Chapter 34: Picking Citrus

Xiang's Group Conference Room

"The bidding meeting will start in five days. The most competitive company with us is Huo's New Industry. According to the survey, they had already started arranging the information a month ago, and we are a week behind them. Now there are some news reports,

Huo seems to be determined to win these two pieces of land." The secretary said while holding a report sheet.

Everyone else looked at Xiang Kaifeng, who was sitting in his seat.

He held a pen in his hand, looked serious, and was thinking.

"These two pieces of land have always been managed by Huo Tingyan himself, but now he actually goes on vacation with his wife. What does this prove?" Xiang Zhizhi leaned back in his chair and asked as if he had been there.

"Is he so determined to win?" someone asked.

Xiang Zhishi pondered, and glanced at his nephew Xiang Kaifeng. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, Xiang Zhishi continued, "Although Huo Tingyan is young, his skills are sophisticated, and he is no worse than him. Moreover.

His temperament does not allow what he likes to be taken away. This time he can be so relaxed and go on vacation regardless of the case here, which proves that he is absolutely sure to win this battle."

Xiang Kai changed his sitting position, but did not raise his head.

Xiang Zhishi glanced at him and then winked at the person opposite.

Then the man followed Xiang Zhishi's words and said, "General Assistant Song Huashan is the wife of the other party Huo Tingyan. This is something that we, the senior officials, know. And she is also the person in charge of this bidding case, so it has to be

It makes people suspicious.”

"You mean you suspect me of betraying the Xiang family?" Xiang Kaifeng asked without changing his expression.

"This..." The man didn't expect that Xiang Kaifeng would ask so promptly, and he didn't have time to continue.

"Since you all know that she is Huo Tingyan's wife, you don't have any objections from the beginning of the business trip to investigate?" His tone became more and more serious.

The man who just spoke took a careful look at Xiang Zhishi, and saw that Xiang Zhishi had a gentle face and no other abnormal expression.

"If there is nothing else to do in today's parliament, the meeting can be adjourned." Xiang Kaifeng stood up first, picked up the materials on the table and left the conference room.

After he walked out, the conference room was like a pot exploding, with discussions like sea water.

Xiang Zhishi still showed the appearance of an elder, with a kind face, smiling at everyone's indignant shouting.

Autumn is a good season. Not only can you wear beautiful autumn clothes, but you can also get a good harvest. But sometimes, this good harvest can be particularly eye-catching to some people.

Song Huashan covered her eyes with her hands and raised her head to look at the pieces. As far as the eye could see, they were all golden, and she seemed very happy.

It’s also a good idea to go out and have fun, get close to nature and prove that you are also a land-bound person.

The sun came out at the right time in the morning, and the light on her body made her feel sleepy. Song Huashan still covered her eyes with her hands. She closed her eyes and felt the fresh air in the countryside.

Huo Tingyan stood not far from her and looked at her quietly. The faint quiet aura exuding from Song Huashan made people feel warm in their hearts just by looking at her. She was used to being indifferent on weekdays, but occasionally she could feel her

On the other hand, he actually felt a little inexplicable.

This kind of her gave him an impulse to hold her in his arms and take care of her carefully. But in the end he made no move.

"Ting Yan, ask your wife to go up the mountain with the farmers to pick tangerines." The voice of my aunt said.

The two of them turned around at the same time and looked at their aunts, who were standing opposite. Behind them were two middle-aged women, one holding an umbrella and the other holding water. The aunts looked like landlords.

Huo Tingyan walked to Song Huashan and took her hand as if casually. Song Huashan was a little surprised. She didn't expect him to make such a move. He raised her hand and said to his aunt, "Aunt, these hands can work."

?"

Song Huashan's slender green hands were suddenly exposed in front of everyone, and she bent unnaturally.

Several women resting next to them also looked at Song Huashan's hands.

The nails were full and round, and there was still a little shine on the tips of the white and tender nails. Several women couldn't help but look at their hands. They were dark yellow and dull, and the palms were still full of calluses. These were the hands that really worked.

"What?" Song Huashan felt a little uncomfortable. She pulled her hand back, but was pulled tightly by Huo Tingyan.

Huo Tingyan continued, "Auntie, if her hand is injured, I will be very sad." Not only did he say it pitifully, but he also touched it with his other hand. It looked so rash.

Woolen cloth!

Song Huashan felt like a layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on her body. When did he become so gentle?

"Do you really want to go to work? We are here for sightseeing." He looked in the direction of his great-aunt and whispered to her.

Song Huashan looked at him sideways. It turned out that she didn't care about herself, but that there was someone who was lazier than herself and was even more afraid of work. Her face was too much to look at, let alone her hands.

