Film and TV: My Girlfriend is Xia Linxi

"Okay, okay, okay!" Driver Lu smiled from ear to ear and nodded in agreement.

Just drove away.

As Wang Yang entered the door, what caught his eye were three large vegetable plots and a watermelon plot.

The lush green vines covered the bamboo trellises, with cucumbers of varying sizes hanging down.

There are also bright red tomatoes, purple-black eggplants, and small cabbages...

It looks good, but I don’t know how it tastes.

“The vegetables we grow here are all grown with pure natural fertilizer, which is chicken manure.

Use the rotten vegetable leaves to feed the chickens." Seeing Wang Yang and others stopped to admire the vegetable field, the chicken farm employee quickly introduced it.

"Really?" Wang Yang was very happy to see Fang Yuan was able to implement his plan. "Then what about your Director Fang?"

"Going to the mountains to collect eggs!"

“???” Everyone was shocked.

Picking up eggs is such fun, but they have never tried it before.

Be sure to try it if you get a chance!

I followed the chicken farm staff to a three-story building with more than a dozen rooms.

Wang Yang chose a room on the second floor next to Xia Linxi, put down his luggage, and began to tidy up the room.

After everyone had cleaned up the room, Fang Yuan and two employees came back carrying two baskets of eggs each.

"Uncle Fang (father/uncle-in-law)."

"Hey, you're here! I'll make you some delicious egg custard later!"

"Dad, how many chickens are there in this chicken farm? Why are there so many eggs?" Fang Yifan wanted to pick up one to take a look, but when he saw that there was chicken droppings stuck on the shells of several eggs, he immediately retracted his hand.

"Hey, don't mind that they're dirty. These eggs are very healthy. They're fed with wheat bran and rotten leaves. Rich people all rush to buy them from me." Fang Yuan, who was wearing a big straw hat, was a little disrespectful of his son.

Too squeamish.

"Really? Uncle Fang, how much does an egg cost here?" Sima Rong asked from the side.

"You are?"

"Uncle Fang, let me introduce myself. My name is Sima Rong, and I'm Fang Yifan's friend."

friend?

Could it be his girlfriend? Fang Yuan's eyes turned cunningly, but he didn't say it out loud.

My son has graduated from high school, so what's wrong with him finding a girlfriend?

That’s right, he strongly agrees!

"Wait a minute, I'll go wash up and ask someone to cook for you right away!" Fang Yuan handed the basket in his hand to an employee of 390, and went to wash his hands and change his clothes.

The smell on his body is a bit strong, and this group of people may not be able to stand it.

"Fang Yifan, your father is so majestic. He even walks with the wind!" Ji Yangyang, who was sitting under the pavilion, joked as he watched Fang Yuan leaving.

"Is he as impressive as your father?

I heard your father got a promotion?"

"Let's not talk about this adult matter." Ji Yangyang quickly spread his hands and rejected the topic.

He doesn't ask too much about his father's affairs, nor does he allow others to discuss them.

"Hehe." Fang Yifan smiled proudly.

"Everyone, eat some watermelons, they're super sweet!" Fang Yuan soon changed into casual clothes and walked over. Two employees followed him, carrying three large watermelons and cutting them on a clean table in front of them.

"Xiaoxi, Taozi, Senxiang, Yingzi, Xiaoman...eat the watermelon!" Wang Yang picked up pieces of watermelon and handed them over.

"It's really sweet!" Xia Linxi took a bite, her eyes lit up, and she picked up another piece to eat.

After eating 4 pieces, he wanted to take more, but was stopped by Wang Yang.

Xia Linxi was a little confused and looked at him angrily.

"Eating so much ice, are you expecting your stomach to feel uncomfortable?

If you have a stomachache, don't look for me!"

Xia Linxi was instantly embarrassed, realizing that she had wronged him again.

Gu Senxiang rolled her beautiful eyes at Wang Yang and stopped eating.

If Xia Linxi wasn't here, this guy would definitely be thinking about himself.

Ji Yangyang, Chen Yichuang, Qiao Yingzi, Huang Zhitao, Gu Xiaoman and other single people felt a little bitter. Damn, they had to eat a mouthful of dog food again.

God please take these two people away!

Chapter 200: You Win [Thanks for Subscribing]

"Okay, everyone come and have dinner!" Seeing the cook bringing the food into the house, Fang Yuan shouted to the group of children who were chatting.

"Yeah." Everyone washed their hands and ran into the house.

There were three tables, each with the same dishes.

Chicken stewed with mushrooms, egg custard, hot and sour potato shreds, braised carp, eggplant casserole and stir-fried bok choy.

It looks appetizing.

Seeing Wang Yang sitting at a table with several employees, Xia Linxi also went over.

After all, she is the boss lady!

"Boss Wang, we'd like to offer a toast to you and Director Fang. Thank you for giving us a stable job!"

