Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

After leaving the Chamber of Commerce, I didn't feel as relaxed as I had expected.

Chairman Zhao's perfunctory attitude is like a thorn stuck in my heart.

His talk of "seriously dealing with it" is nothing but empty talk and a mere formality.

How could someone like Chen Shuisheng easily give up?

What's more problematic is that although some small businesses are interested in my strawberries, the orders from individual vendors are far from enough to support my cash flow.

Watching my account balance gradually decrease every day felt like a huge rock was pressing on my heart, making it hard to breathe.

I need a breakthrough, an opportunity to truly bring my strawberries to the masses.

After racking my brains for several days, a bold idea finally took shape—free tasting!

I paced back and forth in the room. The idea was too risky. If this truckload of strawberries didn't yield good results, my cash flow would be completely cut off. But if I didn't do it, I could only watch my business slowly decline. Gritting my teeth, I decided to take the plunge.

I want everyone to taste my strawberries and conquer them with their unparalleled deliciousness!

Early Saturday morning, I arrived at the farmers' market in the city center with a truckload of strawberries. I set up my stall and hung up an eye-catching banner that read, "Natural Strawberries, Free Samples!" The bright red, juicy strawberries shimmered like jewels in the sunlight, gleaming temptingly.

I took a deep breath and began my call: "Dear uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, don't miss out! Today, enjoy the freshest strawberries for free! If you don't like them, you don't have to pay!" The crowd slowly gathered, but everyone just watched. I was getting a little anxious when I saw a little boy being pulled by his mother, his eyes fixed on the strawberries.

I picked up a strawberry and walked up to the little boy. "Little brother, have a taste." The little boy glanced timidly at his mother, who nodded. Only then did he pick up the strawberry and put it in his mouth. Instantly, his eyes widened, his expression of surprise like that of someone who had discovered a treasure. He exclaimed to his mother, "Mom, it's so sweet!" This shout was like opening a floodgate; a crowd surged forward, and the stall instantly became lively.

The strawberries were quickly snatched up, and exclamations of "These strawberries are so sweet!" erupted from the crowd.

"It's better than anything I've ever had before!" "Where can I buy it? I want to buy some!" People started scrambling to ask how to buy it and the price. I was surrounded and overwhelmed with questions. My smile grew brighter and brighter, and my heart was filled with excitement. The depression of the past few months seemed to vanish in that moment.

I knew my chance had come!

Just then, a familiar figure appeared on the outskirts of the crowd. His face was grim, and his eyes were fixed on me...

Chen Shuisheng arrived as expected, his face grim, like a venomous snake waiting for its chance to strike.

I had a bad feeling in my heart; this guy was definitely up to no good.

He pushed through the crowd and walked to my stall, saying in a sarcastic tone, "Hey, Mr. Miao, business is good! Giving them away for free, you're really generous!" I replied with a forced smile, "Mr. Chen, you flatter me. It's all about small profits and quick turnover, so people have to try them first." He sneered, suddenly grabbed a handful of strawberries, and slammed them to the ground, turning the bright red strawberries into a puddle of mud in an instant.

"You dare to sell these inferior strawberries! I think you're trying to scam people!" He deliberately raised his voice, and the people around him began to murmur.

I suppressed my anger and was about to retort when a tall figure blocked my way.

It's Miya Rin! Yes, she called me last night to say she was off today!

Gong Lin stared coldly at Chen Shuisheng, his gaze like a cheetah eyeing its prey, sending chills down one's spine. His tone was menacing: "Boss, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Where's the evidence? What makes you say these are inferior strawberries?"

Chen Shuisheng was clearly intimidated by Gong Lin's imposing presence. His face turned bright red, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He stammered for a long time but couldn't come up with a coherent explanation.

Gong Lin gave a cold laugh, a laugh tinged with contempt. He took a step forward, and Chen Shuisheng unconsciously took a step back.

Gong Lin said, "Since you can't produce any evidence, please leave and don't disturb public order."

Chen Shuisheng slunk away under everyone's watchful eyes, while I felt a surge of joy, as if I could see the dawn of victory.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and I looked at Gong Lin gratefully. He gave me a reassuring look.

That evening, I received a call from the TV station saying that my advertisement was starting to work and that several large supermarkets had contacted them, wanting to purchase my strawberries.

My heart finally settled down; it seems this marketing strategy was the right one!

Just as he hung up the phone, Gong Lin walked in, holding a document in his hand.

