Older Men Are the Most Scheming! (Continued)

His preferences are self-evident.

Gu Suian chuckled softly, "I think I already know the answer, I just don't know if the tycoon can give me a chance."

What opportunity?

"Let me please you."

Upon hearing the last three words, Wen Feiran couldn't help but misinterpret the meaning, choking on her own saliva and coughing incessantly.

Gu Suian patted Wen Feiran on the back and looked down to show concern for him, but Wen Feiran pushed him further away.

"I... I won't give you that chance!" Wen Feiran coughed until his face turned red, deliberately putting on a serious expression. "I'm a tycoon, I have to be fair and impartial, otherwise I'd be letting Yuxing and the others down. Don't even think about it, you'd better go and choose your projects properly."

Wen Feiran's tone grew weaker and weaker, and her expression was utterly unconvincing.

Gu Suian didn't expose him. It was windy in the high mountains and plains, so he naturally helped Wen Feiran adjust his hat before turning to leave.

Wen Feiran watched Gu Suian's retreating figure, lost in thought, before slowly following after him after half a minute.

Zou Yuxing was the first to arrive and quickly chose his activity: milking cows.

But he had no experience whatsoever, and after working hard for a long time, he couldn't squeeze out a single drop. Instead, he hurt the usually docile cow, who almost kicked him away.

Su Shangting observed him for a long time, then laughed without any restraint, "Are you stupid? You wasted such a good opportunity, picking and choosing a project with absolutely no enjoyment. Stop messing around, or I'll sue you if I were a cow!"

Zou Yuxing utterly embarrassed, retorted defiantly, "How is my project worthless? Don't you need to drink milk every morning? Don't come crying to me tomorrow morning!"

Su Shangting: "..."

He was so engrossed in playing Monopoly that he only now realized that Zou Yuxing had chosen this project to make things difficult for him.

The thought of having to beg Zou Yuxing him want to cry, but he still stubbornly insisted, "It's no problem if I don't drink it for a day. Besides, you can't even squeeze out milk; it's just a waste of time!"

"Who said I could definitely produce milk and make related dairy products? It's a huge industry chain."

Su Shangting was stunned for a few seconds.

In his mind, Zou Yuxing had always been a silly dog, someone he could see right through. He never expected that Zou Yuxing would think so much this time.

Before Su Shangting could find a new angle to retort, Zou Yuxing turned the tables on him. "Then you should have chosen the right project. What's the value of picking flowers?"

Su Shangting said with a smile, "Feiran likes it, so what?"

What did he like about it?

Su Shangting recalled their first variety show episode together, "Feiran secretly gave me a vase of blue flowers, which was a symbol of our friendship, so of course he liked it."

"That's moral blackmail!" Zou Yuxing deliberately provoked. "If Feiran doesn't choose you, he doesn't want to be friends with you anymore, huh? You're morally corrupt, resorting to threats."

The two exchanged a glance, Zou Yuxing took off his gloves, and Su Shangting threw the flowers aside. The two of them then started wrestling like fighting cocks.

In other variety shows, it would be a big deal if two guests bickered or even got into a fight, with the celebrities themselves getting involved and their fans launching a media war. But with Zou Yuxing and Su Shangting, it's just commonplace. Their fans joke around and are all in harmony, which is quite a spectacle in the entertainment industry.

Meng Wenzheng had not yet found a project he liked, Gu Suian went into the house and did not come out for a long time.

The viewers in the live stream couldn't figure out his intentions, but they had inexplicable confidence in Gu Suian, believing that with his business acumen and experience, he could definitely find the most valuable projects.

Half a day later, Wen Feiran arrived late.

As soon as he appeared, he saw the busy Master Zou. Master Zou's hands were constantly moving, but there wasn't a single drop of milk in the bucket in front of him. The cow had also turned into an impatient bull, constantly kicking its hooves and trying to outwit Master Zou.

Zou Yuxing put on a great show and finally got to see Wen Feiran. He waved enthusiastically at him, "Come on, you should experience it too! It's really fun; it's the essence of rural life!"

Wen Feiran's lips twitched slightly, and she politely declined, "Let's forget about it."

Zou Yuxing refused to give up, "Don't give up! I promise this will be a really great experience!"

"It's a great experience, but you also need to consider the cow's feelings. It's just a cow, so don't make it do acrobatics."

"Acrobatics?" A question mark appeared above Zou Yuxing's head.

Wen Feiran smiled, "Right now, the cow is only using one hind hoof to kick you. If it were to kick me too, wouldn't it be doing a handstand?"

Zou Yuxing: "."

He imagined the scene, his lips twitched twice, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Wen Feiran took the opportunity to slip away.

Su Shangting has obsessive-compulsive perfectionism. Even though the flowers in front of him are blooming beautifully, he insists on picking out the one that best conforms to the aesthetic proportions. His expression is serious, and he mutters to himself. He doesn't even notice Wen Feiran circling around in front of him twice.

Wen Feiran was silent for a few seconds, then decided not to bother Su Shangting for the time being, and to wait until he found him.

He continued walking and passed a pond.

Gu Suian, who had disappeared for half a day, finally appeared in front of everyone. He sat on a wooden chair made of bamboo, leaning back, wearing a loose-fitting black silk shirt. His long legs were naturally spread apart, the fabric taut, undulating with the lines of his muscles.

He gazed at the distant mountains, his eyes dark and devoid of any emotion; his entire demeanor was utterly cold.

If a photographer were here, they would be thrilled to see this scene and would keep snapping photos, each one capturing the atmosphere perfectly worthy of a magazine cover.