Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

"Gong Lin...something happened..." My voice trembled.

On the other end of the phone, Gong Lin's voice was deep and calm: "What's wrong, Qingqing? Tell me slowly." I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, and told him everything about the newspaper report and Chen Shuisheng's provocation.

After hanging up the phone, I felt completely powerless and slumped into a chair.

Rumors spread like wildfire.

My strawberry sales plummeted, and the once constant stream of orders became sparse, replaced by doubts and concerns from my partners.

Some inquired tactfully about the safety of the strawberries, while others directly demanded the termination of the cooperation.

I bit my lip, my heart filled with bitterness. On one hand, I was confident in the quality of my strawberries; on the other hand, I faced the harsh reality before me. Every questioning phone call felt like a knife stabbing into my heart. I almost wanted to give up, but when I thought of those who trusted me, I told myself I couldn't back down.

I didn't rush to refute the rumors because I know that in this age of information overload, simple clarifications are often pale and powerless.

I need to provide more compelling evidence so that everyone can witness the quality of my strawberries firsthand.

I immediately contacted Chairman Zhao of the Chamber of Commerce, as well as some influential local business owners, and invited them to visit my strawberry production base.

I know this is a risk. If the base can't convince them, my strawberry business could be completely ruined. But I, Miao Qing, am never one to sit idly by. I believe in the quality of my strawberries, and even if there's only a sliver of hope, I will fight for it. This isn't just for my business, but also for those who have always supported me; I can't let them down.

Fortunately, after securing the investment, I rented a piece of land in the suburbs and built a modern greenhouse specifically for growing strawberries and other fruits, thus finding a market for the fruits grown in the area.

More importantly, I can secretly nourish these fruits with the spiritual spring and spiritual soil of the space, ensuring that their quality and taste far surpass similar products on the market.

"Miao Qing, your strawberry farm is truly an eye-opener!" Chairman Zhao exclaimed, looking at the plump, red strawberries in the greenhouse.

Other vendors nodded in agreement, praising my strawberries highly.

Seeing the expressions of surprise and admiration on their faces, I gradually calmed down.

Just then, my phone rang.

It was the base's security guard calling.

"Miss Miao, something terrible has happened! Someone is causing trouble and saying they want to stop the tour..." The voice on the other end of the phone was anxious and flustered.

My heart sank. Could it be Chen Shuisheng?

I immediately dialed Gong Lin's number...

I hung up the phone and rushed to the base gate in a panic.

Before we even arrived, we could see a group of people gathered around the entrance, making a racket like a swarm of buzzing flies.

Chen Shuisheng's greasy face suddenly appeared in the center of the crowd, spitting as he spoke to the gatekeeper. His smug and self-satisfied appearance was truly disgusting.

I strode over and shouted sternly, "Chen Shuisheng, what are you doing here!" As soon as he saw me, he immediately put on an innocent expression: "Miao Qing, I'm doing this for everyone's good! Your strawberries have such a big problem, how can you let people just come and visit? Isn't that misleading consumers?"

I sneered, "Whether my strawberries are problematic or not is not for you to decide. Chairman Zhao and the other merchants are experts; they naturally have the judgment. Moreover, I have already conducted multiple rounds of rigorous testing on the strawberries. Here are some copies of the test reports (I took out a copy of the report and waved it). All the indicators far exceed the national standards. What exactly are you up to by spreading rumors and causing trouble here?"

At the base entrance, Chen Shuisheng was still causing trouble, and I silently prayed for a savior to arrive. Suddenly, the roar of a car engine filled the air, and everyone's hearts jumped into their throats. A black sedan kicked up a cloud of dust and came to a smooth stop at the entrance.

The moment the car door opened, it was as if the surrounding air froze. Gong Lin stepped out in a crisp military uniform, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his cold and stern face exuding an undeniable authority.

The soldiers behind him were all agile and had resolute eyes, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Shuisheng's mouth, which had been babbling incessantly, turned deathly pale as if it had been sewn shut. His legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and he cowered there like a mouse that had seen a cat, unable to utter a single word.

Other merchants, who had been worried about whether their visits would be affected, couldn't help but smile with relief upon seeing this scene, and their trust in Miao Qing grew even stronger. Miao Qing's security guard, who had been anxiously arguing with Chen Shuisheng, instantly showed a relieved expression upon seeing Gong Lin appear, as if he had found his pillar of support.

I took Chairman Zhao and other business owners on a tour of the strawberry greenhouse and explained my planting techniques and management methods in detail.

They picked and tasted the strawberries themselves, and everyone praised them highly, dispelling their previous doubts.

