Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 99 Everyone Comes to Pick Up Bargains

After finalizing the alliance target, Sang Ning led a large group of people toward the distant hill.

As they gradually ventured deeper into the small town, they realized there were many houses hidden from view at the entrance.

Anazhen hadn’t been developed yet; it felt more like a primitive little village.

Every household had a plot of land fenced off in front of their courtyard. Vegetables were planted on either side with only a narrow path left in the middle, stretching from the inner house to the courtyard gate.

Aside from small houses, every few steps, a whole field of farmland would appear, brimming with crops and presenting a vibrant, flourishing scene.

Some farmers working in the fields spotted Sang Ning and her group, hoisted their hoes over their shoulders, and walked over to the roadside, glancing at them curiously.

A woman with rolled-up pants and a straw hat waved at them and greeted warmly, "Bosses, are you here to inspect our town?"

The town mayor had already told them that big bosses might visit during this period to inspect the town and potentially build an astronomy tourism center. If the deal went through, villagers could make a lot of money in the future!

Upon spotting someone holding a camera and noticing the outsiders’ impressive looks and demeanor, the woman instinctively assumed they were the inspecting bosses.

Hearing her words, the other villagers’ eyes instantly lit up, and they gathered around, speaking all at once.

"Bosses, what do you want to know? Just ask us!"

"If you’re building a tourism center, does that mean you’ll need to acquire land? How will the compensation be calculated?"

"Boss, could you prioritize my land? My family’s plot has great feng shui."

[As expected, when it comes to building roads or anything else, villagers care most about land compensation fees.]

[Of course. Who wouldn’t want to be a relocation household?]

"Stop, stop, stop!" Sang Chuan quickly gestured with his hands, explaining to the villagers, "Dear folks, there’s been a misunderstanding. We’re not big bosses at all; we’re here to film a program!"

A program? People from the TV station?

The villagers’ eyes grew even brighter. An elderly man stepped in front of the camera, scratching the back of his head with a shy smile. After a few seconds, he nervously rubbed his hands and asked, "Which TV station are you from? Will these recordings be broadcasted?"

The photographer, momentarily caught off guard by the old man’s question, nodded hesitantly, "Broa... It’ll be broadcasted."

"Oh, I see." The old man straightened up, tugged at the hem of his shirt, and exaggeratedly and slowly said to the camera, "Hello, viewers in front of the screen! Our Anazhen boasts beautiful natural scenery and simple, honest people..."

The old man seemed to have opened up a floodgate, introducing Anazhen enthusiastically.

These words were all memorized in advance under the mayor’s guidance. Even though he hadn’t met any inspecting big bosses, promoting Anazhen through a TV program was still something positive.

Only by developing tourism could the villagers have prosperous lives.

The old man spoke energetically, and the photographer, who tried several times to interrupt, didn’t know how to proceed and eventually let him finish everything in one go.

"How was I? Did I perform well?" The old man tugged tightly at the hem of his shirt as he asked, looking a little tense. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

This was his first time facing a camera; it was incredibly nerve-wracking.

[Haha, the old man is so adorable, timid yet eager to step up. Clearly, he genuinely wants to help the town thrive.]

[I had no idea China has a place like Anazhen. With such warm hospitality, I’ll definitely visit if I get the chance someday.]

[The Anazhen Observatory seems to be nearing completion, and investors plan to build a visitor center there to establish Anazhen as an astronomy-themed tourist town. For those considering traveling, wait for the infrastructure to be perfected to enhance the tourism experience!]

Sang Ning was the first to applaud, cheering on the old man, "You were excellent, sir. Rest assured, as you wish, Anazhen will definitely become popular!"

Encouraged, the old man nodded forcefully at Sang Ning in response.

If that’s the case, then that’s wonderful news.

If the hometown developed, the village children wouldn’t have to go far to work anymore—they could earn money right at their doorstep.

...

After bidding farewell to the villagers, Sang Ning led the group onward.

Li Sulan suddenly said, "Don’t they just want to develop tourism? When I go back, I’ll tell my husband to casually allocate a few billion for Anazhen. Wouldn’t that solve everything?"

[I’m floored. To wealthy people, a few billion dollars are casually allocated!]

[Ah, the disparity of the world—it’s yet another day of equally resenting every rich person.]

Li Sulan’s tone was condescending, as if she were a high-ranking benefactor while the villagers were mere ants waiting for her charity.

Sang Ning snorted coldly, sarcastically replying, "You really are a great humanitarian."

Regardless of Li Sulan’s intentions, if she genuinely managed to secure a few billion in investments for Anazhen, it could still count as a good deed.

As they walked on, Sang Ning felt something was off. Why did the group seem to be growing larger?

She turned her head and saw Sang Youming, Qin Kai, Song Shiye, and Qin Jiaxiang sneaking behind them.

"Dad, what are you up to, skulking around like this?" Sang Ning’s gaze immediately locked onto Sang Youming.

Sang Youming held up a small leaf to cover his face. The leaf barely concealed his eyes, making his attempt futile as it looked like he was deceiving himself.

Sang Ning twitched the corner of her mouth. Was Sang Youming really under the impression that if he covered his eyes, he wouldn’t see anyone and no one would see him?

How childish!

Caught red-handed, Sang Youming moved the leaf away from his face and grinned sheepishly. "I saw Sang Chuan giving you the clue earlier. Following you must be the smartest move!"

Sang Ning: "..."

[Hahaha, the group keeps growing; forming alliances instantly loses its meaning.]

[Sang Chuan: Is this even polite? I was the one who originally suggested forming alliances—why is everyone copying me? I’m furious!]

Sang Chuan tilted his head left and spotted Song Shiye standing behind Sang Youming. He asked, "My dad followed us after seeing me hand the clue to my sister. Why are you guys tagging along too?"

"No reason needed. I firmly believe Sister Sangsang won’t lead us astray!" Song Shiye replied with inexplicable confidence.

"Heh." Sang Chuan’s eye twitched. "You lapdog! Can’t you think independently for once? Why do you keep clinging to my sister? She already has a sibling—me!"

[Song Shiye’s reasoning is even harder to argue against than Sang Youming’s.]

[Sang Chuan is upset—clearly, he’s secretly a sister-obsessed sibling.]

"Sister Sangsang, may I join your group?" Song Shiye blinked his big eyes and cautiously asked Sang Ning.

"Whatever, do as you please," Sang Ning responded calmly but with helplessness.

Could she even refuse? It’s not like she built the road herself; how could she stop them from following her?

[Haha, so Sang Ning leads the way while everyone else simply reaps the benefits?]

[Director Sun: The plan looked great initially, but this game’s entire dynamic just collapsed again.]