February in the Gregorian calendar, the temperature in the mountain city at night was no longer so cold. Citizens who had been hibernating at night came out of their homes one after another. The shops along the way were lit up, and there were small restaurants everywhere. People were eating open-air barbecues in groups on the roadside.

"How about we have barbecue? We can have that 'Farewell My Chicken' tomorrow?"

Qi Xuan'er was also hungry and eagerly offered her suggestion.

"Let's go to the hotel, it's not far."

Zhao Chang'an knew the character of the young men in his hometown, a small city.

Fan Chufei's delicate beauty was very alluring, and Qi Xuan'er seemed to have adopted a more feminine style in her clothing. With a short white jacket and jeans, and her short hair reaching her ears, she became more attractive.

Ye Yiyi was dressed in an exquisite and luxurious European style, with some sequins carefully applied to her face. She wore a dark red long pencil skirt and a white fox fur coat, and her long, straight hair was adorned with a white fox fur hair clip.

That figure and outfit could kill a bunch of country bumpkins in this mountain city.

Even the most average-looking Wang Yu is still a beautiful woman with a great figure and face, embodying traditional Chinese style.

If Zhao Chang'an were to take one of the four girls out for barbecue at a roadside stall by himself, although many would secretly curse him for wasting a beautiful flower on a pile of cow dung, the likelihood of him harassing them would be low. After all, Shancheng had already suffered several blows in the past three years: Xu San, Mo Hai'er, the old Taoist, Qiao San, Xia Wuyue—

Those who were too arrogant and domineering were all dealt with, and even an old mudfish like Zhang Xiubing chose to leave to avoid trouble.

But the fact that he brought four such beautiful women with him at once was enough to enrage the young people here, especially the hotheaded youths who had drunk a little bit of cat urine, and were easily provoked by the alcohol.