A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Fans from all over the world commented: [The camera can’t even capture such a large field, but it’s only a quarter of an 80-acre field? 】

[This is a horror variety show, don’t scare me to death. 】

[Ranbao is obedient, let’s go home. Other variety shows attract fans, but this variety show will shorten your life. 】

[Oh my god, my Yao sister has such delicate skin and tender flesh, how can she do such farm work? 】

Someone conspiracy theory said:

[Feng Yaoyao is the daughter of the Feng family, Ci Ye Feng is always the president of a wealthy family, and the most popular one, Cheng Jianwei, is also a female star. How can we really let them harvest the corn? The program team will definitely help them harvest the corn as soon as the camera turns. . 】

After hearing this, Feng Kuangye, who was watching the live broadcast seriously, was unhappy.

Completely crazy: [What do you mean, the most attractive one is Cheng Jianwei, what’s wrong with the CEO of a wealthy family, what’s wrong with a star, since you signed a contract to participate in a variety show, do it all for me! Besides, the program team said that the whole process will be broadcast live. Director Qian dares to help them fake it and give up the reputation? 】

A passer-by said in shock: [So it turns out that you can speak human language even if you are completely crazy. 】

[Isn’t this a complete blockade? Your six-year-old cousin has access to your phone again? 】

Completely banned: [I’m beating him up hard! 】

Feng Yaoyao looked frightened and looked at Feng Mian timidly.

Feng Mian comforted him: "Don't worry, my brother is here. Your brother and I work out regularly and just collect some corn. It's nothing to worry about."

The contract has been signed, and it's too late to regret it now. If Feng Yaoyao quits now, wouldn't Feng Yaoyao's reputation be ruined? She may not even be able to survive in the entertainment industry, and she will definitely be scolded.

Moreover, he and Feng Yaoyao wanted to take him in, and several other people also wanted to take him in. He didn't believe that he couldn't compare to others.

"By the way, I have a question," Fu Ran looked at Shen Zhizhe, stretched out a hand and asked, "The speed of collecting is linked to the points. Each of our groups is composed of a boy and a girl, brother and sister, but Mr. Zhou and Shen knows that both of you are boys, so you must have better physical strength, how will you calculate it then?"

Mr. Zhou, written by Shen Zhizhi.

You can feel Fu Ran's hostility towards Shen Zhizhe just by hearing the title.

In his eyes, Shen Zhizhi was the pretty boy who competed with him for Cheng Jianwei, and Zhou Ciyan was considered worthy.

Sheng Ning said: "What do you want, do you want the two brothers to work slower? Then you are too shameless."

Fu Ran whispered: "Are you my sister or his sister?"

Sheng Ning whispered: "In terms of blood relationship, neither."

Fu Ran: "..."

Shen Zhizhi glanced at Cheng Jianwei subconsciously, and then realized that he was not in the same group as Jianwei.

He had no choice but to look at his official spokesperson, his cousin Zhou Ciyan.

"The top priority now is to harvest as soon as possible. We cannot slow down the harvest just because we are men, but what you said is not unreasonable." Zhou Ciyan said.

"So my cousin and I decided that from today on, as long as there are no problems with the weather and flight routes, we will arrange for a helicopter to deliver lunch every noon. The two of us will also be responsible for the housework at noon, so that everyone does not have to make lunch. When we do housework , everyone can continue to work.”

Shen Zhizhu nodded in agreement.

When Zhou Ciyan discussed this matter with him, he had no objection, but he didn't know how to tell others. Fortunately, this man was responsible for speaking.

Zhou Ciyan added: "The person responsible for delivering food was the helicopter yesterday. It was specially arranged for him by my cousin's sister."

Cheng Jian's cheeks turned red.

Shen Zhizhu straightened his chest, and his amber eyes behind the lenses showed a hint of pride and showoff.

He was very satisfied with what Zhou Ciyan said. He not only showed off his sister to Fu Chen Fu Ran, but also showed that his sister cared about him.

The audience knew that Shen Zhi had a younger sister in the tacit PK last night.

Except for Feng Yaoyao, everyone present also knew who this sister was.

However, Feng Mian didn't believe Zhou Ciyan's statement that the helicopter was Shen Zhizhu's sister.

