Small Farmer Medical God novel Chapter 1989

Chapter 1989: Chapter 1984: There’s a Problem

"Why isn’t the boss showing any intention of speaking at all?"

"Exactly! What on earth is going on!"

Outside, those few staff members who had just left were all staring in through the glass curtain wall.

The reason they were staring like that was because they really wanted to know what their boss was planning to talk about with Hu Xiaobei.

In the end, they were left frustrated.

Because neither Hu Xiaobei nor their boss Feng Xueyan showed any sign of wanting to open their mouths.

...

"The boss definitely has her own ideas, so stop standing here staring."

Hearing that slightly annoyed voice, they turned their heads and only then realized that the floor supervisor was standing behind them, frowning.

Realizing that their discussion just now had been overheard, they hastily shrank their necks.

After that, they quickly dispersed and got back to work...

Once they had left, this beautiful floor supervisor narrowed her eyes and looked over here...

She knew that the reason Feng Xueyan wasn’t speaking was clearly because she wanted Hu Xiaobei to speak first...

"I’m guessing this time the boss is going to be disappointed, because Hu Xiaobei’s patience has to be pretty good, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to develop Xiaohe Village so well!"

After saying this, she also left for the moment.

She understood Feng Xueyan better than those store employees did, so she had guessed what Feng Xueyan was thinking...

It was just that she wasn’t very optimistic about Feng Xueyan actually succeeding, because Hu Xiaobei was the type who was mature beyond his years.

Of course, she knew how formidable Feng Xueyan was, so she felt that Feng Xueyan wouldn’t suffer any major loss in front of Hu Xiaobei...

So there was absolutely no need for her to worry.

...

In the break room, after brewing a fresh pot of tea, Feng Xueyan looked at Hu Xiaobei sitting across from her.

Seeing Hu Xiaobei calmly studying the cup in front of him, Feng Xueyan knew that his patience was even better than she had imagined...

"Sure enough, his success is no coincidence!"

Murmuring in admiration, she scrutinized Hu Xiaobei carefully.

She had previously heard a lot of news about Hu Xiaobei.

She knew he was a particularly capable, particularly talented young man...

Not willing to admit defeat, she felt she definitely wouldn’t be any worse than Hu Xiaobei...

Because of that unwillingness, she had always wanted to meet him and have a good spar, but had never gotten the chance.

Today, she finally had the opportunity.

After meeting him, her competitive streak made her want to test him a bit, to see if he was really that strong...

As a result, she discovered that he really was impressive—at the very least, his patience was much, much better than she had expected...

Knowing she had lost the first round, she gave a sweet smile and asked softly, "Master Xiaobei, shall we have some tea?"

Even though she had lost the first round, her face was still full of composure.

...

"Sure."

As he spoke, Hu Xiaobei leaned forward a little.

At this moment, he saw that she had already poured tea for him.

"Try it, see how it tastes?"

Hearing her, he gave her a deep look and said in a light, sweet tone, "This tea is already pretty good, and with a gorgeous woman like you brewing it, the flavor naturally goes up a few levels."

"Hasn’t been that long."

Hu Xiaobei frowned slightly.

From the way she said it, it sounded like something had changed in the village...

"I see. Your Xiaohe Village isn’t easy to get into now. You can go back and take a look. Once you see it, you’ll know what’s going on."

"Got it. I’ll go take a good look."

Hu Xiaobei nodded, his expression turning solemn...

Seeing how serious he looked, she knew he had realized how serious the situation was.

With a light smile, she took out a business card and quickly handed it over. "Alright, Master Xiaobei, this is my number. Once you’ve dealt with things over there, you can give me a call and we can talk in detail about cooperating."

"Alright."

He nodded and took the card from her.

After that, neither of them continued on that topic. Instead, they started talking about business, and both of them gained a lot from the conversation.

...

In the shoe store across the way, Mengmeng stared, dumbfounded, at the tall shoe shelves.

"Oh my god, Junjun, there are way too many shoes here. How long is it going to take to sell all these?"

Holding a pair of light-purple peep-toe heels, Feng Junjun chuckled softly when she heard that. "There are lots of people who come to buy every day. This isn’t that many."

"I still think it’s a lot. A pair of shoes can last you quite a while."

"Haha, you’ll come to appreciate the joys of shopping later. A lot of girls buy shoes and stuff not because they want to wear them, but because they want to collect them."

"Collect them?"

Seeing the confused look on Mengmeng’s face, Feng Junjun smiled gently and quickly explained, "Yeah. I’ve even made a special shoe cabinet at home. I can’t afford really fancy shoes, but I’ve still collected a few pairs. Plenty of rich girls collect even more—having all those shoes is a kind of achievement."