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Liu Cuiying stared in shock at her daughter, who had slowly slid down to the ground after being lightly tapped. She felt a bit confused; what had she just done in her moment of panic? Was it that her words had frightened Song Pearl?
She herself was also perplexed. How could she take her child's reckless words seriously and spread them to the entire village? If they couldn't follow through... well, what could be done? After all, Song Pearl was still a child; if it couldn't be done, there was nothing to be done!
As these thoughts raced through her mind, she busied herself helping Song Pearl up, gently patting her shoulder. This girl had such little courage; how could she possibly go to the Hongqing Group and protect their home? Liu Cuiying found it hard to believe herself.
"Look at you people scaring my daughter!" Liu Cuiying couldn't help but shout at the nearest person.
With Liu Cuiying's comfort, Song Pearl's expression returned to normal. She forced a smile at her mother and then turned to the villagers crowded from the yard to the gate, saying, "Uncles and elders, don't worry. My mom is right; the provincial official who came with me has already contacted Chairman Hong of the Hongqing Group on the way here. They will definitely agree..."
Earlier, while Song Pearl was tending to the fire by the stove, she had thought about controlling the village chief's consciousness to make him call for help. Once his control faded and he regained his senses, he would surely have doubts. So she planned to gather all the villagers at her house to create chaos; then it wouldn't be difficult to develop things as she wished.
However, she wasn't confident about controlling the consciousness of everyone in the village. When she was still a fish, she could only influence those within fifty meters of the pond.
The village was certainly more than fifty meters away...
While Liu Cuiying was busy preparing pig feed and cooking, Song Pearl stood at the doorway of the main room, catching a few falling snowflakes in her hand. Suddenly, an idea struck her: snowflakes were just crystallized water! They formed ice in the air and fell everywhere.
She could use water as a medium to transmit her consciousness. If water turned into snowflakes floating around, perhaps the villagers would be able to sense her thoughts.
But would she be able to do it? She wasn't a fish anymore; being near water made her fear drowning—how could she control it?
Regardless, she had to give it a try. After all, she had once been a King of the Pool Fish with noble confidence. Although that confidence had nearly worn away over more than ten years of being human, she still held onto those memories.
With this thought in mind, Song Pearl returned inside and poured herself a bowl of hot water. Supporting the bowl with her hand, she focused on the rippling surface and transmitted her thoughts into the water. The water in the bowl transformed into a rising column.
Uncertain if it would work, Song Pearl's eyes sparkled.
She held a bowl and stood at the door of the main room, taking a deep breath and gently blowing the steam rising from the bowl of water into the dim air...
"Snowflakes, snowflakes, you have to help me!"
Song Pearl's anxious prayer lingered in her heart until after dinner when the noisy villagers followed the village head, Secretary, to the door. Only then did she feel relieved.
Taking advantage of the chaos, controlling anyone became an easy task. Everything unfolded smoothly as she had envisioned!
Standing beside Liu Cuiying while holding her arm, she felt so excited that she almost wanted to laugh out loud—ha ha ha! Was this a sign that her days of returning to her true self were not far off?
Recalling her own noble and rounded body in the water, and then looking at Song Pearl's skinny and underdeveloped form, she felt a bit sorry for herself. This child truly suffered by living!
Just now, her intentions had been expressed through Liu Cuiying's words. To avoid raising Liu Cuiying's suspicions later on, she fainted at the right moment. It was nothing unusual for the bold Song Pearl to faint.
"Then why didn't I receive a call? The machines rented by Hongqing Group are still here!" The village head quickly regained control of the situation and brought the conversation back on track, showing his experience from years of being a village official.
"Maybe it was because there were too many things going on and it slipped my mind!" The elegant Zhang Yunye walked out of the house at that moment. His clear eyes sparkled as he smiled slightly.
Song Pearl glanced at him; his glasses were left at Team Headquarters, and he wasn't wearing them. His hairstyle had changed slightly; it seemed he had slicked it back with hot water, making him appear several years more mature.
The crowd erupted in admiration. "Whose son is this? How can he be so handsome! Look at those eyebrows, those eyes, that nose, those lips... and his height! How did this kid grow up like this?"
"You are still young and promising; this youth is the cadre of the future!"
Some villagers had seen Zhang Yunye at night, but they couldn't see him clearly then. This morning, in the silver light of dawn, seeing this man again made them feel envy from women and jealousy from men. Even the elderly, who could maintain a proper mindset, couldn't help but admire him, thinking how great it would be if he were their son!
Last night, after being knocked out, Song Jiantao and a few uncles no longer looked friendly. They watched Zhang Yunye with defensive eyes, thinking that if they could resolve things peacefully, they should avoid fighting. Although they outnumbered him, they were usually seen as important figures in the village, and being knocked down would be quite embarrassing.
Someone shouted from a distance, "Is what Pearl's mother said true? That's great!"
Everyone has a desire to be beautiful. In this remote and backward village, regardless of their personal feelings, the villagers chose to unconditionally believe in Zhang Yunye after hearing about him.
No matter where you are, having a good appearance is quite important. Song Pearl thought of her beautiful classmate Wang Ziyan. Although she had some flaws in her voice, she was always the center of attention wherever she went.
Moreover, this beauty liked to use her silent ugly friend as a contrast. Perhaps she felt that she was too plain and easily overlooked.
So this time, based on her experience, she chose to borrow someone else's words to do what she wanted.
Song Jianguo had just brought the situation back to the main topic when he saw things starting to get chaotic again. He couldn't help but tuck his hands into his sleeves—a gesture he hadn't made in many years unless he was extremely angry—because it seemed somewhat shabby for a rural person.
At that moment, Song Jianguo completely forgot the purpose of coming here. He noticed that Song Jiantao had also forgotten about maintaining the demeanor of a Secretary and was arguing loudly with several village women.
Ironically, the calmest ones were Song Pearl and her mother, who stood by watching the commotion.
"Forgot?" Song Jianguo said with a forced smile. "Then fine, you call Hongqing now and have him come over to clarify things; only then can we believe it. You know his phone number, right?"
The voices of the crowd quieted down again. Indeed, one cannot take this young man's word for it. He looks good, but there are plenty of handsome deceivers out there!
"That's right, Comrade Leader. If you could call Director Hong from Hongqing Group or the Qing Factory Director, then we would believe you!"
"But you don't even have a signal!" Zhang Yunye raised the delicate phone in his hand and smiled slightly. Those in the crowd who were close enough felt a warmth spread through them. "Moreover, the boss of Hongqing Group is busy attending various conferences and inspecting cooperation projects. He wouldn't even give face to the county head; I'm not even qualified to be a county head. How could they just come when I ask?"
"How about this? You stay here, and let Pearl Girl go to the county to find someone in charge at Hongqing Group to come over and sign the contract with us first!" Secretary Song Jiantao, who was impulsive and unlike his brother Song Jianguo, who was more cautious, waved away a few women surrounding him asking questions and decisively walked up to Zhang Yunye.
Initially, Qing Yuansheng had only wanted the village to level the land so he could bring people from the Board of Directors to inspect and discuss purchasing it. The county hoped that Hongqing would buy another piece of land, so Qing Yuansheng could only strive for it without daring to guarantee anything.
Since these two who didn't know their place had made a promise, it was better to let them handle it.
"Alright, that works too. After all, you need to fix my car before I can leave," Zhang Yunye said, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow at Song Jiantao.
Song Jiantao suddenly felt a toothache from this lukewarm attitude.
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