Chapter 130 The CEO Planting Rice!

As the sun rose higher, the pace of the workers gradually slowed down.

After finishing planting one section, Fang Zhou walked to the bank, ready to move to the next.

At this moment, A-Nian started to feel guilty.

“Mr. Fang, you should take a break; this work is quite tiring!”

Her grandfather chimed in, “Yes, teacher, leave it to us. You should go rest!”

Fang Zhou raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying to the two, “I just got here, but you’ve been working for a long time, right?”

“It’s fine. I don’t have anything else to do anyway.”

With that, Fang Zhou quickly moved to another section and continued planting.

Not far away, Han Xi’s group remained silent, not daring to speak since the boss hadn’t said anything.

A newly arrived intern in the marketing department quietly clenched her sleeves, feeling the low pressure from the CEO.

Is she angry? No, President Han always has that cold face; it’s hard to tell if she’s angry or happy.

Meanwhile, Chen, the department head, had numerous questions.

Why was Fang Zhou here? They had met a few times at the company, and he remembered Fang Zhou well because he had been dating President Han.

After they broke up, he rarely saw President Han in a good mood, and there hadn’t been any rumors about her love life since.

Now, in this remote place, he saw Fang Zhou again!

Before Chen could figure out their relationship, Han Xi had already approached Fang Zhou, observing his actions.

“What are you doing?”

Han Xi asked sincerely, her eyes full of curiosity.

Fang Zhou raised the seedlings in his hand, looking confused, “Planting rice, haven’t you seen this before?”

This didn’t seem right; even if you’ve never eaten pork, you should’ve seen a pig run, right? But considering Han Xi’s status, it was normal that she hadn’t seen rice planting.

After all, President Han didn’t even know how much rice to put in a pot before.

“I know you’re planting rice. I meant, why are you planting rice here?”

Han Xi’s curiosity wasn’t about the action itself but the significance of Fang Zhou doing it.

She didn’t lack common sense and knew this was rice planting. From her perspective, Fang Zhou seemed to be sweating and this action was hard on the waist.

It looked like self-torture to her, unnecessary work.

Fang Zhou frowned slightly at her words.

He pointed to A-Nian and her grandfather, saying loudly, “They can’t finish it all. I’m just lending a hand.”

Following his gesture, Han Xi saw the little girl. She looked familiar, but Han Xi couldn’t recall her name.

“Hello, Teacher Han!”

A-Nian greeted Han Xi warmly, like a little sun.

Han Xi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly in response.

This little girl greeted her even though Han Xi couldn’t remember her name.

“What’s her name?”

Han Xi didn’t specify who she was asking about, but Fang Zhou knew.

“Luo A-Nian, you can just call her A-Nian.”

With that, Fang Zhou continued planting, not pausing his work.

Just then, Fang Zhou’s phone rang, but it was on the bank, out of his reach.

“Can you see who’s calling?”

Since Han Xi was on the bank, Fang Zhou asked her.

Han Xi glanced down and saw the name ‘Chu Xinran’ on the screen.

For some reason, a strange, sour feeling arose in her heart, souring her mood.

Han Xi recalled Chu Xinran’s advances towards Fang Zhou, Fang Zhou’s kindness to her, and the fact that Chu Xinran was also his ex-girlfriend.

“It’s a spam call.”

Han Xi bent down, swiped her finger, and hung up on Chu Xinran’s call.

Her actions were natural, her tone relaxed, showing no sign that she’d just hung up on Fang Zhou’s ex-girlfriend right in front of him.

“Oh, then just hang up.”

Fang Zhou didn’t notice anything unusual and continued working.

Han Xi stood on the bank, watching his movements, her expression growing complex.

Not far away, the marketing department employees stood there, feeling like they were walking on thin ice, casting pleading looks at Chen.

‘What’s going on, boss? Why did President Han suddenly stop moving? Aren’t we supposed to be doing research?’

‘Boss, should we ask President Han?’

Chen himself was at a loss but dared not ask.

No one could understand President Han’s thoughts, and even with ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare rush her!

Who pays their salaries, after all?

Chen suddenly remembered that Han Xi was here because of the dating show. He hadn’t followed the show before, thinking, who would care about the boss’s off-hours activities?

They were already exploited enough during work hours!

However, seeing Fang Zhou now, Chen thought it might be necessary to pay attention.

“How much is left, Fang Zhou?”

Han Xi suddenly asked.

Fang Zhou turned and pointed to the nearby fields, saying, “I’m not sure. Maybe all of those.”

“A-Nian, how much of your fields are left?”

Han Xi raised her voice to ask the little girl.

A-Nian was about to answer, but her grandfather spoke first.

“Not much! Teacher, please go rest!”

The old man smiled kindly, exuding simplicity and honesty.

Han Xi immediately saw that he didn’t want to trouble others and therefore understated the amount.

Clearly, Fang Zhou had just said all those fields were theirs.

She nodded lightly, not saying anything more.

Then Han Xi set down her belongings, took out her phone, and placed it next to Fang Zhou’s.

She started rolling up her pant legs and removing her shoes, mimicking Fang Zhou’s actions.

The company staff was stunned by her actions, blinking in disbelief.

“Boss, what is President Han doing? Is she going to help?”

“Whoa, is President Han going to plant rice? Can she really do it? I mean no offense, it’s just too unbelievable!”

Chen was equally shocked until Han Xi stepped into the field, her feet covered in mud, and his mouth formed an O shape.

Oh my god! What did he just see?

The most unemotional, proudest, and decisive woman in the company was planting rice in the field!