"Mr. Wu, is there some kind of misunderstanding with my sister’s company?" Jiang Yi asked awkwardly, putting down her phone.
Although there was a considerable age gap between Jiang Yi and her older sister, Jiang Han, the two had always been very close.
Jiang Yi had thought helping Wu Jun with this small matter would be a piece of cake, but she hadn’t expected to hit a wall with her sister.
Wu Jun asked Jiang Yi, "Do you still remember Meng Zalang, Miss Jiang?"
"The order for our branch’s tenth-anniversary celebration?" Jiang Yi remembered the incident. She had secretly given Manager Luo’s phone number to Wu Jun last time.
"Yes, it’s related to him again," Wu Jun said. "From the looks of it, the other party has pulled some strings with the De Nuo Testing Institution. That’s why they’re working together to block our certificate. As for what kind of deal they struck, that’s hard to say."
"Mr. Wu, I’ll ask my sister about this properly when I get home and give you a definite answer tomorrow." Jiang Yi felt her sister’s company was handling this improperly. Her sense of justice flared, and she decided to help him see it through.
"Then I’ll leave it to you, Miss Jiang. Let me take you home first." Wu Jun turned and resumed driving toward Lakefront Garden.
About ten minutes later, they arrived. Wu Jun got out, opened the door for Jiang Yi, and helped her out of the car.
"Thank you so much for tonight, Mr. Wu. It’s getting late, so I won’t invite you upstairs. Bye!" Jiang Yi waved to Wu Jun, then turned and limped toward the building entrance.
Wu Jun watched her go inside before getting back in his car and driving off.
It was past 10:00 PM when he returned to the small supermarket. Xu Minli was already off work and upstairs. Wu Jun called out a greeting to Xu Fei through her door, washed up, and went back to his small bedroom.
Lying on the bed, Wu Jun pulled out the phone linked to [Resource Tycoon].
Inside the game, another 100 tons of regular-quality rice and 3 tons of Rare Quality Rice had been produced today.
The current stock of Rare Quality Rice had reached 30 tons. Wu Jun still hadn’t figured out how to monetize this even more ridiculously overpowered rice.
The Hongyun Rice he was currently selling was already virtually unbeatable on the market. If an even higher-quality rice suddenly appeared, it would probably arouse a great deal of suspicion.
Wu Jun had considered a couple of plans.
One was to grind the Rare Quality Rice into flour, process it further, and sell it as a finished food product.
Another was to claim that the unique flavor of the Rare Quality Rice came from it being a semi-finished, processed product.
Both plans would effectively muddy the waters and confuse the public.
Wu Jun wasn’t short on cash at the moment, and he was too busy with company affairs to spare time for other ventures. So, he wasn’t in a rush to implement either plan, leaving the rice stored in the game’s warehouse.
He collected the day’s production into the game’s warehouse, put his phone down, and went to sleep.
The next day, after breakfast, Wu Jun and Xu Fei left for work.
「Junheng Trading Co., Ltd. General Manager’s Office.」
Wu Jun held a morning meeting with his management team. He sent Bian Xuedao to continue making the rounds at the relevant government departments and tasked Dong Lizhu with gathering information about the upcoming Rice Expo, including all materials needed to participate.
Xu Fei, along with her uncle, aunt, and others, went to visit clients with small gifts to reinforce their confidence in Hongyun Rice.
Just as everyone had left, Wu Jun received a call from Jiang Yi. They spoke for about ten minutes.
After the call with Jiang Yi, Wu Jun finally understood why the De Nuo Testing Institution was helping He Qingfeng block his certification.
Jiang Yi’s sister, Jiang Han, had gotten divorced seven years ago and was now raising her ten-year-old daughter, Jiang Churan, on her own.
With her parents divorced and her family broken at such a young age, Jiang Churan grew up quiet, intense, and sensitive. She also suffered from severe psychogenic anorexia.
Over the last two years, Jiang Churan’s anorexia had worsened to the point of severe malnutrition. She would suddenly black out and collapse without warning, even while just walking. She was currently undergoing professional treatment at a hospital.
Jiang Han and He Qingfeng were old acquaintances who had known each other for years. In fact, her daughter’s current attending physician was an expert He Qingfeng had introduced. Her old classmate had helped her a great deal with her daughter’s treatment.
Although blocking a client’s certification was improper and violated professional ethics, she found it difficult to refuse. After all, he was an old classmate, and he had helped her so much.
"Anorexia? In our great nation of foodies, people can still get sick like that?" Wu Jun mused, sitting in his office chair and fiddling with a pen. He found it rather incredible.
Anorexia was more common in Western countries and rarely seen at home. He had heard of it, but this was the first time he had ever encountered a case as severe as Jiang Yi’s niece.
’Perhaps I can use the Rare Quality Hongyun Rice to create a breakthrough, starting with Jiang Yi’s anorexic niece?’
As this possibility occurred to him, Wu Jun got up, walked to his office door, and locked it from the inside.
He took out the phone linked to [Resource Tycoon], unlocked it with his fingerprint, and opened the game.
He found the [Rare Quality Rice] in his inventory, tapped "Withdraw," and entered the quantity "1."
He aimed the phone’s camera at the office floor. WHOOSH! A sack of rice appeared on the ground.
Wu Jun returned to his desk, found a large envelope in a drawer, and filled it. Then he returned the rest of the rice to the game.
’A simple case of anorexia? I refuse to believe I can’t cure you,’ Wu Jun thought, looking at the rice in the envelope. He felt he had a seventy to eighty percent chance of success.
Although De Nuo wasn’t the only testing agency in Shimen, he had already wasted about ten days here. Starting over from scratch somewhere else would cost him ten more.
Wu Jun couldn’t afford to lose more than ten days. By his calculations, the delay would cost him tens of millions in business.
After stowing the envelope of rice, Wu Jun used the landline on his desk to call the office downstairs. He asked the young woman there to go to a supermarket and buy a rice cooker.
The woman was fast. Less than half an hour after Wu Jun hung up the phone, an electric pressure cooker was sitting on his desk.
Worried that cooking in the office would cause a commotion, Wu Jun took the pressure cooker and drove to the warehouse over in Xiao’anshe.
The warehouse had power strips and a water dispenser for the staff. Wu Jun rinsed out the pressure cooker, filled it with water, and started cooking the rice.
While the rice cooked, he withdrew the 100 tons of inventory from the game and used Summon Farmer to have it all stacked neatly.
By the time the 100 tons of rice were stacked, the rice in the cooker was done. He lifted the lid, and the fragrant aroma instantly filled the entire 600-square-meter warehouse, reaching every corner.
Wu Jun pulled out his phone, found Jiang Yi’s number, and hit dial.
RING... RING...
"Mr. Wu?" Jiang Yi answered after two rings.
Wu Jun said, "Miss Jiang, could you arrange for me to meet your sister in person? I’m confident I can persuade her."
"Well..." Jiang Yi hesitated. "I can take you to her so you can try."
"Where are you now? I’ll come get you."
"I’m at home. I didn’t go to work today."
Wu Jun hung up, unplugged the pressure cooker, and carried it out of the warehouse. He put it in his trunk and drove toward Jiang Yi’s apartment complex.
Twenty minutes later, Wu Jun pulled up to Jiang Yi’s building. She was already waiting outside. Wu Jun got out to open the car door for her.
The moment he opened the door, Jiang Yi, who was standing right there, froze.
’What is that smell coming from the car? It’s amazing.’
As she bent down to get in, Jiang Yi felt as if she had been transported to the countryside, sitting in a field of blossoming rice paddies.