Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work Chapter 422: Change of Perspective

Looking at Ji Huaijun, who was pushed to a seat with a beaming smile amidst complints from colleagues and praise from Wang Chengdong, Ji Yongdiao felt sowhat conflicted. There was definitely a subtle joy because, for the first ti, his father was happy because of him; but honestly, this wasn’t his work, it was thanks to Xu Ancheng sitting across from him.

Once Xu Ancheng and his group sat down again, the six people around them looked at him differently. They had been excited by what Xu Ancheng said earlier, but after calming down, they realized the difficulty involved. Having witnessed Xu Ancheng’s connections just now, they were convinced; that’s why they gazed at Xu Ancheng with all their heart like a little brother admiring a big brother.

"You’re from Jing City?" Ji Yongdiao was concerned about this first.

"Yeah." Xu Ancheng nodded.

"Then how do you plan to set up a factory here?"

"I plan not only to set up here but to open in other places too, developing industries suitable for local conditions, which can also bring benefits to local economic developnt." Xu Ancheng explained, without exaggeration. This was his idea, and he had already begun, occupying advantageous geographical locations nationwide, allowing Zhao Guang and others to start taking action.

"Why did you single out?" Ji Yongdiao muttered. He hadn’t thought Xu Ancheng was particularly remarkable before, but now he had changed his mind; the man truly was outstanding.

"And also, you’re a teacher at Jing University. With such a good job, why are you opening a factory?"

"That’s not where my ambitions lie." Xu Ancheng said, "As for why I chose you, what I said before was true. The scene I saw when we t the other day left a great impression on , and I also think highly of your several brothers. They can work so well together, and you are the center, possessing a brilliance others don’t have. You might not realize it, but those who observe clearly can see it."

"No wonder you’re a teacher; you speak so formally and eloquently." Ji Yongdiao said, "I’m grateful you find us impressive, and I won’t let your trust down in the future. Just tell us what to do, and we’ll put our whole hearts into it."

Xu Kaisheng and the others echoed after hearing Ji Yongdiao’s words.

"In truth, the most important thing in doing anything is mutual trust and unity." Xu Ancheng slightly sterned his expression, starting to reprimand, "If anyone betrays us, I assure you that my thods aren’t sothing you want to experience."

Xu Kaisheng and the others shivered uncontrollably but didn’t forget to show their determination, "Ancheng, you can rest assured. We swore together when we first united, to advance and retreat collectively. If anyone betrays us, you won’t need to take action; we’ll deal with them ourselves first."

The subsequent conversation was cheerful for everyone, and once matters were settled, they packed up the remaining baozi. Xu Ancheng led Ji Yongdiao and his group to greet Wang Chengdong’s table before exiting the state-run restaurant.

Upon returning ho, Ji Yongdiao handed over his share of two baozi to Nie Wanjing, "Mom, divide these among the little nephews and nieces."

Nie Wanjing smiled and complied but still asked concernedly, "Do you have enough money with you? Take these; it’s good to have sothing on hand for ergencies when out."

Nie Wanjing stuffed a banknote into Ji Yongdiao’s pocket.

"Mom, no need, I’m grown up now, I..."

"What are you two up to?" Ji Huaijun, having drunk a bit today, bead.

"Nothing much." Nie Wanjing didn’t want Ji Huaijun to start critiquing Ji Yongdiao.

"Little Dao, how did you get to know that ’Mrs. An’? I wrongly blad you before; you have your own reasons for making friends." Ji Huaijun went over to pat Ji Yongdiao’s shoulder, his smile warm.

"If you need help from Dad in the future, feel free to ask. Dad won’t refuse if he can help."

Ji Yongdiao felt both joyous and sowhat restless inside, holding his head high as he said, "We’re planning to set up a factory in the future, and then open a store. Will you agree when the conditions are open?"

Ji Huaijun was taken aback and his expression grew a bit solemn, "Is that what ’Mrs. An’ said? Then perhaps there really will be a policy change."

Ji Huaijun patted Ji Yongdiao on the shoulder, "Little Dao, follow him in the future. Dad has no worries, work well with him, and Dad won’t have to worry about your future anymore."

Ji Huaijun took today’s bonus, envelope and all, and handed it to Ji Yongdiao, "Take it, work hard."

Ji Huaijun humd a tune as he went upstairs. Nie Wanjing watched with so astonishnt, and after realizing what had happened, a deep smile appeared on her face, "Have you two reconciled? What happened, oh, it’s good, today I’ll make red-braised pork to celebrate."

Yi Roujing didn’t pay much attention to what was happening with Xu Ancheng. She took Baozi and gathered with Zhang Yaen at Dongji City’s Grand Hall; today they were going to see a play, which was arranged last night.

The age distribution in the Grand Hall was very distinct, with elderly people and young children, as well as so students like Yi Roujing during the sumr vacation.

The stage play of this era had significant historical characteristics. Today’s performance was "Red Detachnt of Won," and those seated were watching intensely. Yi Roujing, however, felt sowhat drowsy, as she wasn’t very interested in such plays. Compared to modern tis, the stage wasn’t particularly exquisite, and the character costus were relatively simple.

On the other hand, Baozi was engrossed; among the kids of similar age, Baozi was the quietest. The other children ran around, ate candy, and made noise, with many being disciplined by their parents, so those sitting behind could barely hear the stage, overwheld by the noise.

"Yaen." The voice nearby made Yi Roujing instinctively turn her head. She was sitting on the aisle, with Zhang Yaen next to her. Looking back, there were three people of the sa age standing beside her, one male and two females. The female was the one Yi Roujing had seen before, Wang Manling, who was being stopped for debt collection; the other male and female were unfamiliar to her.

The one calling Zhang Yaen was the man among them, about 175cm tall, relatively high for this ti period especially in the Northeast. He looked decent, though his face was a bit long.

The other girl standing next to the man had slightly arrogant eyes, with a slight tilt of her head. Even when looking down, she used her nostrils, braids tied into two, wearing an army green dress, a wristwatch, and leather sandals. Her attire alone suggested a good family background.

Wang Manling was also wearing a dress today, a floral one. There were no eye-catching accessories on her, but she had expressive eyes that seed to speak. Looking at appearances alone, Wang Manling had an advantage.

"Class monitor." Zhang Yaen looked at the man with a faint smile and replied, "You’re also here to see the play?"

"What do you an see a play, this is a stage play." The girl in the army green dress rolled her eyes.

"Wei, don’t be like that." The class monitor disapprovedly glanced at Liu Xiaowei.