Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

"This fisherman, does he have that much influence?" Xia Yunlu raised her delicate eyebrows. "Did they build an artificial lake just for him?"

The driver was very talkative and clearly trying to win over the young lady he was looking for.

While driving, he introduced Lu Xizhou and shared some gossip: "I heard Lu Xizhou is a genius; he can master anything quickly, except fishing."

"He was a famous air force enthusiast, so he always had to share a fish basket with his bodyguard."

"That will look very rewarding."

Xia Tingwan was stunned for a moment, never expecting that her boss, who was so capable at everything, had this side to him.

The driver added, "Back then, the Zhao family was afraid he would fail to win, so they released countless fish into the lake."

"If you were passing by here back then, you could have knocked several fish unconscious with a single blow from a stick."

He chuckled: "Even this young master Zhao isn't at ease. I heard he even considered sending divers down the lake to hook the fish directly onto this air force sage's hook."

Xia Yunlu was amused and thought that this young master of the Zhao family was a very interesting person.

She asked, "What does this young master Zhao look like?"

The driver replied, "Handsome and dashing."

Xia Yunlu glanced warily at Xia Tingwan, then took out a small mirror from her bag and began to touch up her makeup.

The purpose of this trip, besides Xia Wencai's need to speak with the Zhao family, was...

It was also to allow Zhao Xuan, the son of the Zhao family, to meet his two daughters.

The Xia family, the Ning family, and the Yu family are somewhat like a three-way power struggle.

The Xia family is the strongest, while the Ning and Yu families are roughly equal in strength.

Xia Wenshan is used to always keeping something in reserve for himself.

Even though the Ning and Yu families didn't take any action, he assumed that the two families had joined forces to deal with it.

Therefore, he needs to find allies for himself.

The car stopped, and Lin Jianshen got out.

Sun Jian rolled down the car window and added, "Don't go too far these next few days, get some rest."

Lin Jianshen said, "Understood, see you later."

He returned to his apartment in the neighborhood and turned on all the lights.

I went out onto the balcony, wondering if Sun Jian had driven away yet, so I called him.

At that moment, Sun Jian was driving while talking on the phone with Sun Hao.

Sun Hao asked, "Is Xiao Lin alright?"

Sun Jian said, "Thank goodness, Dad. Let me tell you, he's turned his sister into a yandere. How could someone so twisted be an undercover agent?"

Sun Hao said, "The procedures that must be followed have their reasons for being there, and none of them can be omitted."

Just as Sun Jian was about to speak, another phone call came in: "Dad, I have to go now, Biaozi is calling."

After the call ended and was reconnected, Sun Jian asked, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uneasy?"

"Want to have a chat?"

Lin Jianshen said, "I can't find my mints. Could you check if they're in the car?"

Sun Jian cursed, "Damn it, it's just mints. Go downstairs and buy yourself a box. I'm driving right now."

"Even if I found it, wouldn't I have something to do? It's only a few dollars' worth of stuff, why would I need to deliver it back to you?"

Lin Jianshen smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go downstairs and buy it myself."

Be careful.

He deliberately left the peppermints in the car.

At this point, they were certain that Sun Jian had gone far away, and they had another reason to buy mints.

He then went downstairs and bought a box of mints.

Then I walked to a road next to the residential area.

There is a food street here, mainly consisting of mobile vendors.

Around 8 PM on a summer evening is usually a lively time.

Street vendors lined up one after another, their cooking fumes and aromas mingling together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

He walked up to a jianbing (Chinese crepe) stall.

The owner is young and his skills are so-so—his pancakes are either burnt or broken—but his business is booming.

There's no other reason; I'm just too honest.

All the ingredients used are top-notch.

A few yuan's worth of jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) can't even fit in a paper bag.

The stainless steel surfaces of the stalls were all polished to a shine, looking very clean.

After queuing for about ten minutes, it was Lin Jianshen's turn: "Just give me the Big Mac, with ham, shredded pork, pork floss, egg, and chicken strips, I want it all."

The boss looked up: "Oh, it's been a while since you've been here."

Lin Jianshen said, "I was busy with something for a while and just got back."

The boss scooped up a large spoonful of batter and spread it out, then grabbed a handful of pork floss: "Your appetite is so good just from taking a break?"

Lin Jianshen said, "You're hungry, eat more."

The boss nodded: "It'll be ready soon, in three minutes at most."

