A top student transmigrates into a book: Reborn in the 90s and rises to prominence.

Shao Wanwan said exaggeratedly while sweeping the floor.

As he spoke, he frantically swept the ground towards the feet of the matchmaker and Liu Chao.

Dust flew everywhere.

Shao Wanwan coughed a few times, feigning an attack.

"Zheyuan, what's wrong with you? Can't you see how much dust there is? Hurry up and sprinkle some water on it!"

Then Jiang Zheyuan obediently poured a ladle of water on the ground.

The matchmaker's face turned extremely ugly in an instant.

Shao Wanwan pretended not to see it and continued scanning.

She had a lot of harsh things to say, but she had to hold back for fear of them retaliating against her grandmother later.

They could only sweep quickly and work together with Jiang Zheyuan to make sure there wasn't a dry spot under their feet.

Such a blatant order to leave is something the matchmaker can't pretend she doesn't understand.

So he could only drag Liu Chao away, fuming.

Shao Moli is good-looking and a college student, so too many people are eyeing her.

This kind of thing will definitely happen again in the future.

In fact, when a family has a daughter, many families will want to marry her, and even the grandmother can't stop her. But Liu Chao is shorter than a vat and his waist is thicker than a vat. Isn't he just trying to disgust people?

"Finding a partner these days is like picking dates; they throw the ball at you no matter what, it's so frustrating to watch." Watching the matchmaker lead Liu Chao away, Shao Wanwan put down her fork and broom and said helplessly.

Jiang Zheyuan saw Shao Wanwan put down the broom, so he also put down the bucket.

As a respectable man, this was his first time doing such a low-level eviction process, which felt both novel and a little embarrassing.

Shao Wanwan couldn't help but laugh when she saw his red ears.

Shao Moli looked at the two people staring at each other and then lowered her head.

She used to think that Shao Wanwan was not good enough for Jiang Zheyuan, but now that she sees it, Jiang Zheyuan is willing to cooperate with whatever Shao Wanwan does, and she feels that he cherishes her.

Shao Wanwan certainly deserves this kind of appreciation.

Since the end of the college entrance examination, Shao Wanwan has repeatedly overturned her views.

At this moment, she finally admitted that Shao Wanwan was a good person and a good younger sister.

If she hadn't been there today, she and her grandmother would definitely have suffered a lot more in silence.

Grandma grabbed Wanwan and said loudly, "Wanwan, thank you so much for today. Let's have mutton soup tonight! It's from the sheep Grandma raised herself, and someone else slaughtered it. It's delicious."

Wanwan smiled and said, "Okay, Grandma, I'll eat more."

Grandma turned around with a smile and went to the kitchen.

“We can’t find anyone to supervise the underfloor heating project. Do you have a suitable candidate?” Shao Wanwan asked, looking at her grandmother’s back.

"If we're going to install underfloor heating, we should also install air conditioning, and then we should renovate the attic and get a Simmons bed, so we'll have a place to stay when we come back," Jiang Zheyuan added after thinking for a moment.

Shao Wanwan glanced at Shao Moli, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You even arranged it for yourself? That's someone else's sister's room, okay? You only stayed there once, and you're already being picky," Shao Wanwan teased with a laugh.

Jiang Zheyuan was stunned.

She then realized what was happening and smiled sheepishly, saying, "Grandma's house is too old and inconvenient to use in many places. My idea is that since we're going to install underfloor heating, we should also do some repairs. I'll find someone to arrange it so that the supervisor and the construction workers can be there to get it done together."

“Okay, I also think that Grandma’s house has many safety hazards. She’s getting old, and just those protruding brick paths in the main room are terrifying. Grandma is willing to stay in the old house, so let’s make her more comfortable.” Shao Wanwan glanced at Shao Moli and said.

"You can pay all the expenses first, and I'll pay you back when I make money later," Shao Moli said after a long while, her head bowed.

Shao Wanwan patted Shao Moli on the shoulder, "Sis, you're so capable, how could I be afraid you won't pay me back? Don't worry!"

Shao Wanwan plans to sell all the phone cards she has, which should allow her to recoup her investment of around 5,000 yuan, making her money more than enough this time.

Shao Wanwan asked and found that underfloor heating costs around two thousand.

The labor cost is 800.

Jiang Zheyuan will find someone, and we'll negotiate the price before I pay him.

Shao Wanwan knew that Jiang Zheyuan didn't want her to be so calculating with him. If she opened a door, Zhang Suran would never stop.

It wouldn't matter if Jiang Zheyuan kept cleaning up Shao Pei's messes.

The key issue is that Shao Pei's appetite will only grow bigger and bigger. If he ends up in gambling, prostitution, or drugs, the Shao family will be finished.

Not only should each issue be handled separately, but each order should also have a source.

If Zhang Suran insists on making a fuss, there is still a way to resolve this.

Jiang Zheyuan was unaware of Shao Wanwan's inner thoughts. Seeing her like this, he felt empty inside. He just kept saying that his grandmother was also his grandmother, and it was only right for her to help out. She didn't need to be so formal with him.

Even an outsider like Shao Moli understood what Shao Wanwan meant.

Indeed, even the smartest person can be blinded by emotions when acting impulsively.

While coaxing Jiang Zheyuan, who was a bit irritable, Shao Wanwan arranged the time for installing the heating system, quickly drew up a few tables for the handover of the renovation, and handed them to Jiang Zheyuan and Shao Moli.

"From now on, we'll organize the progress and information we hear every day and fill it in on a form. This will ensure that all three of us have the same information and progress. It will also make it clear who follows up and who is held accountable if problems arise. We won't have to deal with anything unclear or ambiguous."

Shao Wanwan has a rather rigorous way of thinking.

Before transmigrating into the book, she worked at a large company where infighting between departments was a frequent occurrence because information exchange was not timely, and everyone received firsthand information.

Then everyone stops at different points, and then they start sticking to their own rhythm, no problem.

Right now, Shao Moli doesn't have a pager or a cell phone. Shao Wanwan knows that Zhang Suran knows about the underfloor heating and will definitely ask Shao Moli about it. This way, they can keep each other informed, and Shao Moli can explain things to him.

Looking at the simple yet well-organized grid in his hand, resembling the interface of an office software, Jiang Zheyuan's understanding of Shao Wanwan suddenly shifted to another level.

Forgetting his anger for a moment, he carefully read through the form.

Then he said, "My uncle always says that there are disputes between departments, and communication is troublesome. There are only a few people in the company who can use computers. If we had this form, we could submit it every week and everyone could check the work progress, which would save a lot of trouble."

Jiang Zheyuan's admiration and appreciation were truly written in his eyes.

Shao Moli hadn't figured out the trick to the form yet, but looking at Jiang Zheyuan's eyes, she felt as if they were piercing her own eyes. Envy welled up in her heart, and her heart was gripped tightly. She felt like she was about to cry. Seeing that they hadn't noticed her, she quickly got up and went to the outhouse behind the pigsty.

It was quiet there, and far from the main room, so she finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

After crying her fill, she returned to the main room.

Grandma was brewing jujube tea for them on the stove in the main room.

Seeing Shao Moli coming over, she hurriedly called out, "Sweetie, come and have some tea. Grandma put your favorite longan in it."