Wang Baoshan had been dead for over two years, and Li Xianghong had been lonely for that long too. A woman with such a ripe age after being alone for over two years, once she erupted, one could imagine how intense it would be, and today she even drank a few extra cups of joy.

The heat and urgency, Wang Xiaoqiang could now comprehend very clearly, but Li Xianghong was too bold—Gui Fang had just left and she pounced on him.

Wang Xiaoqiang wanted to break free, yet he did not dare to move because any loud noise could possibly lure Gui Fang back.

Li Xianghong was completely bewildered...

But Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't afford to be perplexed because Gui Fang and her daughter lived right next door, only a wall apart. A little noise would alert them and he couldn't jeopardize the reputation of both for a moment of pleasure.

Even though society had become more open and attitudes towards men and women were more liberated, morals and ethics still mattered. After all, he was now a director and he had to consider everything thoroughly. Also, Li Xianghong was his employee, if this came out, how could he retain his dignity as a director?

"Hey, hey, no way, let go," Wang Xiaoqiang whispered in Li Xianghong's ear as a reminder. But it was as if she didn't hear him at all, and she clung even tighter.

"Dong ba la ya dong ba dong ba la dong ba dong ba la dong ba dong ba la

dong ba dong ba la…"

Just then, Wang Xiaoqiang's cellphone rang; the ringtone was extremely loud, startling them both. Li Xianghong shivered and came to her senses, releasing Wang Xiaoqiang voluntarily.

Wang Xiaoqiang took out his cellphone, saw it was Qingxue calling, and in a mix of surprise, he quickly walked outside to answer.

Li Xianghong's flushed face gradually lost its color, she tidied her disheveled hair, gazing with moist eyes at Wang Xiaoqiang as he walked away, a flash of regret passing through her eyes. Then she silently walked back to her own room, realizing after sobering up that being in Wang Xiaoqiang's room wasn't appropriate or rational.

"Little Qiang, where did you spend the New Year's Day?" Qingxue's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding unawkward and very cheerful.

"Had lunch at home, and spent the evening dining with the workers at the Chicken Farm," Wang Xiaoqiang answered truthfully, then asked, "What about you?"

"Me, I spent the afternoon with my parents, and attended a friend's birthday party in the evening, just left..."

"Heh... your life's really more vibrant, isn't it!"

Wang Xiaoqiang sighed and suddenly remembered Qingxue's illness. It had been almost a month since her treatment and her menstrual cycle should have come by now, and the effects of that treatment ought to show during this period. However, since Qingxue didn't mention it, Wang Xiaoqiang tactfully didn't ask. Seeing Qingxue calling so cheerfully, he guessed the treatment must have been effective.

"Stop it, I just casually mentioned you and all my classmates are now envious of you!"

"Envious of me... envious of what?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked, puzzled.

"I told them how you leased a large piece of land back home, became a small landlord, built a chicken farm up in the mountains, and that you're earning quite well... They all started envying you, saying that's the life of a protagonist in those online farming novels... Most of my classmates work in offices, and they like reading web novels on their computers..."

"Um, hehe, if you talk about leisure, indeed it's a bit more laid back than office workers, at the very least there's no time card to punch, I wake up naturally from sleep..." Wang Xiaoqiang said proudly, laughing.

"I was counting money until my hands cramped!" Xu Qingxue added.

"It's not as exaggerated as you make it sound," Wang Xiaoqiang replied modestly.

"Oh, come on, I know the prices you charge Dihao and Junle Hotels for your eggs. Just now at the reunion, Xia Mi was still doing your accounts, saying you make almost as much in a day as she does in a month."

"Well, that's true," Wang Xiaoqiang admitted unabashedly, "but I'm still not satisfied with my current income..."

"You're not big, but your ambitions sure are!" Half praising and half chiding, Xu Qingxue suddenly said seriously, "By the way, Little Qiang, the reason I called you today was to tell you something important..."

"What's up, just tell me."

So Xu Qingxue told Wang Xiaoqiang about this important matter. It turned out that at the reunion, Xia Mi mentioned the New Year's Day food festival held today at the Garden Hotel plaza. She said that the three dishes Wang Dakui exhibited all won major awards, and the most popular one, "Boiled Scenic Pheasant Eggs," used pheasant eggs from Wang Xiaoqiang's farm.

This dish has now caused a sensation in the Provincial Capital. In this dish, Wang Dakui used his exquisite carving skills to turn the eggshell into a beautiful landscape pattern of openwork carving, and also turned the inside of the egg into a delicious dish, making it an altogether visually and olfactorily appealing dish.

Representing Dihao Hotel, Wang Dakui shone at the food festival, which resulted in the envy of his peers. After tasting the "Boiled Scenic Pheasant Eggs," several chefs in the industry unanimously believed that the dish's deliciousness was due to the high quality of the ingredients, specifically the eggs provided by Wang Xiaoqiang.

Consequently, they inquired about the egg supplier for Dihao Hotel, and soon learned it was a small business owner surnamed Wang.

"Oh... So that's what happened." After listening to Xu Qingxue's explanation, Wang Xiaoqiang wasn't surprised; he knew his eggs were of world-class quality and incomparable to any other eggs, and he casually responded, "Looks like I need to expand my business soon..."

"Absolutely, you need to not only expand but also raise your prices!" Xu Qingxue reminded him and then excitedly continued, "That's not all, Little Qiang, do you know? The landscape pattern carved on your eggshells is just so beautiful. It was stunning right at the scene; the Guardian radio station has already reported on it tonight, and it's going viral online.

Viewers who saw the festival video are leaving comments, everyone noticed something magical: under the lights, the jade-like eggshells have a flowing luminance..."

"Oh," Wang Xiaoqiang was taken aback, he hadn't expected that.

"Guess what..." Xu Qingxue teased.

"What?"

"A renowned sculptor from the Provincial Capital surnamed Zhu, after the event, approached Wang Dakui wanting to buy his eggs at a high price... Wang Dakui, being honest and somewhat old-fashioned, didn't agree to that Zhu's offer. Now, this Mr. Zhu has contacted Xia Mi, trying to get her help in reaching you..."

"Oh..." Wang Xiaoqiang was even more astonished, this was an unexpected windfall. These Wild Mountain Eggs not only had high culinary value, but their shells could be turned into artworks.

Xu Qingxue took a breath and playfully said, "...So, Director Wang, please come to the Provincial Capital tomorrow to discuss possible cooperation with Mr. Zhu, the sculptor..."

"Really? Are you serious?" Wang Xiaoqiang was a bit incredulous.

"Oh, come on! Would I tell a lie in the middle of the night?" Xu Qingxue chided, "Drive to the intersection near my house tomorrow to pick me up, and I'll take you to meet the sculptor."

"Okay, sure, Xu... Xu... Little Xue," Wang Xiaoqiang stammered for a while and finally used the nickname, "Thank you, and sorry to trouble you again."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone. Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt uneasy, not knowing how Xu Qingxue would react to the nickname Little Xue, and whether she would be upset. Anxiously, Wang Xiaoqiang nearly held his breath, and it took a while before Xu Qingxue finally spoke, "I'm happy to be troubled!"

Without waiting for Wang Xiaoqiang to respond, she had already hung up. Wang Xiaoqiang stood in the mountain wind, holding his phone, dazed, as her words echoed in his ears—"I'm happy to be troubled!"

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