Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 66: The Ten Thousand Yuan Junk

Chu Xi was already afraid of heights. Although standing on the ladder wasn’t that far from the ground, she inexplicably felt panicked.

After picking a peach, she quickly pulled her hand back. As she lowered her head, she noticed Shen Yi was looking up at her.

"Not bad. You’ve earned a like." Shen Yi casually threw out this comment, then pulled his baseball cap lower to cover his face.

Chu Xi’s eyes lit up instantly—Shen Yi praised her!

"Mr. Shen Yi, you can rest easy. From now on, leave everything to me!" Chu Xi was suddenly full of energy.

She completely tossed her fear of heights out the window. Stepping quickly down the ladder, she grabbed the bamboo basket next to her, then darted back up the ladder. With the basket hooked on her left arm and her right hand busy picking peaches, she moved with determination.

[Unbelievable. Did Shen Yi brainwash Chu Xi or something? One nonchalant compliment and she’s soaring with happiness.]

[Chu Xi is totally Shen Yi’s biggest boot-licker. A rich heiress has turned into a total Shen Yi fangirl.]

Netizens scoffed at Chu Xi’s boot-licking behavior. Meanwhile, Sang Ning had already driven her pickup truck out of Yuan Village, heading south.

Sang Ning didn’t even need navigation assistance. Her eyes remained fixed forward, as if she had already decided on her destination.

The cameraman sitting in the passenger seat couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Sang, where are you headed?"

Just as they encountered a sharp curve, Sang Ning easily spun the steering wheel and replied, "Xichuan Town." Her face reverted to a cool, aloof expression.

Sang Ning wasn’t in the mood for chit-chat, and the cameraman wisely shut his mouth.

He still couldn’t help but wonder silently—where on earth is Xichuan Town? He’d never heard of it before, yet Sang Ning seemed so familiar with it.

[Isn’t Sang Ning supposed to head to the city to sell peaches? Why is she driving to Xichuan Town instead?]

[Quick question: where exactly is Xichuan Town? Has Sang Ning been there before? She seems to know the place really well.]

[I think I read somewhere that Xichuan Town is famous for its canned yellow peaches. There are tons of factories in town producing canned peaches.]

[Is Sang Ning planning to sell her yellow peaches to a factory? Don’t be ridiculous—factories buy peaches by the ton, and her entire truckload is just a few hundred kilograms. It wouldn’t even be enough to fill their cracks.]

[Exactly. Plus, factories have fixed suppliers for raw materials. Does Sang Ning really think she’s so incredible she can convince factory managers to buy her loose peaches?]

The livestream was filled with skepticism. Everyone was certain Sang Ning would return empty-handed.

An hour later, Xichuan Town.

The pickup truck rolled to a stop in front of a canned goods factory. Sang Ning stepped out of the vehicle and headed straight for the factory. The cameraman tried to follow her, but she stopped him.

"Don’t go in. With that camera on your shoulder, people might think a news station is here for an undercover investigation."

Xiao Zhao was thus ruthlessly left outside the factory. He had no idea how long Sang Ning would be inside, so he simply returned to the pickup truck to wait.

[Damn, why wouldn’t she let Xiao Zhao follow? I’m dying to know what she’s actually doing in there.]

[Maybe she’s engaging in some shady deal. I mean, she’s beautiful—let the factory manager touch her a few times, and those peaches would surely be sold.]

[Which filthy creature crawled out of a septic tank to say something so vile? Is your brain filled with nothing but toxic waste?]

While viewers were fiercely arguing back and forth, all eyes remained glued to the livestream, waiting for Sang Ning to reappear.

Ten minutes later, Sang Ning re-entered the frame. Beside her was a chubby, middle-aged man with a huge belly.

The man seemed to be chatting and joking with her. At one point, he even shook her hand, and the livestream comments exploded.

[See? I told you she went in there to seduce someone. Disgusting. All this just for a show? I heard rumors before about Sang Ning having improper relationships in the industry—looks like it’s true now!]

[Making up sleazy rumors from a single shot? You pathetic losers really are vile!]

[Let me guess, you’re probably the same guy spreading those earlier rumors about Sang Ning. I genuinely feel sorry for her—being ogled by you lowlifes is revolting!]

Xiao Zhao, seeing Sang Ning and a middle-aged man walking toward the truck, hurriedly got out with the camera.

Sang Ning stopped by the pickup and introduced the man to Xiao Zhao: "President Wang, this is our program’s cameraman. Just pretend he’s not here."

After speaking, she climbed into the truck bed with ease and grabbed a yellow peach. She handed it to President Wang, who stood waiting with his hands free.

"President Wang, take a look. The quality of these yellow peaches speaks for itself—they’re perfect for making canned goods."

President Wang took the peach from Sang Ning, weighed it in his hand, noting its size and fullness. He rubbed the peel a few times before biting into the flesh.

After chewing for a few moments, President Wang clicked his tongue in satisfaction and nodded, "The texture is crispy, and the juice bursts in your mouth. The flavor is both sweet and tart—definitely suitable for canned peaches."

Sang Ning pulled down two baskets of yellow peaches from the truck and placed them in front of President Wang. Gesturing casually, she said, "President Wang, the peach in your hand was picked at random, no special selection involved. Feel free to choose from these two baskets—every single peach is big and sweet, guaranteed to impress you." freёweɓnovel.com

President Wang bent over and picked out three or four peaches from each basket to taste-test.

Sang Ning didn’t rush him; she simply stood quietly, waiting.

A few minutes later, President Wang straightened up, his face glowing with delight, clearly very pleased.

"Alright, I’ll transfer thirty thousand yuan to you as a deposit right now, and I’ll send a few people to Yuan Village to collect the peaches. How does that sound?"

With a wave of his hand, President Wang, seemingly delighted, pulled out his phone to make the transfer.

Sang Ning pressed her lips into an awkward smile. "Sorry, President Wang, I lost my phone and haven’t had the chance to replace it."

"Hah, it’s hardly a big deal. No problem at all." President Wang waved it off and stepped aside to make a call.

After a short while, a young man came running out of the factory carrying a small box in his arms and a black plastic bag in his hand.

"President Wang, here’s the cash and a phone for you!"

"Alright, you can leave now. Go organize a team to head to Yuan Village with Miss Sang."

President Wang took the items from his assistant and handed them to Sang Ning. "Miss Sang, here’s thirty thousand yuan in cash and a phone. The phone is a gift from me—don’t worry about it."

Sang Ning glanced at the phone; it appeared to be the latest high-end model from a certain brand. She instinctively pushed it back toward him. "President Wang, I can accept the money, but I really can’t take the phone. It’s worth ten thousand yuan—it’s far too extravagant!"

President Wang pushed the phone back toward her again: "It’s just ten thousand yuan—not that extravagant. I’ve bought a phone for everyone in my family, and this one was originally meant for my daughter. But she didn’t like the color, so I got her a different one. This one’s just sitting here unused. Do me a favor and take it off my hands as scrap, will you?"

Sang Ning: !!!

[Good lord, President Wang, can you please notice me? I’ve been a professional scrap collector for a hundred years. I specialize in picking up ’garbage.’ Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!]

[So this is what wealth disparity looks like? I’m still struggling to pay off 24-month installments for this phone on a payment app, and you’re telling me it’s just scrap?]