Reborn as Zhao Ruilong of Handong, I will defy fate.

Jingle bell~

Jingle bell~

Chen Yanshi, who had just reached the bathroom door, hurriedly turned around.

"Old woman, can you answer this for me? I really can't hold it in any longer."

Wang Fuzhen, who was busy knitting, rolled her eyes at Chen Yanshi.

"Who told you to meddle? Answer your own phone!"

"Ugh!"

Chen Yanshi sighed and hurriedly walked back.

"Hey, hey, go pee!"

"Don't let someone die from holding their pee!"

"At my age, if I were to develop uremia from holding it in, I wouldn't bother taking care of me..."

Wang Fuzhen grumbled, but her hands moved quickly.

He put down his needlework, moved to the landline phone, and picked up the receiver.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hey, Xiao He from the Water Resources Bureau! Happy New Year!"

"Old Chen went to the toilet. You can tell me if you need anything."

"What? You sold 1,200 sets of work clothes? That's really amazing."

"Okay, I thank you on behalf of the workers at Dafeng Factory. Good, I will definitely pass on your message. Good, good, good."

One second she was all smiles, the next she hung up the phone and her expression changed drastically.

However, she still picked up her pen and made a note in her husband Chen Yanshi's notebook.

After I finished writing, I looked at the record above.

Science and technology, education, finance, transportation...

There are many units, and a considerable number of them.

It's clear that everyone was very eager to help.

Roughly put together, there must be at least tens of thousands of sets of clothes, enough to keep Dafeng Factory busy for a long time.

However, looking at this 'bill'...

Wang Fuzhen, however, was not happy at all.

This order was obtained by the husband, Chen Yanshi, who shamelessly asked for favors.

They really went to great lengths to help Dafeng Factory overcome its difficulties.

soon.

Chen Yanshi jogged back.

Whose call was that just now?

Wang Fuzhen glanced at her coldly.

Did you wash your hands after using the toilet?

"Oh dear, I don't even touch that stuff, why do I need to wash it?"

As Chen Yanshi spoke, he sat down and put on his reading glasses.

"Wow, 1,200 sets of work clothes! Not bad, not bad at all. This Xiao He is pretty good!"

Wang Fuzhen continued knitting, saying sourly:

"With Chen Yanshi in charge, how can everyone not give it their all?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yanshi immediately became displeased.

"Something about what you're saying sounds really off to me."

"Something's never been right about you!"

Wang Fuzhen glared and said, "Do you own shares in Dafeng Factory, or do Cai Chenggong and Zheng Xipo give you a cut?"

"Upon hearing that they had no orders and were struggling to pay salaries, you, a retired chief prosecutor, actually volunteered to become a salesman!"

"Those who know you understand that you are thinking about the livelihoods of the workers, so that everyone can have food to eat and avoid being laid off."

"But what about those who don't know the truth? What do you think they'll think? They'll almost certainly believe you accepted bribes from Dafeng Factory!"

Chen Yanshi let out a heavy, cold snort.

"Let them talk if they want!"

"I, Chen Yanshi, am upright and honest, and I have nothing to fear!"

"Back then, I was in charge of the restructuring of Dafeng Factory. They encountered difficulties, and if I didn't help, who would?"

Wang Fuzhen pouted and said, "Your help really did have an immediate effect!"

"Then I'd like to ask, if these orders are completed and their business hasn't improved, what are you planning to do? Are you going to swallow your pride and beg again?"

Chen Yanshi casually said, "Impossible. Cai Chenggong secretly told me that Hou Liangping told him that if we hold on for a few more months, our Dragon Country will join the WTO and foreign trade will improve!"

Wang Fuzhen turned her head and glanced sideways.

"So just this once?"

"Of course, just this once! Once the economy improves, they won't need my help anymore."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the phone rang again.

Chen Yanshi quickly turned around to answer the call.

Seeing him so busy, looking like a switchboard operator, Wang Fuzhen couldn't help but sigh and shake her head.

"I know, I understand that you are helping Dafeng Factory through its difficulties."

"Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd become one of their salespeople!"

I just finished expressing my feelings.

There was a knock at the door.

Wang Fuzhen quickly got up, put on her coat, and went to open the door.

Upon seeing that it was Cai Chenggong, her face immediately darkened.

"Didn't you just come this morning? I told you not to bring gifts, why are you here again?"

Cai Chenggong wore a fawning smile.

"Aunt Wang, please don't be angry. I didn't bring a gift."

"I was taking Lao Zheng home when I discovered there was a Chinese juniper in his house..."

As he spoke, Cai Chenggong stepped aside.

Wang Fuzhen then saw the juniper bonsai behind him.

"Zheng Xipo has no idea how to care for these potted plants."

"Look at this perfectly good juniper, what a monstrous thing he's turned it into."

“It pained me to see it like that, so I quickly brought it here to ask Old Chen for help in saving it.”

“I don’t trust anyone else, but I have complete faith in Old Chen’s skills in tending bonsai…”

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yanshi came out wearing a coat.