Three men in their thirties or forties raised their ice-cold beers and bowed to toast Wang Yang and Fang Yuan.

They are from this village. If Wang Yang and Qiao Weidong had not invested in building a chicken farm here, they might still be doing odd jobs.

"No problem, no problem!" Wang Yang raised his glass, clinked it with theirs, and drank it all in one gulp.

Xia Linxi did not stop Wang Yang. She picked up a few pieces of chicken and put them in his bowl and started eating them herself.

Hey, it seems that this chicken tastes better than the ones sold in the market. The meat is tender and fat but not greasy.

She couldn't help but eat a few more pieces.

"Sorry, I'm late, but luckily I didn't miss dinner time!" Suddenly, a woman in a white dress walked in with a black cloth bag in her hand.

"Yangyang, let me introduce her to you. She is the accountant of our chicken farm, Liu Min." Fang Yuan stood up and said.

"Hello, Accountant Liu, I'm Wang Yang, nice to meet you!

Please take a seat!" Wang Yang stood up and pulled a stool for her.

Fortunately, she is not pretty, otherwise he would think that Fang Yuan is abusing his power for personal gain and keeping a mistress outside.

"Oh, it's Mr. Wang.

Seeing you today, you're indeed a young and promising man!" Liu Min put the cloth bag on the sofa beside her, smiled and stretched out her hand to shake hands with Wang Yang.

"No way! The farm still relies on you!" Wang Yang smiled back, took out the red envelope from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

"Thank you, boss. I wish you great fortune!" Looking at the slightly bulging red envelope, Liu Min grinned and sat down to eat.

This young boss really knows how to behave.

The three male employees and the cook also had it.

Just not as much as her.

The students at the other two tables looked at Wang Yang with complicated expressions.

Oh my god, he’s pretending again.

After lunch, everyone either went back to their rooms to take a nap or sat in the hall playing games or cards.

Wang Yang was sitting in Fang Yuan's office, listening to Liu Min's report on the farm's operations.

"The entire chicken farm covers an area of ​​11 mu. Construction began in November last year and was completed and put into use at the beginning of this year.

After the Lunar New Year, we bought 18000 chicks, and 1032 of them died of illness..."

"Then how much money do we have left on our books?" Wang Yang crossed his legs and asked the most crucial question.

Xia Linxi stood behind him and massaged his shoulders.

"After deducting all expenses, there is still 5324712.59 yuan!

"Oh, by the way, I sold 1320 chickens and 1000 eggs a few days ago, but the money won't be transferred to me for a few days." Liu Min said seriously.

She calculated every expense of the farm clearly.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Wang Yang couldn't help but smile.

This accountant is very responsible in his work.

"It's not hard. Since the field pays me so much, I should work hard!"

Fang Yuan offered her a monthly salary of 12,000 yuan. How could she not work hard for the farm?

Besides, there are bonuses and dividends at the end of the year.

Seeing that Wang Yang didn't say anything, she retreated silently.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, can you give me a salary too?" Xia Linxi joked with a smile after seeing Liu Min leave.

My husband's vision is quite good. This breeding farm, which required a large initial investment, actually started to make a profit.

“1天1毛，一年365天来算，我给你发36块5怎么样?”

"Are you the funny guy hired by Monkey King?

What can I do with 36.5 yuan?

The money for two cups of milk tea is gone!" Xia Linxi said with a bit of a sly look, pulling his beard.

"Then how much do you think?" Wang Yang felt a little pain and quickly slapped her little hand away.

"Emmm, an annual salary of 1314520 will be enough!" Xia Linxi thought for a moment and looked at him straight in the eyes.

"Although it's terrible, it's not unacceptable. I promise you!" Wang Yang took her hand and held her quietly in his arms.

……

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yang, Fang Yifan and a few others were sitting by a small pond in the farm, fishing.

The fish raised in this pond are for Fang Yuan to eat.

Not for sale to the public.

Touch~

A ripple appeared on the green water.

A fish is biting.

"Boss, I caught something again, give me a red envelope!"

Fang Yifan laughed.

There was a grass carp weighing more than one kilogram in his bucket.

Although his results are not as good as his, his fishing skills are slightly better than his.

"Fang Yifan, don't be so proud. It's just 20 yuan. I'll give it to you!" Xia Linxi, who was standing behind Wang Yang, pouted slightly.

He is really a villain who has achieved success.

I directly transferred 20 yuan to him via WeChat.

"Thank you, Mrs. Xia. Rongrong, I'll grill fish for you tonight!" Fang Yifan reeled in the line, and it turned out to be a grouper.

"Yeah." Sima Rong smiled and nodded.

"Bad boy, don't be discouraged, let's go fishing in another place, I believe you can do it!"

"Okay!" Wang Yang moved a little further away from Fang Yifan.

"Gouzi, try my bait, I guarantee the fish will take the bait!" Qiao Yingzi, with mud on his face, ran over with his fists clenched.