Auntie squinted and observed Song Huashan's hands. They were indeed very beautiful and well-maintained, and they complemented her face perfectly. But this...

"Then put on gloves."

Huo Tingyan was defeated in one sentence.

Looking at the heroic sight of the three old ladies turning around and leaving, there were also the sounds of those women snickering beside them.

Song Huashan and Huo Tingyan looked at each other and seemed unable to escape.

"Have you ever picked citrus?" Song Huashan's innocent little face softened at this moment, and she just did copywriting. She really couldn't do this kind of farm work.

"Does it matter if you have eaten?" Huo Tingyan's face also turned green. He hadn't seen his aunt in several years, and his temper was getting weirder and weirder.

Song Huashan rolled her eyes at him and looked at the golden mountains with a sad look on her face. What on earth were they doing here? Sightseeing turned into physical labor.

Huo Tingyan looked at her and fiddled with her hand, "It would be a pity if my hand is scratched." He said this to himself and had no intention of chatting with her.

Song Huashan looked at the women in the distance, and saw that they were all looking at the two of them with ambiguous expressions. The folk customs here are simple, and touching them openly like this would have a bad influence.

"Then...it doesn't matter, let's go." I was really embarrassed to be stared at.

Huo Tingyan was pulled behind her and turned to look at the women. When he saw this, he immediately blushed and turned his eyes away.

"You wait here, I'll find you a pair of rubber gloves."

"Huh?" Song Huashan's expression was a little flattered, but in the end she didn't say anything to thank his eight generations of ancestors, and stood there, waiting for his gloves.

She lowered her head and looked at her hands. After living for more than twenty years, she didn't know how beautiful her hands were. They were just fair enough and looked better with rings on them. Look at these bare fingers, there were no decorations at all.

Where can I get a good look?

At this time, several women who were standing aside came over carrying baskets.

"Are you a guest at the old lady's house?" One of the fat women asked a little awkwardly.

Song Huashan looked at them with a gentle look on her face. The old lady must be her aunt, "Well, yes."

"Then you must be the old lady's relative in the city. I heard from our men that the old lady's relative is a very wealthy family." Another woman with a dark face added.

Song Huashan smiled at them and did not answer.

"Girl, you are so handsome. The man who just left is your man, right?" Another fat woman asked.

"Oh..." It turns out that gossip is a woman's nature. No matter where she is, this cannot be changed.

My man? Although this word sounds rough, it is actually somewhat heart-warming. Song Huashan thought to herself, "Yes."

"You two are really talented and handsome, the girl is pretty and the guy is handsome." After saying this, several other women followed suit.

Song Huashan looked at their simple faces. They also liked handsome guys, but after all, they were direct and had no other ill intentions.

"Haha, it's okay." She really didn't know how to answer, so she had no choice but to answer with a smile.

"The way you two are dressed, you really don't look like you are capable of working. Is the old lady trying to trick you again?" They looked at Song Huashan, who was wearing a cotton skirt and high boots.

"Torturing people?" These two words were really new to hear in their mouths.

"Yes, the old lady is good at everything. But when she is in a bad mood, she will make trouble." The fat woman seemed to like to talk, and continued talking.

Song Huashan's expression has changed a bit. Is she in a bad mood? It must be because Huo Tingyan has not seen her for many years, and now she is going to be "fixed"...

"The old lady is very generous, but her temper is a bit weird. Ordinarily, you two are guests, so you shouldn't be like this..."

"Yes, and it seems like you and your man have never done farm work."

Several women came and went, and in a short time Song Huashan and Huo Tingyan were praised as being like immortals, who did not want to live in the world, let alone do such work.

Just when what they were saying was true, Huo Tingyan came over with a pair of yellow rubber gloves.

"Put it on." He handed the thing into Song Huashan's hand.

"Yeah." She lowered her head and took the thing in his hand.

The other women looked at each other, as if trying to gather their courage.

Huo Tingyan looked at them with a smile. His smile was like the rising sun, and his powerful aura was immediately apparent. Several women suddenly blushed at the sight of this young man from the city.

Song Huashan put on her gloves and looked at them with a smile. There is no doubt that Huo Tingyan is the idol of middle-aged and elderly women.

"Then...then sir, are you a married couple coming to spend your honeymoon?" The fat and fat sister-in-law thought about the words and asked carefully.

"Do we look like we were just married?" Huo Tingyan asked with a gentle look.

"picture……"

"picture……"

The two of them looked at each other, and Huo Tingyan smiled and said, "We are here to spend a secret moon." He put his arm around Song Huashan's shoulders and stood in front of others like a good couple.

"The truth deserves you."

"Sir, you are really lucky to be able to marry such a beautiful girl." Hei Hei's sister-in-law was really not soft-spoken when she praised Song Huashan.
To be continued...