60s: After My Parents Died, They Left Me a Huge Inheritance

Feng Lingyu, a max-level ability user from the apocalypse, chose to perish with the Zombie King to save humanity. Reborn, she carries her max-level abilities and finds herself in the body of an orp...

Chapter 665: The Rich Man Who Can Explode Gold Coins All Over His Body

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Wang Minghui's business in Beijing cannot be compared with Wei Wuyan's small business in Shanghai.

His business has continued to expand in recent years, and the entire Beijing underground black market follows his lead.

With Jing City as the core, his sphere of influence even radiates to the surrounding areas. With such a large trading volume, wouldn't it be easy for him to acquire the medicinal materials of Qingshan Village?

Besides, they are all family members, so there is no need to worry about being cheated.

"Do you think what Wang Minghui did can be exposed now? He can buy the medicinal materials from Qingshan Village, but how can he explain this to Secretary Cao?"

Feng Lingyu glanced at Wei Wuyan. If things were really that simple, there would be no need for Wang Minghui to take action. She could just buy the herbs and put them into the space.

The problem is that the destination of these medicinal materials must be exposed, and finding "legal" buyers is the key.

"What should we do? It's obvious that Ling Qingyue just wants to disgust you, so she went to find Chen Zenian." Wei Wuyan clenched his hands and said angrily.

"I have a good idea. If we can make the deal, although it won't bring as much benefit as cooperating with Chen Zenian, at least these herbs won't be wasted."

"What idea?" Wei Wuyan asked impatiently.

"Do you still remember Yu Jun?" Feng Lingyu narrowed his eyes slightly. "I have investigated him before. He used Luo Ruiwen to force Shanghai Pharmaceuticals to buy medicinal materials from him at high prices. Now that Luo Ruiwen has fallen, do you think Shanghai Pharmaceuticals are still willing to swallow their anger?"

"They definitely won't want to be taken advantage of again!" Wei Wuyan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Xiao Yu, you mean...cooperate with Shanghai Pharmaceuticals?!"

The Shanghai Pharmaceutical Factory is now definitely in urgent need of finding a new supplier. If Qingshan Village can successfully take over the position of the Shanghai Medicinal Materials Factory, Xiaoyu’s problem will be solved.

"Yes, actually, before I came to Shanghai, I had considered Shanghai Pharmaceutical Factory as a backup option. I just didn't expect that the cooperation with Chen Zenian would be so smooth."

Before Feng Lingyu came to Shanghai, she was actually not sure whether the medicinal materials from Qingshan Village could be selected by Chen Zenian, so she had already thought of a retreat plan early on.

Anyway, the trip to Shanghai cannot be in vain.

Feng Lingyu spoke with regret: "It's a pity for those machine production lines."

If this batch of production lines were available, within five years, Qingshan Village could develop into a leading medicinal material base in the country.

Wei Wuyan knew how much Xiaoyu was looking forward to this batch of machines, so he said comfortingly: "Chen Zenian hasn't mentioned breaking the contract yet. Everything is just our speculation. There's no need to be so pessimistic. What if he doesn't agree to Ling Qingyue's request?"

Feng Lingyu just smiled and said nothing.

I hope so.

Although Chen Zenian is sometimes not a decent person, he is rich and is a rare and tyrannical financial sponsor.

In Feng Lingyu's eyes, he is a rich man who can get gold coins all over his body.

Feng Lingyu didn't want to be his enemy unless it was absolutely necessary.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that she has a deep affection for him. She just wants to cling to Chen Zenian’s thigh and try to get the best out of him.

"Chen Zenian has already sent people to Qingshan Village to inspect the goods. I guess he has doubts about my identity. After being Ling Feng for so long, I am still a little uncomfortable with returning to my true identity."

Although she said so, Feng Lingyu's expression revealed excitement and anticipation, and murderous intent flashed on her face: "Well, to deal with Ling Qingyue, I should use my real identity."

"I want her to know clearly that it was me—Feng Lingyu—who sent her to hell!"