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

Humans' ability to imitate is unmatched by any other creature on this planet.

Once they discover that this is a way to make money, locals will flock to convert their self-built houses into rental properties.

Li Jiaojiao wants to earn her first pot of gold by relying on the dormitory, so she has to be quick, quick, and even faster.

Time waits for no one, and opportunities to make money are fleeting.

Niu Dali couldn't think of a good way to help her either.

Not wanting to sit there so pathetically, she picked up a rag and started frantically wiping and scrubbing.

She would persist in dealing with those unsanitary corners that she usually disliked.

Li Jiaojiao was still calculating the expenses at the construction site, trying to see which ones could be postponed for three days as previously agreed.

Niu Dali gripped the rag, thinking, "If they won't let me argue, then I'll go get reinforcements."

"Jiaojiao, I need to go find Xiao Liu."

Li Jiaojiao nodded: "Go ahead, take some food with you, and don't tell Shen Mingrong about this."

Niu Dali and Xiao Liu are good friends. Recently, Xiao Liu hasn't been coming to the convenience store much; Niu Dali has been the one going to find him.

"Okay," she said, and ran off quickly.

But she didn't listen to Jiaojiao and went to find Shen Mingrong first.

After he finished speaking, Shen Mingrong's aura turned cold.

"Go back first, it's alright."

After Niu Dali left, Shen Mingrong used the office phone to call an acquaintance to ask about the situation.

The acquaintance's name is Feng Qingyun, who is the team leader in charge of business performance indicators at the bank.

Before long, he confirmed that the dormitory loan had indeed been deliberately blocked.

Shen Mingrong clenched his fists. He didn't believe that Jiaojiao, who was so smart, could handle such a big matter.

She wouldn't know it was intentionally blocked; she just never told herself.

I don't plan to tell him yet, and I certainly don't plan to ask him for help.

The more he thought about it, the more intense the fire in his heart burned.

He desperately wanted to go back and confront Shen Ajiao, asking her if she didn't love him.

So I never thought of involving him in solving the problem.

The production planning meeting was scheduled to continue in the afternoon, but Shen Mingrong still went back to the convenience store to find Shen Ajiao.

"The conference will continue even though I'm not here. I'll be back before it ends."

He told Xiao Liu before he left.

Xiao Liu told A Qiu every single word.

Ah Qiu is now the vice president.

"Did he really tell you that?" Aqiu rubbed his temples.

What's the point of holding a big meeting without him? Who's really the boss here?

Xiao Liu nodded: "Brother Mingrong said he's going to find Sister Jiaojiao."

Looking for Jiaojiao? Forget it. Maybe something really is wrong. After all, he would go to Jiaojiao for help with problems he couldn't solve.

Ah Qiu suppressed his irritation and continued reading the documents.

With more orders coming in recently, he also has to help Shen Mingrong review documents.

Ah Qiu cried out in his heart again, "Who is the real boss here?"

He also wanted to go out for a meal and drinks, and perhaps discuss business.

Now that the factory is open, he can only sit in this dilapidated office every day looking at these dizzying production data.

Li Jiaojiao took out the money she had saved before, plus the money from the convenience store;

It's a total of over 15,000, with both odd and even amounts.

Paying the workers' wages is more than enough.

Once she had settled the accounts, she asked Niu Dali to go to the construction site and find Foreman Tang to come over so they could settle the accounts in person.

At that moment, Foreman Tang was observing those troublemakers.

He was a little scared when Niu Dali called him.

He was afraid that Boss Shen might not keep his promise, which would make things very difficult to resolve.

When I got there, I found out that I had to pay him.

"The payment for these materials, paint, and exterior wall tiles can be settled next month."

"No problem, Mr. Shen. These were just written in advance."

After Tang took the money, she asked Niu Dali to take him back.

If someone robs you, at least you can run and call for help.

He was carrying a huge sum of over 13,000 yuan, so he had to be careful.

Li Jiaojiao left more than two thousand yuan in loose change in the cash box of the convenience store.

"Now I'm truly penniless."

Li Jiaojiao closed her eyes and lay lazily on the sofa.

I didn't notice that Shen Mingrong had returned.

When he returned, he encountered Niu Dali and the contractor.

I know the matter has been resolved.

She fell asleep on the sofa, a tiny little thing. They had both been very busy lately.

Seeing how tired she was, Shen Mingrong's anger instantly died down.

"Can't I share some of the burden with you?" Shen Mingrong asked softly.

Li Jiaojiao was asleep and didn't respond, so he carried her back upstairs.

Resting in the room is definitely better than on a small sofa.

As soon as they went upstairs, Li Jiaojiao woke up.

Upon seeing Shen Mingrong's face, Li Jiaojiao's anger flared up.

She bit his collarbone hard.

"It's all your fault! You made me look bad!"

Upon seeing him, Li Jiaojiao immediately thought of what Niu Dali had said.

How can she go out and see other people now?

"Ouch, be gentle, Jiaojiao."

He didn't know what he had done to offend her again, so he had no choice but to beg for forgiveness.

Li Jiaojiao relented as soon as she heard the voice.

He remembered that when he carried her back to her room to sleep, she wouldn't bite him.

"How dare you ask!" Li Jiaojiao was so angry that she wanted to take another bite.

Shen Mingrong had no choice but to coax her: "Please, kind and generous Miss Jiaojiao, tell me where I went wrong? I'll correct it right now."

She thought of what Niu Dali had said, and then she thought of what happened last night.

Shen Mingrong kept looking at her, watching her ears turn from pink to dark pink.

It seems you've thought of something you'd rather not say?

Fearing he might have teased them too much, Shen Mingrong didn't press the matter further.

In the evening, He Yueshan brought fine wine and food to visit Feng Qingyun.

A while ago, she was chatting with Feng Qingyun and they talked about Shen Ajiao's loan being blocked.

She only asked after the other person had eaten a couple of bites of meat;

"Brother Feng, what about the loan for my shop?"

Feng Qingyun was caught in a dilemma: should she continue eating, or should she not eat?

"This...this is still going through the process, right?"

He Yueshan said anxiously, "No, Brother Feng, could you please give me a way?"

Feng Qingyun pulled out her wallet from her pocket: "This liquor is 6 yuan a bottle, and the roast duck is 10 yuan a pound with condiments."

"Here's 16 yuan in total, take it."

"No, Brother Feng is treating you..."

"Take this first, then I'll give you some advice."

"Alright then," He Yueshan accepted it without really understanding what was going on.

Feng Qingyun then took out a pen and a bill.

"My mother at home is very strict; you need to sign to confirm that you've received this money."

Having already received the money, it was just a matter of signing the papers, so He Yueshan quickly signed them.

Feng Qingyun smiled as she carefully put away the items before starting to eat and drink with peace of mind.

He even invited his passing colleagues to come in and eat together.

He Yueshan was too embarrassed to ask any further questions.

I made an excuse and left first.

A cunning glint flashed in Feng Qingyun's eyes; he couldn't risk his future for a little gain.

They're all colleagues; it's obvious at a glance.

"Which blacklist is this?"

Feng Qingyun thought for a moment: "She's not on the blacklist, but there's something wrong with her."

I had just told this person that one of the two projects of the Shen family was stuck;

Immediately afterward, Shen Mingrong, the leader of the Shen family, called him.

If you can't even see who the ghost is, then you might as well quit the game.