Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"Her current department is her short-term plan. Weiwei said she needs to accumulate more experience before making any further plans."

"What a composed child. If you need anything, just tell your grandfather. How about we give you a branch office for your job?"

At the dinner table, many people became tense.

"No need, Grandpa, I don't understand it very well. I'll learn at the head office for two years first."

"That's true," Grandpa Jiang nodded, and said to his eldest son, "Eldest son, after the New Year, arrange some work for Xingye that he can learn."

Now that Uncle Jiang understood Ning Wei's value, he naturally had no objections.

"OK."

When Jiang Xingye was about to leave after the New Year's Eve dinner, no one stopped him. His uncle even asked the kitchen to pack him a dessert.

"These are our chef's specialty desserts. Take them back for Ningwei to try."

"Thank you, Uncle." Jiang Xingye hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it.

At home, Ning Wei immediately went to the door as soon as she heard it open: "You're back so early."

As she spoke, she carefully observed his expression. Last year, he returned on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year. He hadn't slept all night, his face was tired, his eyes were dark, and he was on the verge of emotional collapse. That was the first time she had directly faced his stress.

Today, Jiang Xingye had a calm demeanor. He was carrying a box and first hugged and kissed her for a while.

"Missing me?"

"Hmm, what did you take?" Ning leaned softly against his chest.

"The old house chef's signature desserts taste great. My uncle asked me to bring some back for you to try."

"Had a good year?"

Jiang Xingye clung to her as they walked to the sofa, opened the box, and asked, "Want a bite?"

"Won't anyone spit on me?" Ning Wei asked suddenly before putting the food in her mouth.

"Huh? No, Uncle did it on a whim; they didn't even have time to throw up."

"Oh, um, it's quite delicious."

"You like it? I'll go ask how to make it, and I'll make it for you later?"

"Isn't that a bad idea? That's someone else's skill."

"That's true. I'll try it slowly and adjust the recipe a few more times. I should be able to replicate it almost perfectly."

Ning Wei felt that having a hobby gave her something to strive for: "Try it whenever you have time, I'll let you try it."

"Okay, I'll cook some dumplings for our New Year's Eve dinner."

"Aren't you full?"

"I'm full and in a good mood today, but we still have to have New Year's Eve dinner." In Jiang Xingye's heart, the New Year's Eve dinner with Ning Wei is the only real New Year's Eve dinner.

After he moved out as an adult, the hardest time for him was during the Lunar New Year. Old Master Jiang was very pragmatic; he wouldn't allow the Jiang family to torment him to the point of needing emergency care because he felt ashamed. But he wouldn't care about those petty acts of exclusion and bullying.

Jiang Xingye would fight back, but he was alone and always ended up suffering more losses.

"They didn't bully you this year?"

"Because you pay attention to me, the old man doesn't dare to be so blatant."

"That's good." I didn't expect that I would have this function.

After the Spring Festival holiday, Jiang Xingye became noticeably busier. Unexpectedly, Ning Wei was even busier than him, and for a few days she didn't even come back to stay.

One Friday evening, Jiang Xingye was invited out by Zhou Jiaming because he had to go back to work in Yan City.

Ning Wei arrived late and went straight to Jiang Xingye, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Quick, let me recharge." She said, hugging Jiang Xingye and burying her face in his neck to suckle.

Zhou Jiaming looked on with disbelief: "Seriously, can you guys have some compassion for single people?"

Jiang Xingye affectionately adjusted her position to make her suck more comfortably: "If you know you're single, go find someone to date."

"Shut up!" Zhou Jiaming was so angry he wanted to sew his mouth shut. Did he think he could just find it whenever he wanted?

Then, somewhat unwillingly, she asked, "Does it really smell that good? Like catnip? What does it smell like?"

"It smells like crushed grass mixed with gardenias. It's very pleasant and is my spiritual nourishment."

"Is that hard to believe? I've known him for so many years, how come I've never smelled it?" Zhou Jiaming didn't believe it and leaned closer to Jiang Xingye to smell.

He stared at Ning Wei, who was still in Jiang Xingye's arms, for two seconds.

Ning Wei: "Are you trying to steal my man?"

Zhou Jiaming's buttocks bounced off as if on fire, and he shrank into a corner, vigorously patting the clothes he was wearing next to Jiang Xingye.

"Stop it, I don't like men."

Jiang Xingye: "So you're going to try and steal Weiwei from me?"

Zhou Jiaming: "..."

"Get lost!"

After he finished speaking, the three of them burst into laughter.

"Why is your vacation so long?"

"I'm the boss."

"The wicked capitalists," Ning Wei said with disdain.

Jiang Xingye echoed his wife's sentiments: "Exactly, they're not dedicated to their work."

"You guys," Zhou Jiaming retorted, "What? Envious?"

After a few words of laughter and conversation, Yu Qiao and Xu Lingling arrived with their respective men.

"It's the weekend tomorrow, how about we go to a hot spring?" Xu Lingling suggested.

"Sorry, I can't go. I have to work Sunday afternoon."

"Why are you working on Sunday?"

"Going to the countryside," Ning Wei said. They gathered on Sunday afternoon to board the bus and depart.

Jiang Xingye frowned: "Why are we going to the countryside again? Shouldn't your department be going to the countryside this frequently?"

"No, because I was loaned out."

"Why? Is someone targeting you?" Jiang Xingye asked anxiously, starting to think about how he could help her.

"Yes, my man is really smart." Ning Wei was quite happy, without any trace of the gloom from being targeted: "Last time I helped Sister Yun, her nemesis took advantage of the situation."

"Do you need our help?" It was Tan Younian who spoke. The atmosphere between him and Xu Lingling was different today; he seemed very happy.

"No need, I know what I'm doing."

"Is the place we're going to be tough?" Jiang Xingye still frowned.

"You'll see when you go."

"Um?"

Several pairs of eyes were watching her.

"That's a deeply impoverished township, mostly populated by elderly people. Go buy some rice, flour, cooking oil, and other supplies tomorrow and come with us."

"May I?"

"I've already applied to the director of the poverty alleviation office, and we'll go to the farmers' market to buy things tomorrow."

"Why not a supermarket?" Xu Lingling asked, puzzled.

"It's cheap, and the items donated to impoverished households should not be too high-end; just common, down-to-earth brands will do."

Since Jiang Xingye wants to use the law to bring down the Jiang family, she will help him gain positive points in the political arena. She doesn't need them to do anything for her; she just wants them to have a positive impression of Jiang Xingye.

"How much difference could there be?" Xu Lingling asked curiously.

"From your perspective, the price difference is negligible, but do you know that the average salary in our provincial capital is two thousand yuan? That means that many people can make a living in the provincial capital with two thousand yuan. In the mountainous areas, two thousand yuan might be enough for an elderly person to live on for a year," Ning Wei explained patiently.