Chairman Zhao shook my hand, his face sincere: "Miao Qing, don't worry, I will clarify this matter within the Chamber of Commerce and strongly recommend your products. I believe that justice will prevail, and your strawberries are so good, they will definitely regain the market!" His hearty laughter was like a shot of adrenaline, rekindling my hope.

After seeing Chairman Zhao and the other business owners off, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I walked up to Gong Lin and looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, Gong Lin." He smiled gently and ruffled my hair, "Silly girl, don't thank me. Protecting you is my responsibility." I held his hand, feeling the warmth and strength from his palm, and my heart was filled with a sense of security.

Gong Lin held my hand tightly, our fingers intertwined, as if he wanted to transfer all his strength to me.

“Let’s go celebrate,” he suggested, his eyes sparkling with tenderness.

I smiled and nodded, and we strolled together in the afterglow of the setting sun, savoring this moment of tranquility and happiness.

Back in the market office, as I was getting ready to tidy up, a sudden, urgent knocking shattered the evening's tranquility...

I opened the door and saw the base's administrator standing outside. He looked anxious and was panting as he said, "Miss Miao, something's happened! Our strawberries... our strawberries..." He stammered and couldn't get the words out clearly. My heart tightened, and a bad feeling welled up inside me.

"Tell me slowly, what's wrong?" Gong Lin's calm voice came from behind me, giving me a sense of strength.

The manager finally caught his breath and said urgently, "Our strawberries... have all withered! Large patches of them have withered, as if... as if something has sucked their life force away!" My vision went black, and I almost fainted.

How could this be?

My strawberries, my hard work...

Gong Lin and I immediately headed to the base.

The sight before me left me speechless with shock.

The once lush green strawberry field is now withered and yellow, the strawberry plants are drooping, the fruit is shriveled and lifeless.

Just as the administrator said, it was as if its life force had been drained.

I staggered to a strawberry plant, and with trembling hands, reached out and gently stroked the withered leaves.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"What...what's going on?" I muttered to myself, feeling that everything in front of me was so unreal.

Gong Lin walked to my side and gently pulled me into his arms. His embrace was warm and strong, giving me a sense of comfort.

"Don't be afraid, Qingqing, we will find out the truth." His voice was deep and firm, like a reassuring pill, which calmed me down a little.

Over the next few days, we ran around trying to find the reason.

We brought in agricultural experts to test the soil and water quality, but they found nothing unusual.

We also asked nearby residents, but they all said they hadn't seen anything suspicious.

Everything has reached a stalemate. Unable to find the source of the problem, the only option is to arrange for someone to replace the withered strawberry seedlings with strawberry seedlings from my prepared space, then replace the spiritual soil and the spiritual spring in the space, and incidentally strengthen security.

Just then, Chairman Zhao called.

"Miao Qing, I have great news for you! Your strawberries are in high demand and short supply! I've received several calls from merchants from other places. They are all very interested in your strawberries and want to cooperate with you!" His voice was loud and excited, like a ray of dawn illuminating my gloomy world.

I mustered my spirits and held talks with several out-of-town businesses.

Their order volumes are all large, and they have all expressed their willingness to cooperate long-term.

This is undoubtedly a huge opportunity, but it also means greater challenges.

Logistics, local market rules, competitors...

These are all unknown problems that I need to face.

"Qingqing, don't worry, we'll handle this together." Gong Lin's gentle voice rang in my ears. He held my hand tightly, giving me boundless strength.

I took a deep breath and looked at the rising sun outside the window. My heart was filled with hope and fighting spirit. I would deal with whatever came my way. The strawberry farm was just something I had put out in the open. Space was my greatest guarantee.

Back in my office, I received a call from an unknown number.

"Miao Qing, do you think you've won? This is just the beginning..."

My hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and a sense of foreboding rose in my heart...

Gong Lin asked softly, "What's wrong?" I took a deep breath and told him what had happened on the phone.

Gong Lin's eyes narrowed; he knew a powerful force was pulling the strings behind the scenes. His mind raced, every expression on Chen Shuisheng's face, every word in the report flashing through his head. He clenched his fists, vowing to himself that whoever dared harm Qingqing would pay a heavy price. This woman had unknowingly entered his heart, becoming someone he would protect with all his might, and he wouldn't allow his protection to falter in the slightest.

“Don’t worry,” he said firmly, “I won’t let them hurt you.” He picked up his phone and dialed a number. “Check this number for me…” He paused, his tone icy, “Also, keep a close eye on Chen Shuisheng. I want to see what other tricks he has up his sleeve!” He put down the phone, turned around, and hugged me tightly, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He suddenly stood up, walked to the window, his eyes blazing as he gazed into the distance...