A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace

Chapter 1595 - 1593: Past Lives and Present 31

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Chapter 1593

It really isn’t my own era anymore.

I heard that in this world, hiring employees requires some kind of contract.

If either party is dissatisfied, they have the right to terminate the contract.

Heh, what kind of rule is this? No wonder the assistants around me are so fearless.

If it were in the Chu Dynasty, such a servant would surely be punished.

Zhao Junyao, who originally didn’t plan to pursue it further, suddenly thought of Shih Wanxin.

If Shih Wanxin behaves the same way next time, what if this assistant can’t stop her?

No way! Zhao Junyao thought about it and decided to dismiss this assistant.

He sent an email in the afternoon, and by evening the assistant had been laid off.

The compensation would naturally not be small, but being laid off is ultimately a disgraceful thing to talk about.

The young assistant, unable to swallow the injustice, gritted her teeth and turned to Shih Wanxin to complain.

She reported in detail about Zhao Junyao’s afternoon schedule.

At that time, Shih Wanxin was drinking coffee in the garden of the Zhao Family Villa.

After hearing the assistant’s words.

She was stunned for a moment, then with a snap, dropped the coffee in her hand and stood up excitedly.

"I knew it!"

"I knew that woman had ulterior motives!"

"Such a woman sees a rich man and wants to throw herself at him, it’s simply shameless!"

The assistant felt somewhat wronged.

"Just because I helped you a little this morning, the young director fired me!"

"I..."

She was anxious and didn’t know what to say.

Shih Wanxin naturally understood her meaning, took out a 20,000 card from her bag and tossed it over.

"Consider this my thanks to you!"

"I’ll tell my dad later and arrange for you to work at my place!"

The young assistant, having regained employment and gained unexpected wealth, thanked her profusely with joy.

Shih Wanxin impatiently waved her out.

Looking at the mess of coffee and broken cup pieces on the ground, she gritted her teeth with hatred, her eyes full of anger and resentment, her fists clenched, her nails digging deep into her flesh.

"Xia Ruqing!"

"Are you blatantly being a mistress?"

"I won’t let you succeed, I am Ah Yao’s fiancée, this home is ultimately where I will marry into!"

"Since you’ve made a move, it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t!"

"I want to see which of us laughs last!"

She casually pinched a flower and clenched it in her hand, turning it into fragments, her gaze was as if poisoned, fierce and violent.

"Just wait and see!"

...

Actually.

Xia Ruqing asking Zhao Junyao out wasn’t for any other reason.

It’s just because a farm she recently collaborated with is facing closure due to poor management.

Xia Ruqing originally wanted to use her own money to take over.

But doing so would ruin her original plan for leasing the stalls.

One is a long-cherished dream, the other is a plan that has already been put into action.

She was utterly torn about which to choose.

"I wanted you to come over and give some advice!"

Zhao Junyao stepped down from the small truck, looked around, front and back, and then showed a slightly disdainful expression.

"Here?"

The place was remote, the roads muddy, the farm a bit run-down, and the land was bare, nothing but barren ground.

He found it increasingly distasteful the more he looked.

"Yes!"

Xia Ruqing felt a bit guilty.

"The place is a bit out of the way, but it’s spacious!"

"Once we take over and manage it well, plant more big and small trees, it will definitely be invigorated and full of life!!"

Seeing her full of hope, Zhao Junyao couldn’t bear to be a dampener.

Enduring his aversion, he accompanied her for half a day, finally unable to hold back.

"I suggest you give up!"

"Such a large place, you’re more likely to mismanage it alone!"

"It’s too far, and transporting things will incur more losses!"

"Overall, this isn’t a good strategy!"

"If you insist on keeping it, why don’t I lend you some money to find a better one?"

Zhao Junyao tried to pull her out of her obsession.

But upon hearing about money, Xia Ruqing shook her head repeatedly.

"Better not!"

"Friends shouldn’t talk about money, I should do what I can!"

Since I can’t afford it, I better not force it.

It took so much effort to repay the money and save up, she didn’t want to go back to square one and be in debt again.

"Alright then!"

Zhao Junyao nodded.

Xia Ruqing looked at the sky.

"It’s getting late, we should head back now!"

The sunset was magnificent, the remaining sunlight like blood, with one tuft of fiery clouds after another hanging in the sky, awe-inspiring.

Zhao Junyao looked at the sky, smelled the refreshing scent of wild grass in the wind, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with the scene.

As if he had seen it somewhere, or had even experienced it himself.

But... it’s so strange!

He grew up in the Royal Family, even when leaving the palace, it was to the beautiful royal gardens.

How could he be familiar with such a place of wild grass and dirt slopes? He had never been here!

With this doubt, Zhao Junyao followed Xia Ruqing and got into the car.

...

By the time they returned to the city, it was already late.

Zhao Junyao casually had dinner at Xia Ruqing’s place.

On the way back, Xia Ruqing saw a patch of wild vegetables growing well, tender and lush, and couldn’t resist picking a bunch.

So tonight’s dinner was hand-pulled noodles with wild vegetables, just like ordinary farmhouse fare.

She liked it a lot, but didn’t expect Zhao Junyao to like it too.

One pot of hand-pulled noodles, and the two of them finished it all with nothing left.

After the meal, they burped and exchanged a smile.

Then both froze, the smile was so familiar, déjà vu.

Perhaps surprised by this familiarity, they turned away like they were shocked and dared not look again.

Zhao Junyao was a bit dazed, got up to leave, and Xia Ruqing also rose to see him off.

They remained silent, neither speaking.

Downstairs, she watched Zhao Junyao’s departing figure for a long time, until he was out of sight, before turning to go upstairs.

All the while feeling shocked.

The back view was so familiar, she must have seen this person somewhere.

But where exactly had she seen him?

She, a girl from the slums, he, a top-tier rich second generation, how could they possibly have any intersection?

She must be overthinking it.

She shook her head to toss aside these unrealistic thoughts and closed the door to go back to her room.

...

Zhao Junyao walked through the street corner, made a call, and waited for the driver to pick him up.

During this time, he stood with his hands folded, occasionally looking up at the building where Xia Ruqing lived.

She lived on the top floor, so he raised his head high.

He was also deeply puzzled, such a familiar feeling, he could almost be certain that he had met this woman somewhere before.

But where had he met her?

In the Chu Dynasty, there really wasn’t anyone like her in his harem!

On the opposite side of the street, inside an inconspicuous black car, a pair of eyes as if filled with poison was staring in this direction.

She watched with her own eyes as her fiancé came out of another woman’s house.

She watched with her own eyes as her fiancé smiled at the woman, and smiled so gently.

She watched with her own eyes as her fiancé stood in the alley, never forgetting to look at the woman’s apartment.

This feeling was like being cut with a knife.

She had loved him for so long, loved him so deeply, yet now she was inferior to a cheap woman from the slums!

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