I'm incredibly ambitious after being reborn.

Chapter 49 The Collective Creation of Dongsang Family Village

"See what I said?! See what I said! I told you long ago that the new son-in-law of the Shouye family really thinks highly of our Dongsangjia Village. Sister-in-law Laidi also sent word that we can send eight people over here, just in cars."

In Dongsangjiazhuang, Anbian County, under the old locust tree where people could cool off in the evening, Sang Shouyi brought two large baskets of watermelons. Everyone who came got a share, and men, women, and children all ate watermelons while listening.

Sang Shouyi himself was the same, holding a slice of watermelon in his left hand and a palm-leaf fan in his right, gesturing as he said, “The new son-in-law of the Shouye family also said that he was afraid that the people here would not be able to adapt to the climate. Right now, the Yangtze River is like a steamer, and the people of Hedong Road may not be able to stand it. So why don’t we gather a dozen or twenty people at once and call on a few who can endure hardship first, as a way to test the waters for us?”

"Brother Shouyi, does your new son-in-law need someone to drive a truck? I'm thinking I can earn more by driving long-distance trucks."

"To be honest, brother, we're really short of long-distance drivers in Jiyang. We need not only drivers, but also those who can accompany them. But we're too busy right now; we need to get things in order first. Let me be frank with you all, do you know how much land next to that shop called 'Shizipo' under the new son-in-law's name is?"

Taking a big bite of watermelon, Sang Shouyi thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of the enthusiastic and attentive audience, which gave him that ultimate sense of "commanding the wind and rain."

"You mentioned there's a gas station and a restaurant... If we add them all together, twenty or thirty acres should be about right, right?"

An old man sat in a small rattan chair, holding a palm-leaf fan, and occasionally fanned his grandson, who was sitting on a small stool next to him, intently eating watermelon to keep away insects.

"Uncle, you really underestimate our new son-in-law."

Sang Shouyi's exaggerated expressions and movements further aroused people's curiosity.

I had heard Li Laidi talk about how capable her son-in-law was before, but I was still a little suspicious. After all, her husband hadn't been gone for long, and now he had suddenly turned his life around. Who knew if he was just putting on a show?

However, the people from Dongsangjiazhuang who had previously raised funds gradually recovered their investments, so they believed it to some extent, but not entirely.

When Sang Shouyi started spouting nonsense, and then Li Laidi's eldest sister, Li Zhaodi, started stirring things up, everyone believed it.

This brings us to Li Zhaodi, who was quite famous. When Sang Shouye was still alive, she often took advantage of her second sister.

Everyone in Dongsangjiazhuang knew that Li Zhaodi would never have given Li Laidi an 80% compliment, but now the news Li Zhaodi was spreading was even more exaggerated than Sang Shouyi's, so they had to evaluate Li Laidi's son-in-law as 120% good.

Amidst all sorts of exaggerated claims, Zhang Daxiang is portrayed as nothing short of a mammoth—both large and powerful.

Now, Sang Shouyi has found a way to establish himself in Dongsangjiazhuang, and few people still call him a lackey of the Sang family compound.

It's all thanks to "Grandpa Elephant"!
"That place is a whole area, locally called 'Wujiatan,' a ring of land right next to a national highway, about a hundred acres. Our new son-in-law not only bought the entire hundred acres, but guess what?"

"Is it that the land is being refused, or are they simply raising the price on the spot?"

"Who dares to give this new son-in-law the cold shoulder? And even try to raise the price on the spot? Originally, the asking price was 60,000 yuan per mu, but the new son-in-law's grandfather came over alone and said, 'What's going on here? This is my only legitimate son and grandson. Are you trying to rip me off?'"

By this point, Sang Shouyi's cheeks were covered in watermelon juice, and his radiant expression made even the old ladies eating watermelon feel that he was more enthusiastic than a storyteller.

"Then there are people in the area who aren't blind. When they saw that it was the old man who was in charge, they immediately lowered their prices by 10,000 yuan as an apology."

The moment the watermelon juice flew from the corner of his mouth, Sang Shouyi almost believed it himself.

It felt as if I had seen it with my own eyes.

"The old man didn't say much at the time. He remained silent for five minutes and then reduced the price by another 10,000 yuan. That brought the price down to 40,000 yuan per mu. But that wasn't the end of it. Our new son-in-law also has a great-grandfather who was the principal of No. 2 Middle School in Jiyang City. He had countless students. He went over to see what was going on and asked what was going on. As a result, some of his former students recognized him. There was no room for further bargaining. He immediately reduced the price by another 5,000 yuan per mu."

Sang Shouyi tossed the watermelon rind into the basket with a flick of his wrist, then waved his fingers. "Thirty-five thousand yuan per mu, a full one hundred mu. Then the new son-in-law said, 'If someone respects me by one foot, I'll respect them by ten feet,' so I'll add another fifty mu! A total of one hundred and fifty mu!"

"well!!"

The men clapped and cheered, and if Sang Shouyi weren't a magician, they would have thrown him a few coins.

He told a land sale story with such dramatic twists and turns that it captivated listeners of all ages, making them feel completely immersed.

The ending was also quite satisfying...

Sang Shouyi also felt great; this was much more enjoyable than being the manager of "Golden Mulberry Leaf" before.

Because everyone is giving him face.

However, while listening is one thing, one still needs to think about it. Some people, after a little reflection, felt that this was the perfect time for the new son-in-law of the family business to make his mark.

The elders in the family all came out to help because only the eldest uncle was left by his side. The new son-in-law was short of people by his side and had to rely on his wife's family for help.

The problem is that people tend to overthink things. The more you think, the more you'll think. As if Dongsangjiazhuang were engaged in a collective creative project, they came up with multiple versions of the new son-in-law's "persona".

As Sang Yuke's maternal family, they definitely play a significant role, and their numbers are not small; otherwise, how could they provide the strongest support to the new son-in-law?
There's strength in numbers.

There is strength in numbers.

In any case, the enthusiasm of the Dongsangjiazhuang people for their new son-in-law Zhang Daxiang has reached a rather subtle level. If Sang Shouyi hadn't acted like a decent person, he could have easily become a top-notch "Southern-style" pyramid scheme leader in the North.

The core selling point is the virtual product called "New Son-in-Law"...

Zhang Daxiang, far away in Jiyang City, had no idea how much his image appealed to the people of Dongsangjiazhuang. He was a perfect combination of chivalry, handsomeness, wisdom, and strength.

Then one day, Zhang Daxiang, who had just finished his work, rushed home to eat a bowl of noodles with meat sauce made by Sister Yu. Before he had even finished his noodles, he heard Sang Yuke, her face flushed, stammering and not daring to look up at him, say in a low voice, "Manager, I want to tell you something..."

"Yes?"

"Oh dear! Where did the commotion come from so quickly? It's something from back home."

"Have you found a driver?"

"Ah."

“Great! How many people are coming? I have existing business and I'm short-handed.”

"Two, two..."

"twenty?"

"two hundred."

"..."

Looking at Sang Yuke, who was completely silent with her head down, Zhang Daxiang was dumbfounded: No... how much?!

two hundred?!
Is this an attack on Jiyang city proper?!
(End of this chapter)