Shen Zhizhu's sister is Cheng Jianwei. How could she have money to buy a private helicopter?

Fu Chen's heart was filled with turmoil, and he looked at his sister in shock.

Shen knew that he definitely didn't have the money to buy a helicopter, so why did Zhou Ciyan lie to everyone, so... that helicopter was really his sister's? ! His sister actually has money to buy a helicopter!

How many surprises did he not know about his sister who had been missing for eighteen years and was weak and unable to take care of herself?

Fu Ran didn't pay attention to this sentence at all.

Barrage: [I’m just saying that Mr. Ci is very kind-hearted. He and his cousin are two boys who work quickly, so they take the initiative to take on more housework and lunch. Where can I find such good men? 】

[Important point, the helicopter configuration yesterday was fully stocked, and the price was close to nine figures. There were only a few of them in the whole country. How could my cousin, who is engaged in scientific research, afford it? His sister was even less likely to buy it. It must be Ci Ye. It was assigned to my cousin. Ciye worked really hard to help his cousin pursue his sister-in-law. 】

[Although, why do I always feel that Fu Ran is targeting my cousin? 】

[Nonsense, Fu Ran and his cousin are both Cheng Jianwei's rumored boyfriends. Obviously his cousin is more favored. Of course Fu Ran doesn't like him. 】

[What you’re saying is, why can’t I be better at taking precautions against micro-inflammation than knowing about them? 】

[Wait a minute, weren't you guys scolding each other for ruining their relationship before? Why are you now fighting over who is favored more in front of Cheng Jianwei? 】

The barrage staged a male version of Gong's scheming.

The village chief of Luoxia Village walked into the field. He was over fifty years old. He was wearing a clean gray tunic suit. He looked very energetic, but his temples were covered with specks of silver frost.

The village chief didn't wear gloves. He grabbed a corn stalk with his thick black hands covered with thick calluses, easily broke off the corn on it, and peeled off the bluish-white outer husk and corn silk, revealing the golden and plump corn stalks. Corn on the cob.

"As for this corn, you can just break it off, or you can leave it unpeeled, but in the end the corn must be peeled when it is dried, so it must be peeled early or late," the village chief said.

Fu Chen asked: "Village chief, how do we transport the broken corn back to the villa?"

"There are several three-wheeled trams over there. Put the broken corn in the tram and you can pedal on it. Don't forget to charge it."

The village chief pointed not far away and said: "There are tractors in the village, but I suggest you use a tricycle to load the corn and transport it to the large open space next to the building in front of the building. It will have to dry for a few days before it can be sold. .”

"Tow, tractor?"

Sheng Ning looked over and saw four new and not old electric tricycles parked in the field, one in a group.

Tricycles don’t require any technical skills, everyone can ride them.

But... forget about the tractor.

Behind them was a blue four-wheeled vehicle with a bucket behind it. It was the tractor the village chief mentioned.

Cheng Jianwei asked: "Does the village still need these corn stalks left after breaking off the corn?"

The village chief said: "You got the point right. In the past, when there was insufficient firewood in the village, corn stalks would be kept and dried, bundled and brought home for cooking. They could also be dried and used as feed for pigs. But in recent years, everyone has The conditions are better, and we have natural gas stoves at home, so we have some left for storage. If you want to grow wheat, you have to cut them all down, plow the ground, crush them and return them to the fields."

"Turn over the land? Return the land?" Feng Yaoyao tried her best to listen, but she didn't understand.

"We didn't grow wheat in winter in our village before. The corn has deep roots and the ground will definitely have to be plowed... But we'll see what happens then. It's more important that you harvest the corn first."

Looking at these brightly dressed celebrities who seemed to have never been to the countryside, the village chief sighed and looked at the only Fu Chen he knew - because Fu Chen acted in a drama a few years ago about the village elder's wife. Favorite.

"Well, you guys, if you don't understand anything, come to me at the village headquarters, Fu, Fu..."

Fu Chen said, "Just call me Xiao Chen."

"Okay, clown, this is my mobile phone number. Keep it."

Fu Chen: "Village chief, my name is Fu Chen, I am very depressed."

"The clown's ugliness?"