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"So that's how it is, Xuesong, you're so nice!" Ling Qingyue was so moved that she threw herself into Feng Xuesong's arms.

I can’t ask any more questions. Just let Zhou Yi follow him tomorrow.

Ling Qingyue curled her lips slowly.

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"Oh, Xiaoyu, luckily you asked me to stop selling clothes. A lot of people have been arrested in the past few days, and the situation has suddenly become strict."

Wei Wuyan gasped and patted his chest in relief.

The sun has been too strong these days and he feels like he's about to melt.

Feng Lingyu looked at the sweat dripping down Wei Wuyan's body and curled her lips in disgust, "Hey, go take a shower and change your clothes before talking to me. You stink."

You can also take a shower in the toilet on the first floor of the small villa, but you have to boil the water yourself.

After Feng Lingyu said this, Wei Wuyan really felt that there was some indescribable stench on his body.

He blushed in embarrassment. After all, he used to be a well-dressed young master. Now, no matter how unkempt he was, it would be too exaggerated if he smelled bad.

"I don't have any spare clothes either..." Wei Wuyan said awkwardly.

Feng Lingyu took two steps back and said with disdain: "I have it! Go now and I'll put it at the door for you!"

Wei Wuyan felt that he had discovered something: "How come you have men's clothes?"

"I still have some dead people's clothes, do you want them?" Feng Lingyu glared at him.

Wei Wuyan shuddered and said obediently, "That...is not necessary. Hehe, I'll go take a shower now!"

The temperature is too high now, as high as 37 or 38 degrees. Just sitting at home and doing nothing will make you break out in a thin layer of sweat.

Feng Lingyu has been negotiating a contract with people from a Shanghai pharmaceutical factory these days. It hasn't been finalized yet, but both parties are interested.

As for why they had to go to the Shanghai Pharmaceutical Factory to negotiate with Chen Zenian's order...

To sum it up, Feng Lingyu can't stand people who pretend to be cool.

When Yu Jun made his introduction speech that day, he was so arrogant that the conference room couldn't even contain him. He was almost flying in the sky, and he even looked down on the Qingshan Village Rural Cooperative represented by Feng Lingyu.

Feng Lingyu was a person who held grudges, and he took note of the grudge in his heart at that time.

Now Feng Lingyu is here to buy at the bottom.

Without the Shanghai Pharmaceutical Factory as a big customer, why does she think he is still so arrogant?

Yu Jun’s speech that day actually revealed a lot of information.

First, the factory’s output value is very high.

The second is that the relationship with the government is good.

Based on these two points, Feng Lingyu could conclude that the price of medicinal materials they sold to Shanghai pharmaceutical factories must be not cheap.

However, due to pressure from leaders and the lack of other suppliers, Shanghai-listed pharmaceutical factories had no choice but to swallow their anger.

Now that there is a new choice, Shanghai Pharmaceutical Factory must be eager to get rid of the control of Shanghai Medicinal Materials Factory.

All of this was done in secret, so by the time the military found out about it, the matter had already been settled.

Even if Yu Jun and others are dissatisfied and put pressure on the leaders, why can't others choose cheaper and better medicinal materials?

Leaders can't be completely unreasonable, right?

Thinking of Yu Jun's expression at that time, Feng Lingyu laughed out loud.

Wei Wuyan held his dirty clothes, standing there hesitantly, not daring to move.

Xiaoyu's smile is so evil, I wonder who she is plotting against now...

"What are you doing standing there?"

"Nothing? I'll wait until you finish laughing before coming over to avoid disturbing your good mood." Wei Wuyan said with a flattering smile.

Feng Lingyu: “…”

Just a few minutes after coming out of the shower, Wei Wuyan's hair was almost dry.

"This damn weather is too hot this year..."

"These clothes and pants are a bit big for me. Whose are they?" Wei Wuyan kept chattering without stopping.

His trouser legs were a little long and he rolled them up.

"You're too short." Feng Lingyu took a look and laughed out loud.

"Am I short?" Wei Wuyan pointed at himself in disbelief.

This suit was made for Shen Huaiyu. Wei Wuyan was not short at 182cm tall, but his trouser legs were a lot longer.

"Uh..." Feng Lingyu said again: "Maybe your legs are too short."

Wei Wuyan: "..."

"The truth hurts. Who told you to keep asking..." Feng Lingyu said guiltily.

Men seem to have a strong sense of self-esteem when it comes to height...

As the saying goes, there is no man who is 179cm tall in this world.

Wei Wuyan glared at Feng Lingyu aggrievedly, and saw a cup of fruit tea on the table.

He took it and took a big gulp. The honey and the light fruity aroma were refreshing and wiped away the heat. He breathed a sigh of relief: "I won't bother with you, hum!"

The two joked for a while and soon got down to business.

"Don't worry about selling clothes. If you don't have enough money, ask Wang Minghui for it. I'll use my share. From now on, the stall in Shanghai will be handed over to you."

Since the business cannot be done, we can't just ignore the people following us.

As long as the money is enough, the level of loyalty will naturally increase.

"Originally, everyone stopped doing it after hearing the news, but for some reason, a group of people secretly started doing business again. Many people were arrested last time, and most of them were from that group." Wei Wuyan suddenly said.

He thought this was very strange.

"Do you know the origins of that group of people?" Feng Lingyu raised his eyebrows.

Since they came out after hearing the news, it proves that the group is short of money...

"I heard from a friend that there seems to be someone behind them, it's..." Wei Wuyan pointed to the ceiling, "They are very brave and well-informed, and they don't seem to be afraid of being caught."

Feng Lingyu raised an eyebrow: "Then we may be in trouble this time. We don't know how long it will take for this chaos to end. Everyone wants to tighten their clothes. Who dares to come forward to protect them?"

"Remember to help me find out who is behind them."

"good."

Feng Lingyu lowered her eyes, and her crow-feather-like eyelashes concealed the lively light in her eyes.

Is that you?

Ling Qingyue.