He was immediately heartbroken to see the poorly cared-for bonsai juniper.

"Oh dear, Old Zheng, if he doesn't know how to tidy things up, don't buy it!"

"A perfectly good juniper tree has been neglected and its color has turned pale green; it's grown crooked and twisted."

Cai Chenggong bent down and squatted down, immediately adopting a disappointed expression as he complained:

"Old Zheng only knows how to operate a sewing machine; he has no idea how to care for potted plants!"

"Old Chen, whether this cypress tree can be saved depends entirely on you!"

"Let me know once you've saved it, and I'll come back and move it. Then we can put it in the reception room of our Dafeng Factory. It'll be more comfortable for guests to come and discuss business!"

Chen Yanshi nodded in deep agreement.

"That's a good idea. Place more potted plants in meeting rooms, conference rooms, offices, and the like. It will not only help purify the air, but also soothe the mind and body."

"Alright, alright, you go ahead and do your work. I'm getting calls all the time, I'm really busy. Once I've compiled the statistics, I'll give you the list."

Cai Chenggong quickly clasped his hands together, deeply grateful.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, thank you so much!"

"You are our savior at Dafeng Factory!"

Chen Yanshi picked up the potted plant.

"Alright, enough nonsense, get back to what you're doing!"

"Okay, okay! Take it easy!"

After Wang Fuzhen closed the door, Cai Chenggong turned and left, a cold smile immediately appearing on his lips.

"Who said Old Chen doesn't accept gifts?"

"That's because they don't know how to cater to people's preferences!"

"When I arrived this morning, I saw his small courtyard with so many flowers and plants, and I knew what he liked."

"An old man who can sell his house and donate it, and use his retirement money to live in a nursing home, must be very self-righteous."

“He would definitely look down on vulgar things like cigarettes, alcohol, and money, but he would appreciate unusual potted plants!”

Thinking of this, Cai Chenggong hurriedly took out his phone.

As soon as I got into the car, I called Zheng Xipo to let him know.

That juniper was a 'damaged' plant that Cai Chenggong carefully selected from the flower market, which the owner hadn't taken good care of. It was actually Zheng Xipo's own plant at home.

"Hey, Lao Zheng, I need to talk to you about something..."

After starting the engine and shifting gears, Cai Chenggong drove his Santana away from the nursing home while making a phone call.

Just as the Santana drove out of the gate, a Buick minivan turned in.

The van slowly arrived at the courtyard entrance where Mr. and Mrs. Chen Yanshi were staying.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Ruilong looked at the 'incredibly familiar' courtyard.

"In the original drama, Director Qi was helping to hoe the ground and sweat profusely in this courtyard."

"Honestly, he only came to curry favor after he found out about the relationship between Chen Yanshi and Sha Ruijin. Where was he before?"

With a sigh, Zhao Ruilong peeked out and saw Ni Zhiping unbuckled her seatbelt and preparing to get out of the car.

"Sister Ping, remember this: don't say that Dafeng Factory stole your school uniform order!"

"Just ask Old Chen for help and tell him that your factory has no orders and is about to go out of business!"

"Since Mr. Chen is so selfless and helpful, we'll help you out. Otherwise, what will happen to your more than 300 employees? Will they be laid off?"

Ni Zhiping, who had long been unable to contain her anger, immediately nodded emphatically.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I know what to say."

Close the door and get out of the car.

Ni Zhiping took a deep breath.

As I walked, I relived all the sad things that had happened in recent years.

My husband is useless, and my son is rebellious...

Especially considering that his company had signed spring school uniform orders with several schools.

As a result, once Chen Yanshi showed up, the cooked duck flew away.

They dared not speak out against their anger.

Because Chen Yanshi was a well-known former chief prosecutor and a war hero who had carried explosives.

Even Zhong Zhengguo, the former top official of Handong who had just been transferred, frequently visited Chen Yanshi.

How could I, a small clothing factory owner, possibly afford to offend anyone?

If Zhao Ruilong hadn't found her, she wouldn't have dared to come here.

Feeling increasingly frustrated, she was on the verge of tears before even knocking on the door.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, and a moment later...

Chen Yanshi, busy pruning potted plants, came to open the door wearing his reading glasses.

"Who is it?"

The door opens.

After confirming his appearance, it was confirmed that he was Chen Yanshi.

Ni Zhiping immediately knelt down with a thud.

"Old Chen! Help, Old Chen!"

"Our factory has no orders, we can't pay wages, we can't make ends meet, Mr. Chen!"

"It's the Lunar New Year, and you have over three hundred employees, with elderly parents and young children to support. How are you going to get through this holiday, Mr. Chen?"

Ni Zhiping burst into tears.

Then she cried and shouted.

Chen Yanshi still hadn't figured out what was going on.

Wang Fuzhen, who rushed out of the living room, was also puzzled.

However, many elderly people in nursing homes have nothing to do all day.

Hearing this heartbreaking cry...

Even those leaning on crutches rushed over in a flurry...