I'll Support You

With money in hand, there's no need to panic.

Of course, Jiang Miao didn't just let the money sit there; he used it to expand production.

For example, he purchased a 5-story self-built house in Yan Cun Village to serve as a seed laboratory. He also bought a lot of good experimental equipment to build a high-standard laboratory.

This laboratory alone cost nearly 20 million yuan.

In addition, he invested in South Lake Farm, planning to invest 3 million yuan in the 146 mu of vegetable fields and paddy fields.

There were also employee salaries, performance bonuses, and so on.

After all, if he didn't spend the money and the net profit was too high, he would still have to pay a 35% personal income tax, which would be counterproductive.

He planned to keep only about 60 million yuan in net profit.

Therefore, before the end of this year, he had to spend approximately 40 million yuan. Currently, he had already spent 20 million on the seed laboratory, 3 million on South Lake Farm, about 5 million for year-end bonuses, and another 5 million on miscellaneous expenses. This left a balance of 7 million yuan.

Inside the container house at South Lake Farm, Jiang Miao pondered how to spend the 7 million yuan.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. He remembered someone, quickly picked up his phone, and found a long-forgotten phone number.

Beep beep...

"Hello... Ah Miao? Is that you?"

"It's me, Shuya. How have you been lately?"

"Okay." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant.

"Are you still pursuing your doctorate?"

"Yes!"

"Come and help me! I need you."

"Don't joke..."

"I'm serious."

"..." The other side fell silent.

"Why?"

"Shuya! You should know your supervisor's situation. He's not an ideal supervisor. I know that in recent years, your thesis..."

"But giving up like this, I'm not willing..."

"A degree doesn't represent everything. I know you love researching fungi. Does getting that graduation certificate mean you've become a leading authority in the field of fungi?"

"But what can I do!" The voice on the other side became a little louder, mixed with helplessness and pain.

"I'll support you."

"You..."

"I'm serious, come to Hai Lu Feng! There are no insurmountable obstacles in life. You shouldn't be bound by that graduation certificate."

"I... I..." Clearly, making the decision to give up her doctorate was indeed one of the most difficult choices in her life.

"Don't hesitate, this isn't like you."

"Okay, I'll buy a train ticket and come over right away. If you're lying to me, I'll give birth to five Huagu Long for you."

"Alright."

Three days later.

Shanmei High-Speed Rail Station.

Jiang Miao stood not far from the passenger exit, accompanied by Ke Yong.

"Boss, the train has arrived."

"Got it." Jiang Miao took a sip of mineral water.

Soon, a refreshing short-haired girl with a clear complexion slowly walked out of the passenger exit, pulling a suitcase.

Even though her face was tanned, it still couldn't hide her beauty. It wasn't the artificial beauty popular now, but a classical and simple beauty.

Several drivers looking for fares were about to approach.

Jiang Miao immediately stepped forward, taking the suitcase. "Long time no see, Shuya."

"You're a bit different from before." Lin Shuya sized him up. Although his complexion and appearance were the same as in college, Jiang Miao's demeanor had changed significantly.

In college, he was green and naive, always speaking with a hint of hesitation.

Now, he was full of vigor, as if everything was under control.

She, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. She was full of confidence in college, but doubted life after pursuing her doctorate.

Parking lot.

Lin Shuya looked at the pickup truck in front of her. "You still like pickup trucks as much as ever."

"I'm a consistent person."

"I wish I could be consistent too, but sometimes we can't decide our own lives."

Ke Yong was driving, and the two chatted in the back seat.

"It seems you've done well these past few years. From now on, I'll have to rely on you to support me."

"If I could, I'd be willing to support you for a lifetime, Ya!"

As she spoke, she leaned on Jiang Miao's shoulder, tears falling uncontrollably, sobbing as she recounted her experiences over the past few years.

Her advisor had taken several high-quality papers from her, making her work for free and refusing to let her graduate.

At the same time, there were conflicts at home. Her family was from Panyu, Guangzhou, and had six relocation houses they could rent out. Unfortunately, her parents passed away from illness in 2022. Her two older brothers fought over the inheritance, becoming enemies, and are still in court.

Fortunately, her parents had foresight and transferred a house to her name when she was in college. Otherwise, she would definitely be involved in this lawsuit.

Seeing her two brothers' behavior, she didn't want to get involved in their affairs. After renting out the house, she rarely returned to Guangzhou.

The loss of her parents, coupled with the double pressure from family and studies, made it hard for Lin Shuya to breathe.

Jiang Miao's invitation this time was like a ray of light, re-illuminating her dark life.

After crying for more than ten minutes, she seemed tired and fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Jiang Miao took the opportunity to check the appraisal panel.

Other issues were minor, just endocrine imbalance, which might be caused by anxiety. It could be adjusted with some care.

Another ten minutes passed.

The car slowly stopped in front of a villa-style self-built house in South Lake Village. This was the one he bought for himself to live in. Next door were his brother-in-law's family and his parents' small villa.

"We're here."

"Uh..." The groggy Lin Shuya woke up. "Are we here?"

Opening the car door and taking a breath of fresh air, she noticed a faint smell of the sea. "Is this by the sea?"

"About two hundred meters behind the house is the beach." Jiang Miao took the suitcase from the trunk. "Let's go!"

Lin Shuya followed him inside.

This three-story self-built house was sold to Jiang Miao because the previous owner failed in business in Peng City. The four self-built houses next door also belonged to this person and were bought together.

The house's decoration was acceptable, so it wasn't redecorated. Only the furniture, appliances, and some decorations were replaced.

On the second floor, in the master bedroom, Jiang Miao placed Lin Shuya's suitcase.

She didn't resist. After all, they had done what needed to be done during college. If Lin Shuya hadn't gone to pursue her doctorate and Jiang Miao hadn't disagreed, they would have been married long ago.

"You rest for a bit. I'll take you to the city to look around tonight."

"Okay." Lin Shuya took off her jeans and jacket, changed into a set of pajamas, and lay directly on the bed. Clearly, she was truly tired.

Jiang Miao didn't leave. Instead, he played on his phone in the rocking chair on the master bedroom balcony, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation.

With various departments managing the company's affairs, he didn't need to stay at the company all day.

As the sun set, Lin Shuya, who had slept for four hours, stretched and found Jiang Miao playing on his phone on the balcony.

Opening the sliding door, she said, "Didn't you say you were going to take me to look around?"

"Let's go!" Jiang Miao put away his phone.

"I'll brush my teeth. Where's the bathroom?"

"There's a bathroom in the master bedroom, it's here..."

Lin Shuya took out her electric toothbrush and toothpaste from her suitcase, and also grabbed a towel.

Ten minutes later, she had changed into a different outfit: light pink jeans, a blue long-sleeved high-neck sweater, and flat leather shoes. She only applied a light red lipstick. Shuya didn't usually wear heavy makeup.

Jiang Miao drove a small electric scooter from the garage nearby.

Lin Shuya sat behind him, holding his waist.

And Ke Yong, who didn't dare to be a third wheel, could only follow slowly in the pickup truck dozens of meters behind.

The small electric scooter slowly moved along the rural road.

The evening breeze in early December was cool with a hint of dryness.