Since Zheng Tongwei started helping with the work, Shen Nanchu had never felt more relaxed.
The essence of management is getting others to complete tasks efficiently.
A leader’s job is to place the ladder against the right wall and let their team climb it step by step.
Shen Nanchu was an excellent leader—she knew how to delegate and was also a skilled hunter, capable of taming any prey.
It had to be said, Shen Nanchu was remarkably foresighted. The paperwork for the village factory was unbelievably tedious and inefficient.
Zheng Tongwei had been busy for nearly a week, even secretly pulling strings with connections in the capital, before finally obtaining the stamped approval letter.
Had it been easy for him?
Looking at the approval letter and Zheng Tongwei’s noticeably exhausted face, Shen Nanchu felt deeply satisfied.
The village chief was even more thrilled.
Damn, this girl Shen Nanchu really knew how to use people!
She had gotten the permit approved in just a week. If it had been up to him, it would’ve taken at least ten days to half a month.
Zheng Tongwei stood before Shen Nanchu, looking utterly unbothered—as if saying, "I’m just this good, go ahead and praise me"—like a preening peacock.
A few words of praise wouldn’t cost her anything.
Shen Nanchu didn’t hold back.
"Your efficiency puts even the hardest-working mule to shame!"
"How do you manage to grind so hard? In ancient times, you’d have been the Minister of Works!"
"Wang Family Village can’t do without you—you’re its backbone!"
...
Wang Jianguo nodded vigorously, playing along perfectly.
"Tongwei works like an ox plowing a field—steady, strong, and never making mistakes!"
"And his mind moves faster than a tractor—he can figure out any problem!"
"If our village had a few more capable people like Zheng Tongwei, we’d have reached prosperity long ago!"
...
Zheng Tongwei was drunk on the flattery. By the time he left the Pei household, he had somehow agreed to help the village find buyers for rabbit fur—without even realizing it.
He was annoyed. Why had he answered so quickly?
How was he supposed to know anyone who bought rabbit fur?
But he couldn’t back out now, could he?
He’d finally earned some goodwill from Shen Nanchu—he couldn’t quit halfway!
After some thought, Zheng Tongwei decided to go all out.
At worst, he’d swallow his pride and ask for more favors.
He’d even prepared for the worst. If he really couldn’t find help, he’d go straight to his superiors.
After all, they were the ones who’d ordered him to infiltrate the Pei family.
Now that he’d finally gotten close to them, success was within reach.
No pain, no gain.
Zheng Tongwei hurried home.
...
Back at the Pei residence.
After Zheng Tongwei left, Wang Jianguo’s expression turned serious.
"Nanchu, can we really pull off this rabbit-raising business?"
Instead of answering, Shen Nanchu asked another question.
"Uncle, how are the rabbits I gave you doing?"
At the mention of his beloved rabbits, Wang Jianguo’s face softened into a smile.
"They’re growing really well—some especially fast. Their fur is long and pitch-black."
Shen Nanchu smiled.
Of course—they were Angora rabbits. Their fur was naturally long and dark.
She’d spent 1,000 points of "dislike value" to exchange for them!
Anything from her space was guaranteed to be top quality.
"If all the rabbits grow like those, imagine how much fur we could harvest in a month if the whole village raised them!"
Wang Jianguo’s heart raced just picturing it.
Watching him dream of the future, Shen Nanchu felt her heart bleeding.
Her dislike value was definitely not safe.
(╥﹏╥)
"So, Nanchu, if the village really raises and sells these rabbits, we’ll make a fortune, right?"
Wang Jianguo rubbed his hands together, eyes shining with hope.
Shen Nanchu: "..."
If Wang Jianguo hadn’t been unaware that she was the one who’d planted the Angora rabbits, she’d have suspected him of plotting to bankrupt her.
"A fortune might be a stretch. Rabbit fur has a growth cycle, after all."
That was the truth.
Wang Jianguo deflated.
"But it could definitely boost the village’s annual income."
Her words perked him right back up.
"At the very least, the profits from the fur could lift Wang Family Village out of poverty."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get started!"
Wang Jianguo slapped his thigh, ready to move.
Shen Nanchu couldn’t help but laugh.
"Uncle, I’d love to! But we need rabbit stock first."
She needed to replace all the rabbits with Angora ones after they’d given birth.
Slap!
Wang Jianguo smacked his forehead.
"Ah, my memory! Don’t worry, Nanchu—I’ll handle the rabbits."
"Uncle, make sure you get mother rabbits that are about to give birth."
Shen Nanchu was worried he’d bring back young rabbits.
Swapping out baby rabbits for Angora ones was too risky—they might get caught.
(She absolutely wasn’t admitting that baby Angora rabbits cost more dislike points, and she was too stingy.)
"Got it. Leave it to me."
Wang Jianguo didn’t ask questions. He trusted Shen Nanchu completely.
If she said to do it this way, she must have her reasons.
Being the decision-maker felt great!
All she had to do was talk.
The only downside? Shen Nanchu wasn’t earning any dislike points from Zheng Tongwei anymore.
Now that she was relying on him, she couldn’t exactly pick a fight.
For now, she’d have to keep up appearances.
With so many dislike points about to be spent, she couldn’t afford a deficit.
Shen Nanchu realized it had been a while since she’d gone out and "accidentally" run into Jiang Shuyi.
If she couldn’t milk Zheng Tongwei for dislike points, Jiang Shuyi would do just fine.
Besides, she still hadn’t settled the score with Jiang Shuyi for sending Zheng Tongwei to sabotage her.
Perfect timing.
...
At the educated youth dormitory.
Jiang Shuyi sat inside, her expression dark.
Lately, Shen Nanchu and Zheng Tongwei had been getting along suspiciously well—nothing like the hostility she’d expected.
In her past life, Zheng Tongwei had been the Pei family’s sworn enemy. There was no way the Zhengs and Peis could coexist peacefully!
Jiang Shuyi refused to admit she’d shot herself in the foot.
Unless...
Wait—
Her eyes lit up.
Could it be that Zheng Tongwei had fallen for that little fox Shen Nanchu?
If that was the case...
Then Pei Zhengnian would be hers for the taking!
Jiang Shuyi shot to her feet.
No, she needed to fan the flames.
She hastily grabbed pen and paper and began writing a letter.
...
