The Journey to Godhood in Another World

Chapter 146 Investing in an Instant Noodle Factory

Xiang Wanwan successfully won the championship of "Heavenly Voices of Children". With her outstanding performance, she won the precious opportunity to perform on the Spring Festival Gala stage. She will sing the heartwarming and inspiring song "Invisible Wings" in front of the national audience.

Meanwhile, Luo Li's work trip in Beijing also came to a temporary end. After being busy for so long, she was looking forward to returning to her hometown and feeling that long-lost peace and warmth, so she bought a plane ticket back home and resolutely embarked on her journey home.

When Luo Li arrived home, the sky was already dyed orange-red by the setting sun, and the afterglow shone on the old house, exuding a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

She walked into the room she hadn't been to in a long time, and gently peeled off the dust covers from the furniture. Instantly, dust danced wildly in the beams of the setting sun.

Luo Li didn't complain at all. She picked up a broom and a rag and began to clean carefully, leaving no corner untouched.

After a busy day, the room was finally restored to its usual tidiness. Exhausted, she lay down on the bed and quickly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, before the first rays of sunlight had fully illuminated the earth, Luo Li got up early. She carefully prepared the items for worshipping her ancestors and, with a devout heart, went to the cemetery where her parents and grandmother were buried.

The cemetery was nestled in a tranquil mountain forest, with the three graves situated in a corner at its edge, closely adjacent to each other. Luo Li slowly walked to the graves, gently set down the items in her hands, and slowly knelt down, her fingers lightly tracing the inscriptions on the tombstone.

She spoke softly, "Mom and Dad, Grandma, I'm back. I've been through so much these past six months. Sometimes I felt lonely while I was away, but I know you've always been in my heart, giving me strength. Although I'm not your real family, since I've taken this body, you will always be my family. I will live well with your love in my heart." Luo Li's voice was gentle yet firm, echoing in the tranquil cemetery.

Just as Luo Li was immersed in her "conversation" with her deceased relatives, a sharp and urgent fire truck siren shattered the tranquil sky.

Luo Li suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw fire trucks with flashing warning lights rushing towards the instant noodle factory at the foot of the mountain.

A sense of unease welled up inside her, and without thinking twice, she followed the fire truck down the mountain.

As Luo Li got closer to the factory, thick smoke came into view. The black smoke surged and billowed like a demon, rising into the sky as if it would devour the entire sky.

The air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell, mixed with some dust from the burning, making it difficult to breathe.

When Luo Li ran to the vicinity of the factory, the scene before her eyes shocked her.

The main buildings of the instant noodle factory were engulfed in flames. The fire was extremely fierce, and the orange-red flames licked at the walls and roof of the factory, making crackling sounds like the roar of a demon.

The window panes shattered under the high temperature, making a crisp breaking sound, and shards flew everywhere.

The various equipment and mountains of raw materials in the factory became accomplices in the spread of the fire, which, aided by the wind, quickly spread in all directions.

The firefighters acted swiftly, skillfully connecting the fire hoses and aiming the high-pressure water guns at the raging fire.

White jets of water, like silver dragons, surged towards the sea of ​​fire, attempting to suppress the rampant flames.

However, the fire was too intense, and the water spray only suppressed it briefly before it reignited.

Among the onlookers, someone anxiously said, "Why is this fire so hard to put out? I wonder if there are still people inside!"

Another person responded, "I heard there's a lot of flour and cooking oil in the factory, which are all flammable materials. The fire will definitely be difficult to control." A murmur rippled through the crowd, and everyone's face was filled with worry.

Luo Li's gaze searched through the chaotic scene. She saw Lao Cao, the person in charge of the instant noodle factory, sitting on the ground, looking dejected and staring blankly at the burning factory.

His hair was disheveled, his face was covered in dust and sweat, and his clothes were blackened by soot. He looked as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

Luo Li walked to Old Cao's side and asked softly. Old Cao's voice was hoarse, filled with endless pain and despair as he said, "This is our family's ancestral instant noodle brand, passed down for several generations. Recently, a foreign company has been trying to acquire it, but I haven't agreed. I said this is a craft passed down from our ancestors, and we can't just sell it to foreigners like this. I never expected... that they would use such despicable means."

As Lao Cao spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, and his body trembled slightly; it was a grief that went deep into his bones.

Luo Li was filled with anger and sympathy. She inquired with those around her and learned that in recent years, many domestic brands had indeed struggled under the pressure of foreign capital, and some had even been acquired by foreign companies.

These foreign investors will stop at nothing to achieve their goals. Looking at the mess in front of her factory, Luo Li secretly made up her mind to help this old brand overcome its difficulties.

After several hours of strenuous firefighting efforts by firefighters, the fire was finally extinguished.

But by this time, the instant noodle factory was completely destroyed. The factory buildings were blackened by fire, most of the equipment was damaged, and the ground was covered with ashes and broken items.

Old Cao remained sitting there blankly, as if he had lost all his strength.

Luo Li walked up to Lao Cao and said firmly, "Boss Cao, don't be too sad. I'm willing to invest in your factory and help you rebuild this brand. This is our national brand, and it can't just fall apart like this."

Old Cao looked up, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt. He couldn't believe that anyone would be willing to lend a helping hand at this time.

Luo Li continued, "I know this is not an easy task, but as long as we work together, we can definitely do it. I believe in your craftsmanship and the value of this brand."

Looking into Luo Li's determined eyes, Lao Cao felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He gripped Luo Li's hand tightly and said excitedly, "Girl, thank you, thank you for believing in me and this brand."

To help Lao Cao rebuild his factory, Luo Li invested a lot of money, introduced new equipment, and hired professional technicians.

Old Cao also rallied, passing on his ancestral skills to the new employees without reservation, and, at Luo Li's suggestion, innovated and upgraded the products.

With Luo Li's help, the instant noodle factory gradually recovered. The newly produced instant noodles not only retained the traditional flavor but also saw significant improvements in taste and packaging, and were warmly welcomed by consumers as soon as they hit the market.

This national brand, which was almost consumed by fire, has been revitalized under Luo Li's protection, becoming a model of the rise of domestic brands and inspiring more people to protect and pass on those precious national treasures. Of course, that's a story for another time.