"Take a look at this." He handed me the document, and when I opened it, I saw that it was a military region procurement contract!

I looked up in surprise. Gong Lin's lips curled into a slight smile: "I asked around, and the military has a huge demand for supplies, and they have very high requirements for food quality. Your strawberries perfectly meet the standards." A warm feeling welled up inside me. He always quietly did things for me and helped me solve problems.

Just as I was about to thank him, he suddenly put his index finger to his lips as a shushing gesture, then leaned close to my ear and whispered, "There's an even bigger surprise..."

He smiled mysteriously, took my hand and led me to the window. Pointing to the brightly lit military compound in the distance, he said, "See that? I had them turn your strawberries into a special dessert. Now the whole military region is talking about your strawberries!" I covered my mouth in surprise, hardly believing my ears.

This is an unexpected surprise!

With the military region's order, my financial pressure was instantly relieved, and it also boosted brand awareness, which is more effective than any advertising!

Just as I was basking in joy, my phone suddenly rang.

It's an unknown number.

When I answered the phone, the other party claimed to be the manager of Yuanshi Investment Company. He said he was very interested in my strawberry project and wanted to meet with me to discuss investment cooperation in detail.

I was stunned. An investment?

I originally just wanted to solve my immediate predicament, but I never expected to attract the attention of investors!

After hanging up the phone, I looked excitedly at Gong Lin. His eyes sparkled with admiration as he gently ruffled my hair. "I knew it, you could do it." I threw myself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

At this moment, all the pressure and fatigue vanished, leaving only a feeling of happiness and emotion.

Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks on the door shattered the warm atmosphere.

I opened the door, and a man in a suit stood outside, holding a file folder in his hand and handing it to me: "Ms. Miao, hello, I'm from Ying Shi Law Firm. This is the lawsuit that Chen Shuisheng has filed against you..." I was stunned. A lawsuit?

Chen Shuisheng actually sued me?

I took the file bag, my hands trembling slightly.

When I opened it, my head went "buzz"—he actually accused me of violating his trade secrets!

That's utterly absurd!

My strawberry growing techniques and formulas are unique to me, so why does he say I'm infringing on his rights?

Gong Lin took the document, carefully read through it, and his expression became serious.

“Don’t worry,” he said calmly, placing the documents on the table. “I’ll handle it.”

Over the next few days, Gong Lin ran around trying to contact lawyers and collect evidence for me.

I fully cooperated and provided all relevant information.

This sudden lawsuit disrupted my rhythm, forcing me to temporarily put aside my work and focus on dealing with this unexpected storm.

On the day of the trial, the courtroom was packed.

Chen Shuisheng, dressed in a suit and tie, looked smug, as if victory was assured.

I took a deep breath and told myself to calm down.

During the trial, Chen Shuisheng produced so-called "evidence"—a strawberry cultivation technique manual, which he claimed I stole from him.

I could tell at a glance that it was a fake; the content was full of loopholes and couldn't stand up to scrutiny.

My lawyer also argued logically and refuted the other party's accusations one by one.

Ultimately, the judge adjourned the court and announced that the verdict would be delivered at a later date.

Leaving the courtroom, I felt utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

This lawsuit not only consumed my time and energy, but also put me under tremendous psychological pressure.

When I got home, I locked myself in my room, not wanting to talk or move.

Over the next few days, I forced myself to immerse myself in work and tried not to think about the lawsuit.

I started working on expanding my strawberry cultivation and contacting more supermarkets and distributors.

My strawberries are becoming more and more popular, orders are increasing, and my account balance is constantly growing.

Looking at all this, I felt a great sense of accomplishment.

I know I'm getting closer and closer to my goal.

Just when I thought everything was going in the right direction, my phone rang.

It's an unknown number.

I hesitated for a moment and answered the phone.

"Ms. Miao, hello, this is Bank A in City..." The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and mechanical, "Your loan application has not been approved..."

My heart sank suddenly, and a bad feeling welled up inside me.

I subconsciously looked at Gong Lin, whose expression had also become unusually serious.

"How could this happen?" I muttered to myself, "My cash flow..."

Gong Lin walked to my side, gently took my hand, and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, let's think of another way."

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

I opened the door, and a man in uniform stood outside. He expressionlessly handed me a notice: "Ms. Miao Qing, according to a report, you are suspected of tax evasion. Please come with us..."