Lin Jianshen casually remarked, "Boss, your stall is a bit too clean."

He meant that it was impossible for a regular street vendor's stall to be so clean even when they were so busy.

The boss didn't understand what he meant and replied while busying himself, "I wipe it with a rag whenever I have time, of course it's clean."

Well, we're talking past each other.

Lin Jianshen recalled that in his previous life, the restaurant had implemented cost reduction and efficiency improvement measures for a period of time.

While strictly prohibiting the leakage of raw materials in the kitchen, it is also necessary to achieve energy conservation and consumption reduction.

Lights must be turned off when leaving a room, and the water valve on the stove must be turned off when not in use.

One time, the store manager was inspecting the kitchen and found that no one was in the kitchen but the lights were on. He then asked the intern who was preparing the dishes.

"Why is the light on?"

The intern looked at the store manager with the kind of compassionate eyes one might have for someone with intellectual disabilities: "Because there's electricity."

The store manager was at a loss for words.

After returning home, I became increasingly angry and couldn't sleep well all night.

I got up at 3 a.m. and posted a short message in the work group.

That's probably how I feel.

Fortunately, this guy didn't have a buzz cut or wear an executive jacket.

The jianbing guozi was quickly made, but the paper bag couldn't hold it all, so the owner simply grabbed a plastic bag hanging nearby and threw the broken jianbing guozi into it.

"Seventeen yuan and fifty cents."

Lin Jianshen took out some change: "This is leftover money from buying things at the supermarket before. I just can't seem to spend it. It should be eighteen yuan. Count it."

The shopkeeper nodded: "That's right, I'll give you five cents back."

Lin Jianshen waved his hand: "No need, I wouldn't be able to spend it even if you gave it to me."

The boss nodded: "Thank you."

Lin Jianshen left carrying the plastic bag.

The crowds on the food street gradually dispersed.

The owner packed up his stall along with the other vendors.

He also left on a tricycle.

Half an hour later, Ma Jianfeng asked, "Xiao Wang, are you sure you received eighteen yuan?"

Xiao Wang nodded: "I counted them, they're correct."

Ma Jianfeng stood up excitedly: "Great! We've finally waited for this day!"

Before crossing Jingyang Ridge, Wu Song drank eighteen bowls of wine at a roadside shop and "fell out upon leaving."

Therefore, Lin Jianshen giving 18 yuan meant that Wu Song had finished drinking and it was time to go up Jingyang Ridge.

Ma Jianfeng said, "It seems we need to get in touch again as soon as possible to discuss the details."

At the Zhao family's banquet, there was an abundance of delicacies from land and sea.

Xia Tingwan had a poor appetite and only ate a few bites to get by.

As per Xia Wenshan's request, both she and Xia Yunlu were to have a chat with Zhao Xuan.

The two chatted for a few minutes, then Xia Tingwan made an excuse to leave.

Zhao Xuan didn't try to stop her, because he felt that Xia Tingwan had very low emotional intelligence. Although she was beautiful, she would get stuck in a dead end after just a few words.

Moreover, she was very tall, and she was wearing 10-centimeter high heels, making her a head taller than Zhao Xuan.

So he doesn't like it.

On the contrary, Xia Yunlu is not only beautiful, but also easy to talk to, and her height is more suitable.

Zhao Xuan smiled broadly and found himself getting along very well with her.

Xia Mingcheng and Xia Xueyi left him with a stereotype.

Xia Mingcheng was sickly, and Xia Xueyi was also said to be in poor health, unable to even have children.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yunlu was not only young and beautiful, but also had a great complexion with rosy cheeks, indicating that she was in good health.

Unlike those two people.

After dinner, Zhao Xuan invited Xia Yunlu to dance.

The movements of this ballroom dance are very simple, and Xia Yunlu has recently received emergency training from the Xia family, so she dances quite well.

On the way back, Xia Yunlu glanced at Xia Tingwan smugly.

Since they are destined to marry into other families.

The Zhao family is not only wealthy, but their young master is also quite handsome.

He seems to have a decent character, so why not arrange a marriage between him and Zhao Xuan?

Xia Tingwan met her gaze, seemingly defeated and filled with frustration.

Xia Yunlu felt that she had finally won back a point.

Xia Tingwan had already come up with several ways to get rid of Xia Wenshan.

However, none of them can extricate themselves from the situation.

Taking advantage of her dejected appearance, she lowered her head and pondered other solutions.