A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Shen Mingrong hugged her tightly, his muscles bulging even more noticeably.

How could I possibly let you fall?

He stood by the bed and suddenly tossed Li Jiaojiao upwards.

"Hey!" Li Jiaojiao cried out in fright.

After being caught firmly by Shen Mingrong, Li Jiaojiao slapped him across the face.

She wanted to punch him: "You scared me to death! You should have told me beforehand!"

"Alright, alright, Jiaojiao, would you like to do it again?"

Li Jiaojiao looked at him and remained silent for a while.

Just when he thought she was unwilling, Li Jiaojiao nodded: "Throw it, let's see how high you can throw it."

Let's see if she doesn't exhaust this guy today. He really likes playing this game, huh?

"Let me be clear from the start: if you fall down even once, you'll suffer the consequences."

Shen Mingrong nodded: "Okay, you can kiss me every time you catch it."

"No...don't throw me!" She was thrown into the air as soon as she finished speaking.

"Catched you this time, Jiaojiao!" Shen Mingrong noted down the kiss.

Before she could call for a stop, they tossed her up in the air again.

Until Li Jiaojiao clung tightly to his body, preventing him from throwing her up.

"enough"

Shen Mingrong knew he couldn't go too far, so he stopped.

"Then let's settle the score."

Li Jiaojiao's eyes widened: "Wasn't that punishment just now?"

"Jiaojiao, that was just playing before bedtime."

Li Jiaojiao kicked the blanket several times in frustration.

Shen Mingrong went to the factory early in the morning to hold a production planning meeting.

Only Niu Dali and Li Jiaojiao remained at the convenience store.

"Jiaojiao, you and Mingrong haven't had your wedding banquet yet..."

She paused for a moment, unsure how to express herself tactfully, so she simply said it directly.

"You and Mingrong made too much noise last night; everyone else and I heard it. Jiaojiao, maybe you should wait until after you get married before making such a fuss."

After saying that, Niu Dali didn't dare to look at her expression and quickly ran to the arcade to clean.

"Ahhh!" Li Jiaojiao screamed in her heart.

“Dali, Shen Mingrong and I were just playing around last night…” she chased after Niu Dali, trying to explain.

But she didn't know how to explain it. Should she just say that a man and a woman were playing a game of tossing each other around?

As Niu Dali ran, he said, "Jiaojiao, I know, I know, please don't say it, please don't say it!"

She really didn't want to hear it; she had never even touched a man's hand.

She really didn't want to know what Jiaojiao and Shen Mingrong were doing on the second floor last night.

"Mr. Shen...is Mr. Shen here?"

They heard someone calling for help outside the convenience store, so the two stopped and chased each other as they went out to see what was going on.

"Foreman Tang? What brings you here? Hasn't the cook arrived for lunch yet?"

Li Jiaojiao asked him suspiciously, "He wouldn't have come here if there wasn't a problem."

Foreman Tang was in charge of building the dormitories; different projects had different foremen.

But he was chosen to lead the foreman.

"Boss Shen, your promise to postpone wages by three days might not be possible."

Foreman Tang looked troubled. Today, several foremen and their men said that a few troublemakers were directly inciting everyone to strike.

He had no choice but to consult with Shen Ajiao.

Shen Ajiao frowned and pursed her lips: "Then it will be on time. Go back first, Foreman Tang, don't delay the construction schedule."

"Okay, okay," Foreman Tang nodded repeatedly, and went back to let those who were on strike continue working.

With such a tight deadline, he gets anxious if there's even a minute's delay.

The other foremen were waiting for him at the corner.

"So, Lao Tang? Did Boss Shen agree?"

What if they don't agree?

"Old Tang, say something!"

Foreman Tang pulled a few impatient workers aside: "Let's go, back to the construction site over there."

This is hardly a convenient place to talk; the entire construction site can be seen at a glance, and no one can eavesdrop.

The foremen walked back quickly.

"Boss Shen promised to pay on time, no delays," Foreman Tang said, getting to the point first.

"But the construction schedule must be met."

The foremen nodded in agreement. Since they had paid on time according to their rules, it was indeed the right thing to do.

"Go back and deal with those troublemakers behind you."

Foreman Tang's face was grim: "This is the first time Boss Shen hasn't held it against us. If it happens again, who will help us?"

The foremen didn't say anything, but their fists were clenched.

They're just laborers; you can find plenty of them outside. We don't need those few troublesome old men on construction sites.

It was originally a group of teams that got together to compete for this project.

They also promised Boss Shen that they would start work three days early, and that the wages for those three days could be paid later.

As a result, their workers became unwilling.

They insisted that the boss pay on time, refusing to work until three days had passed without payment.

Even if Foreman Tang and a few others paid the money upfront, they were still unwilling.

To put it bluntly, they're just looking for trouble.

Li Jiaojiao first found the loan contract she signed with the bank at that time.

The loan disbursement date is clearly stated on the document, and according to the procedure, it is impossible to disburse the loan earlier than scheduled.

She did want to meet the deadline and start construction at the same time as the beverage factory, but the dormitory was smaller than the beverage factory and the loan amount was higher.

Therefore, the loan disbursement time is clearly stated to be one week later.

She took out a loan of 63 yuan for the dormitory project, and the money was received in installments.

Of the estimated amount, 47 is for construction costs, and the loan will not be released until the bank sends someone to review it.

This requires construction to begin first, and the loan will only be disbursed after the bank's review personnel arrive and confirm that there is no risk of loan fraud.

Li Jiaojiao looked at the contract and thought of Secretary Peng's expression.

That old scoundrel is so petty; he tries to trip her up whenever she signs a few more documents.

She thought of the previous small world, where as long as a leader nodded, even a loan of a million could be disbursed by the bank faster than a plane taking off.

These hundreds of thousands of yuan were allocated in batches, and the project was subject to review and approval. Unfortunately, the leaders nodded with dark faces.

She received the payment for the construction site this month the day before yesterday.

A total of 24,800.

"Dali, check how much money is left in the store?"

Niu Dali pulled the shop's roller shutter door down to his calves before opening the cash box to count the money.

Only after confirming that the accounts were roughly the same as last night did I feel relieved enough to tell Jiaojiao.

"6324.89 yuan," Niu Dali counted the coins, including the one-cent coins.

"Not even half is enough." This is the first time in all the time that Li Jiaojiao has been in this world that she has to worry about money.

There is less than a week left before the payment is due to the construction site.

She needed to scrape together nearly 30,000 yuan in cash.

Seeing her worried, Niu Dali was also having a hard time.

"I'll go find the foreman and the others. I'll argue with them if necessary; they're the ones who promised to follow our rules."

Niu Dali wasn't intimidated at all by men who were taller and stronger than her.

"Dali, don't go!" Li Jiaojiao called out to her, "Arguing won't solve anything. We can't let this delay the construction schedule, not even for a minute."

She spent this time supervising the construction, making sure it was completed as quickly as possible.

Currently, the beverage factory only hires local residents with a fixed address.

Zhang Chunxin is still sleeping on the floor with the workers.

These are not long-term solutions.

Soon some people will renovate their houses and free up a few rooms to rent to those who come to work.