Chapter 316: Chapter 316: Resolving the Raw Materials

Jiang Cheng walked away with a bowl of wine and joined the table of old farmers eating and drinking. She was once again that person who could chat from the fields to the negotiation table.

After a few rounds of drinks, Jiang Cheng, not the least bit tipsy, saw off each of the older men who had overindulged.

After most people had left, Uncle Zhang came over.

Jiang Cheng instantly became the obedient junior, respectfully looking at Uncle Zhang and asking, "Did you not drink?"

"No, I didn’t. If everyone drinks too much, who’s going to take care of things?"

Jiang Cheng immediately praised him with a thumbs-up, saying, "It has to be my Uncle Zhang looking at the bigger picture, thinking things through thoroughly."

Uncle Zhang waved his hand knowingly and said, "Come on now, don’t try to flatter me too much."

"I can’t let that happen, I have to make my Uncle Zhang happy."

Jiang Cheng’s words made Uncle Zhang laugh, but he worriedly asked, "Drinking that much, are you okay?"

"Don’t worry, I can handle a thousand cups without getting drunk."

Uncle Zhang, assured that Jiang Cheng was really okay, earnestly said, "Don’t worry, about growing the seasonings, I’ll definitely take care of it for you. Even if I go, I’ll find someone honest and reliable."

"It’s not that I’m biased towards you, Uncle Zhang, it’s for the benefit of the villagers. I have my own selfish reasons."

Uncle Zhang spoke candidly. He knew Jiang Cheng chose their village, partly to give him some consideration. People shouldn’t be ungrateful.

"Uncle Zhang, I trust you!"

"And if it weren’t for you pulling some strings and taking us to so many places, we wouldn’t have resolved the raw material supply for our factory so quickly."

Uncle Zhang waved his hand, unconcerned. As an elder, how could he not help when the younger ones needed it?

After they finished talking, Jiang Cheng accompanied Uncle Zhang for a walk around the village, her original hometown.

When they passed by the Jiang family home, Old Mrs. Jiang, upon seeing Jiang Cheng, slammed the door shut with a bang, too afraid to come out.

"Seems like this Old Mrs. Jiang has been subdued by you."

"It’s not submission, just recognizing that she can’t oppose me."

Uncle Zhang, upon hearing this, realized it was exactly the truth.

The two continued walking. Upon reaching Uncle Zhang’s home, Jiang Cheng stayed for a while, took some wild produce he gave her, and returned to S City.

Upon arriving in S City, Jiang Cheng didn’t rush to go back to Beijing.

She drove herself to the night school to visit Principal Wang first.

After the car stopped at the night school entrance, Jiang Cheng carried familiar snacks and knocked on the glass of the night school gatehouse.

Inside, Uncle Wang, who was nodding off a bit, looked up, blinked again and again.

"Jiang Cheng!"

"Uncle Wang, did you miss me?"

Uncle Wang truly slapped his thigh and stood up, fussing with the door a couple of times before getting it open.

"When did you get back?"

"Just got back, and came to see you."

Jiang Cheng, carrying the snacks, entered the gatehouse and chatted with Uncle Wang for a while.

"Alright, no need to stay with an old man like me. I saw Principal Wang peeking from the window."

Jiang Cheng looked up and saw Principal Wang, closing the window, hiding behind the wall.

"Alright, I’m heading upstairs."

Uncle Wang, smiling, showed his rare grin with one missing front tooth, watching Jiang Cheng as she went up the new teaching building.

Yes, it was a new teaching building.

After she started doing business, Jiang Cheng openly donated funds to the night school, expanded the teaching building, allowing Principal Wang to enroll more students.

With the annual training classes for college entrance exams, the night school was now quite profitable.

Jiang Cheng walked to the office and knocked on the door formally.

Inside, Principal Wang tried several postures and finally, pretentiously called out: "Come in."

Jiang Cheng stifled a laugh, holding it back as she opened the door.

Principal Wang was getting on in years, a bit of flattery couldn’t hurt.

"Principal Wang, do you still remember me?"

Jiang Cheng playfully winked, and Principal Wang, who initially wore a stern face, twitched several times before finally failing to suppress a smile.

"Please have a seat."

Jiang Cheng complied, listening with a smile as Principal Wang bragged about how many students the night school had enrolled, how many had gotten into college, and how many found good jobs.

"That’s amazing! I always knew our Principal Wang was different. There were so many factories then, but I saw at first glance that you and I were on the same high level of thought, that’s why we’ve cooperated so happily over the years."

Principal Wang stared intently at Jiang Cheng, saying in a faint voice, "Why do I feel like you’re not praising me?"

Jiang Cheng put on a serious face.

"That’s impossible! Every subject in my sentences is you."

Principal Wang: Once again experienced the feeling of being speechless.

Jiang Cheng stayed at the night school for a little over an hour before leaving. After leaving, she visited each of the factory directors, including those of the textile factory, ceramic factory, shoe factory, and even the foreign trade company in S City, missing none.

If it weren’t for Elder Ma moving to his daughter’s city, she would’ve visited him too.

In the end, Jiang Cheng returned to the courtyard to check on Granny Sun and Uncle Sun and greeted other residents casually.

After completing this round, Jiang Cheng prepared to return to Beijing.

Uncle Sun and Granny Sun personally saw her off, while their biological son, Sun Aiguo, imparted his Nth lesson.

The main message was only three words: "Work hard!"

"Jiang Cheng, have a safe trip."

"Driver, please drive slowly, there’s no rush."

Uncle Sun advised. Jiang Cheng responded and finally got into the car, which slowly drove away.

People in the courtyard looked on enviously, one by one.

"She’s really made something of herself."

"Indeed, I heard several factories belong to Jiang Cheng!"

"She’s even been in the newspapers."

"It’s really impressive!"

Everyone chatted enviously while slowly heading back to the courtyard.

After most people left, Lin Chengyuan, with half his hair gray, emerged from a corner, gazed at the car that was no longer visible, for a long, long time.

A chasm ultimately stood between them.

Now, he didn’t even have the courage to appear before Jiang Cheng.

The departing Jiang Cheng was completely unaware of Lin Chengyuan behind her, and even if she did, she wouldn’t care.

After being expelled, Lin Chengyuan thought he could rely on He Dan to get into college and make a comeback, but He Dan was caught.

Later, He Dan’s parents came from the countryside, and the replacement, He Ying, changed her testimony, sparing He Dan from prison.

It’s said, after this, He Ying completely severed ties with the He family. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

The following year, for their second attempt at the college entrance exam, both He Dan, and Lin Chengyuan registered, but neither got in.

The two tried a total of three times, failing each time, and ultimately gave up.

All these things were told to Grandma Shen by Li Chunxiang’s biological mother, which Grandma Shen then told to Jiang Cheng.

In the car, Jiang Cheng, drowsy, as the vehicle slowly merged onto the main road, headed towards Beijing.

When they were still three hours away from Beijing, there was a loud bang, and the driver hastily turned the steering wheel, causing the car to swerve off the road.

"President Jiang—"

Sun Aiguo, in the passenger seat, looked at Jiang Cheng first, but the spinning of the car made it hard for him to keep his balance.

Sitting in the back, Jiang Cheng quickly grabbed the handle to stabilize herself.

After a series of bangs, the car flipped over, landing upside down on the ground.

Jiang Cheng was restrained by the seatbelt; she was just about to smuggle out a knife to cut the seatbelt when she heard uneven footsteps approaching.

She paused her movement, leaning in to listen.

"Can they still be alive?"

"Probably? We can’t let anyone die. Our job is just to keep her from showing up."