Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 811: Chapter 121: Passing Off the Fake as Genuine (Part 2)

"It’s been so long since it happened, even I find it vague now. I remember the first batch of sample cigarettes was tested by me, and there were no problems. Then, the next day, when I checked the second batch, problems arose. When I went back to recheck the first batch, it turned out that the samples contained toxins. According to others at the customs back then, it was a moment of oversight on my part," Mr. Chu’s eyes dimmed. Because of that incident, he even wrote a self-critique letter, which was the first work-related critique he had ever written in over thirty years of his career.

"Such a thing happened? Mr. Chu is famous for having sharp eyes; I’ve heard that in matters of tobacco, he can tell the origin of the tobacco just by smelling it," the new employee remarked with curiosity.

"That was a case of last-minute panic, a momentary oversight. To be safe, we’ll re-inspect this batch of cigars tomorrow as well," Mr. Chu shook his head and sighed, temporarily placing the box of cigars beside the workbench.

A few days later, this batch of cigars, directly imported from Cuba, was sent to the corresponding high-end tobacco and liquor store after passing the inspection, lying quietly on the shelf, waiting for customers to buy them.

After separating from Bai Xue over the weekend, Xiao Xian and her two friends returned to the North Campus to resume their normal studies and daily assignments.

However, Xiao Xian quickly realized that apart from herself, the lives of the other two seemed slightly different from before.

Xuerou frequently went in and out of the resource center and then hid in her room with a whole box of materials, busy with something inside.

As for Yiyi, there was no small commotion. That day, after Qu Yang asked for the number, he made several calls to the apartment. After receiving the calls, Yiyi laughed out loud in the living room every day. When Xiao Xian came over, she lowered her voice and babbled non-stop.

"Are you really planning to forget Wang Shuai? Though the object is Qu Yang, it’s hard for me to accept," Xiao Xian couldn’t help but ask after Yiyi hung up the call one day.

"What’s wrong? Do you happen to like Qu Yang?" Yiyi asked cautiously.

"How could I? I just think it’s a bit too early to date, and besides, Qu Yang’s character..." Xiao Xian wasn’t quite sure how to position herself, whether as someone prohibiting teenage romance or as an enlightened "parent" who neither opposes nor promotes it.

"I actually feel that being with someone as carefree as Qu Yang, life would be much easier," Yiyi said ambiguously, neither admitting nor denying.

"He’s too ordinary." If Qu Yang heard Xiao Xian’s assessment of him, he would be so angry he might hit his head against a wall. Imagine, Handsome Qu, with his charming demeanor, popular throughout all six years of both the junior high and high school at Sacred Heart Middle School, being called too ordinary by Xiao Xian?

But Yiyi understood that when Xiao Xian said "ordinary," she didn’t mean in terms of appearance or family background, but rather compared to them, Qu Yang was an "ordinary person." How could an ordinary person accept a superpower user or a cultivator?

"I can’t worry about so many things now. I used to be too timid in doing things. After all, for most of the past, I couldn’t be more ordinary. I’m not young anymore, and I will be responsible for what I do." Yiyi said, blinking. "Don’t just talk about others; you have more options than Yiyi. Think about it, which one will you choose?"

"Me? Choose which one?" Engrossed in gossiping about others, Xiao Xian had completely forgotten about her own matters.

"Which one could it be, Zhou Ziang or Li Ye? Right hand is Zhou Ziang, left hand is Li Ye. One is a destiny’s arrangement, the other is childhood sweetheart, one is steady and considerate, and the other is passionate and affectionate. If it were me, it’d be a hard choice too," Yiyi shook her left and right hands, putting on a distressed look.

Actually, even Xuerou couldn’t predict which one Xiao Xian would choose. Since Li Ye’s appearance, Xiao Xian’s sisterhood had been divided into two factions, each holding their own views, uncertain which one Xiao Xian truly favored.

Xuerou favored Zhou Ziang, saying Zhou Ziang studied well, was stable enough, had a good family background, and most importantly, he treated Xiao Xian very nicely.

Yiyi, on the other hand, had a different opinion. She thought Xiao Xian’s nature was untamed, and Zhou Ziang was too rigid. Not to mention, Xiao Xian had been acquainted with Zhou Ziang for so long without seeing him ask her out, nor did he give any gifts that girls would like. Li Ye was different; he chased her from Guizhou to Beijing, crossing thousands of miles. Such an extent of effort could no longer be simply summed up as "very nice."

"You two discuss all this in private, no wonder you’re whispering behind my back every day. I’m not like what you said about them," Xiao Xian used an extraordinarily determined tone, with an expression like a nun who vowed to accompany a green lamp for life.

"You don’t care about those two outstanding and talented young men? You must like someone like Mao Yi, a big dummy who runs around with a basketball every day," Yiyi recalled how the last time they visited Bai Xue, Mao Yi seemed quite attentive to Xiao Xian.

"Alright, leave me alone. If you keep doubting, I might suspect you think I have a secret crush on Mr. Mao. Let’s not talk about this; do you know what Xuerou has been up to lately? Don’t tell me she’s secretly found a phone lover too?" Xiao Xian playfully teased.

Cheering sounds came from upstairs, from Xuerou’s room.

"Hey, what’s going on? Did she win the lottery? Or has Xuerou been selected by the school to attend an exchange meeting?" Yiyi jumped up. Considering Xuerou’s connection with Romeo One, that was indeed a possibility. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian () to cast recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)