Chapter 2075: Chapter 1792: Wind Speed Express Isn’t Cutting It
After Xiaoyang passed on the task, he briskly dragged Qiaoqiao to pick out so Lego sets.
Before choosing, he checked the logistics progress again — Ah! Is Wind Speed Express no good? It’s already past 8, and they’re still collecting the package!
His fingers kept refreshing the page, desperately wanting to poke through the screen to push the progress along.
But collected is collected, and at this ti Brother Xiaozhang hasn’t gone to the urban area yet.
It was only when Qiaoqiao asked which one they were going to build that he snapped back to reality.
In front of him were several boxes of Lego. President Liu always picks gifts that are expensive rather than the right ones.
She didn’t know which IPs Qiaoqiao liked, so she brought back a few of the store’s best-selling expensive sets.
Actually, many of these Legos Xiaoyang had already assembled at ho; he even had a dedicated room to store and exhibit these.
But building by himself and building with Qiaoqiao were two completely different experiences.
After picking one, the two sat directly on the floor, unwrapping one bag of pieces after another...
After properly laying out the pieces, he checked the logistics progress on his phone again.
Heh heh! It moved this ti! It reached the Yun City logistics transit warehouse!
Xiaoyang happily leaned forward, mixing the freshly unwrapped bags of pieces with a rustling sound.
"Ah..." Qiaoqiao was dumbfounded.
...
On the way to the company, Mr. Yang sat calmly in the back seat, pulling out his phone with a serious expression, similarly checking the logistics page.
A mont later, his brows relaxed, but he couldn’t help feeling a bit anxious, swiping his fingers a couple of tis.
The driver inadvertently caught this sight in the rear-view mirror and couldn’t help but sigh:
So tense? It seems this is an important business deal.
He was pondering when Mr. Yang suddenly asked, "Where is the nearest Wind Speed Express station to our ho?"
Hm?
The driver was taken aback, but he actually knew this.
Because every ti he took Mr. Yang to the suburban farm, they passed by it: "About 3 kiloters from the residential area."
"Hmm." Mr. Yang nodded seriously, contemplating — wondering if having the driver go directly to the station to retrieve the package would be efficient...
Thinking of this, he focused even more on the matters of Yunqiao Village. Once he arrived at the company, he asked his assistant, "Is Vice President Chen here?"
The assistant nodded, "Yes, he’s here."
He had just heard mbers of Vice President Chen’s project team urging the progress loudly in the work group; the boss was going to check...
Chen Xiangyi, Vice President Chen, who was 37 years old, held a high position in the group, being quite accomplished from a young age.
Yet, handling such a significant issue at a young age, it’s understandable that he faced quite a bit of stress.
Though young, his face had inexplicably beco sowhat weathered, and his hair was thinning.
However, he was quite particular; before going to the office, he adjusted his hairpiece in front of the mirror before asking:
"Did Chairman Yang ntion anything he wants to talk about?"
The assistant shook his head, "I’m not sure, but Chairman Yang seed to be in a good mood, so it’s probably not sothing bad."
Once Vice President Chen settled in the office, he saw Chairman Yang pondering for a mont:
"Recently, there might be a task — if you need to be stationed in the village for a while, would your current projects still be manageable?"
Hmm? Vice President Chen was taken aback.
Stationed, in the village... doesn’t sound too appealing.
But with the current advances in online work, it’s not too inconvenient. Moreover, their business is closely tied to the land, and he’s lived in more basic farm accommodations before — staying in a village shouldn’t be an issue.
He perked up: "Are we expanding into new business areas?"
Well...
Mr. Yang thought about it, collaborating with Yunqiao Village in planning could indeed be considered new business.
"Sort of." He replied vaguely:
"We’ll confirm the details of the project once the local authorities reach out to discuss collaboration."
Official cooperation!
Vice President Chen’s eyebrows raised with anticipation, "Then I’ll be waiting!"
Mr. Yang laid the groundwork for this, ensuring strong personal connections, refusing to delegate this matter.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before he received a call from Secretary Xiaozu.
Ah, it’s a pity he didn’t have the capabilities of Vice President Chen, otherwise, having a legitimate chance to stay in Yunqiao Village for a while, where everyone is so familiar, having als at Lao Song’s wouldn’t be an issue, would it?
It was just Vice President Chen’s fortune.
Thinking of this, after hanging up, he refreshed the logistics page again, furrowing his brows once more:
Isn’t Wind Speed Express in this small city just ineffective? It’s been at the transit station for so long, why hasn’t it moved yet?!
...
The Wind Speed Express in this small city endured unreasonable pressure, while Secretary Xiaozu pondered in Song Tan’s courtyard:
"That President Yang speaks clearly and concisely. Still, for such a large group’s collaboration with a village, I need to find precedents and see how to apply for this collaboration project, and how to arrange budgets..."
Not to ntion, it’s only courteous to book a room for such an esteed Vice President at Lun Chuan’s guesthouse, right?
Also, while she dared not expect als at Lao Song’s, the mountain cafeteria must reserve a spot!
Enviously glancing at Song Tan, being a solo decision-maker seems nice at tis, making plans as she pleases. But then again, collaborating brings a different sense of achievent!
Thinking of the multitude of matters, Secretary Xiaozu’s lon...
Well, it was still just as sweet and refreshing.
She took a few diligent bites, then tossed the rind into a basin:
"I’ll start by applying for so project funds—oh, when the people arrive, can they co to your place for a al?"
Song Tan laughed, "Sure!"
Xiaoyang had specially sought out group promotional videos to share with Secretary Xiaozu, since it’s all about agriculture, and their land planning is outstanding!
While the fruit trees at the mountain couldn’t be moved, the arrangents for vegetables might benefit from a prettier sche.
Certainly, spending money is a no-go — the area isn’t large enough to warrant it.
If the other party brought it up for the sake of so als...
That is to say, given Mr. Yang’s arrangents, even if he didn’t ntion it, it seed appropriate for them to invite once or twice, right?
Oh dear!
Thinking of this, Song Tan felt sentintal:
"I’ve beco materialistic!"
Back in the days of training, she wouldn’t have imagined needing to entice for a al now.
Lun Chuan was nearby, carefully washing flowers. With a strong gardenia scent causing him to sneeze twice, he donned a mask.
Glancing up at Song Tan, though his masked face was hidden, his eyes were relaxed and joyful:
"Being materialistic is great, my mom always says I’m not down-to-earth enough, like a mannequin..."
This way, the two complented each other, even such a small task as flower picking had a different sense of anticipation, which felt just right.
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