Fox Has No Malicious Intent-Chapter 444 - 442: Lord Fortunate Fox’s Statue

Under the call of the safety officer, Ah Qing and Lingling, along with their buddies, entered the commercial street.

On the original street, all the feed stores and veterinary shops for the livestock industry had closed down. On the white tiled walls, the shocking red character "Demolish" was everywhere.

Incense burners filled with burnt-out incense sticks were casually placed in front of the shop entrances.

"Oh my god…"

Ah Qing, seeing this scene, was shocked as if she couldn't believe it: "The whole... entire street has been requisitioned? It's only been a few days."

Last time, when I came to Changping Village with Momo, this was still a feed street. In just over half a month since we last came, it had become deserted.

"In fact, it's not just a street, but a small half of the village that has completed requisition,"

Qiu Lingling smiled and said, "I told you, Sister Zhiyu is about to go public with her financing."

Chen Zhiyu is very prestigious in the village, plus she previously earned fifty million from transferring Pet Paradise and Lin Ying's investment, the land acquisition process went extremely smoothly.

Chen Zhiyu had helped fellow villagers make money before, and now she's preparing to scale up her business ventures.

The villagers naturally supported her greatly; eighty percent did not opt to take the money but hoped to exchange it for the same area of resort village shop usage rights.

As for the land certificate, that's impossible. Changping Village's land nature belongs to village collective land, the land is collectively owned by the village, and all people only have the right to use and house certificates; no one can get a land certificate.

Walking through the commercial street, we arrived at the original location of Chen Zhiyu's veterinary hospital.

Here, there is no veterinary hospital anymore, a giant lake connected to the Changle River sits here, surrounded by pebbles and a thin cement road around the lake, with sunshades filled around it.

Under the sunshades, there are various vendors doing business, from selling bait to grilled sausages on volcanic stones, to the research institute's survey point, and even the village clinic is here with a fan doing business.

In pairs and threes, anglers who jumped into the lake fighting giant fish and losing were lying on a basic soft mat bed in the village clinic, with a herbal liquid in their mouth, complaining to the doctor with full of dissatisfaction.

Complaining about how bad it is that you guys fatten the fish in the lake so much.

It's not me who's incompetent, but Shimano slipped. As soon as my Daiwa arrives, everything will be fine.

The village clinic doctor just listened with a smile, letting it pass through one ear and out the other, treating it as a piece of amusement.

Those giant fish weighing two or three hundred pounds in the river, not to mention Shimano.

Anyone who can haul them ashore without a .50 caliber revolver is undoubtedly a reincarnated fishing prodigy.

Like these anglers overwhelmed by the giant fish, the doctor has treated no less than fifty people this week.

On the cement road around the lake, anglers gathered in groups, and broadcasters wandered around live-streaming.

If someone catches a fish, they immediately rush over to live-stream the exciting moment of someone catching a big fish, shouting and cheering with loud noises.

However, these loud noises from a pretty female broadcaster, for anglers, serve as a stimulant, providing emotional value.

It greatly satisfies the anglers' sense of showing off.

No male can refuse the praise of a group of black JK girls.

The essence of fishing addiction is to stimulate the deep-seated human genetic desire for primitive instincts, satisfying the hunting instinct of waiting for prey to take the bait.

There are already black silk JK and bikini sisters.

Whether or not there's a fish doesn't seem that important anymore.

"A Bai, don't just watch the fun, find a chance to go to the Wanderer's Home and hide all those machine guns and cannons in the utility room..."

Ansheng looked around the fishing ground with a peculiar expression, murmuring to himself, then spoke to A Bai, who was wagging his tail while looking at the stream beside him.

"Woof..." A Bai came to his senses, barked at Master Fulili, glanced at his little owner, then sneakily crawled under the table and ran to the Wanderer's Home a few kilometers away.

Ansheng stretched out his limbs, leisurely returned to Ah Qing, and jumped onto the chair with a whimper.

"Hmm? Oh..."

Upon hearing this, Ah Qing turned to look at Lingling and said, "Xiaolan said A Bai met a friend from Pet Paradise before and went over to say hello; it might take a while to come back."

"Friend from Pet Paradise?" Qiu Lingling was stunned, with a puzzled expression, not remembering if there was a hidden angler around her.

But knowing A Bai's whereabouts, she didn't dwell on the issue.

A Bai may be a bit dumb, but he's strong and fierce when biting, not likely to be kidnapped.

"So you guys were here!"

Chen Zhiyu, who hadn't been seen in a while, had shed the professional skirt from her time running Pet Paradise. She wore a high-neck hoodie black sun-proof clothing, paired with fitted capri pants, and a pair of white sneakers.

Between her ankles and trousers, her shiny wheat-colored skin was exposed. Her steps were light, approaching quietly like a feline.

Chen Zhiyu removed the sunshade hood, sat next to Ah Qing, took out a pack of tissues, unzipped the sun-proof clothing, revealing a black sports bra, her flat belly glistening with beads of sweat.

"Phew..."

Chen Zhiyu exhaled, relaxed her shoulders, and wiped away the beads of sweat, saying, "Just now, I've been accompanying the surveying team and designers discussing the construction plan, almost fainted from the heat on the street..."

"This place has changed so much!" Ah Qing said with a hint of envy, looking at Sister Zhuyu's waist and abdomen, noticing the shining lines then gazing at the new fishing ground.

"We haven't even started building, just temporarily dug a lake." Chen Zhiyu smiled and said, "After the New Year, this place will evolve into a complete leisure resort village."

While speaking, her cheek turned, and she made a playful wink at Lord Fulili sitting on the bench, a small gesture not quite fitting her demeanor, making her appear somewhat adorable.

"I never would have thought, within a month, I went from being an office lady to a fish pond owner. However, this change is good for me, seizing an opportunity."

Chen Zhiyu finished with a face full of emotion, then smiled at Ah Qing, took out her phone from her bosom, and pulled out a rendering from her album to show everyone.

Ah Qing and Qiu Lingling slightly gawked at the rendering in the album.

The image showed a fox statue, with its head held high in a very proud manner, causing its neck fur to lift, slightly frizzed due to the extended neck.

The rendering of the statue was lifelike, as if a real fox was standing there.

Beside the picture, the dimensions were noted, the statue, including the base, would be 3.3 meters tall upon completion.

However.

Ah Qing felt the fox statue was very familiar, raised a contemplative face, lifted the little fox onto the table, and tipped its chin.

Then…

The little fox and the fox in the rendering looked like they were mirror images.

"Hey? Hey!"

Ah Qing widened her eyes in amazement, looking at Sister Zhuyu and asked, "Is the one in the rendering... Xiaolan?"