With continued, gradual operation, taking over the entire Zhongzhou Province market is only a matter of time.

Then, taking advantage of Xiangyue Milk Tea's downfall, they can find someone to switch and acquire several local milk powder factories to open second and third factories, thus enabling Xiangpiaopiao to monopolize the Zhongzhou Province market.

Lin Yifeng also entrusted all these matters to Lin Cuilan, and when there was a need to discuss business, he would let Guo Fengsheng handle it. He only needed to wait quietly for Xiangpiaopiao milk tea to develop.

At that time, Xiangpiaopiao milk tea will become Lin Yifeng's leading enterprise, a giant in Zhongzhou Province with a monthly income of tens of millions.

...

Makino City.

After finishing his business in Gongcheng, Lin Yifeng returned to Muye.

On the very night he returned, Ye Wuzheng invited Lin Yifeng to Yan Bingshan's house for dinner.

However, Ye Wuzheng was not going this time; only Lin Yifeng was there.

Lin Yifeng, carrying several black plastic bags containing fine tea, cigarettes, and cooked food prepared by Pang Donglai, paid a visit to Yan Bingshan.

However, the person who opened the door surprised Lin Yifeng.

"Uncle Wang?"

You're here too?

Wang Qingguo squinted and chuckled as he scolded Lin Yifeng.

"Old Yan! Old Li!"

"Look at Xiao Lin! He's a boss now! He doesn't even want to see me anymore!"

"What do you mean I'm here too?"

Li Baoshan and Yan Bingshan, who were drinking tea on the sofa inside the room, also burst into laughter.

Lin Yifeng quickly explained.

"Uncle Wang! What are you saying!"

"I just didn't expect you guys to come too."

"I didn't prepare enough!"

Yan Bingshan and Li Baoshan also came to the door to greet them and took the things they were carrying.

Yan Bingshan reprimanded him in a lecturing tone.

"You're here, what did you bring?"

"Old Li, you like tea, so you can take this home and drink it. I don't really like it."

"Qingguo, take a pack of cigarettes with you when you leave."

As he spoke, he came to the sofa, opened the black bag, and took the initiative to help Lin Yifeng distribute the gifts.

This indirectly helped Lin Yifeng avoid the embarrassment of not bringing enough things.

Seeing how much Yan Bingshan doted on Lin Yifeng, Li Baoshan chuckled and teased him.

"Old Yan, oh Old Yan!"

"Look at you, if we hadn't known..."

"I thought Yifeng was your own son, you're taking such good care of him."

At this moment, Yan Bingshan's wife in the kitchen was also complaining.

"It would be wonderful if Xiaofeng were my son."

"Whose child is so sensible?"

You'll all be so envious then!

Li Baoshan and Yan Bingshan laughed heartily.

Lin Yifeng stared at the scene before him, his mind racing as he pondered what they wanted from him.

Logically speaking, if something happened, Yan Bingshan could just call him; there was no need for all three of them to contact him.

Lin Yifeng became wary and just laughed it off in response to the three men's remarks.

During dinner, Yan Bingshan and the other two didn't talk about work at all; they mainly chatted about everyday things, and the three of them praised Lin Yifeng highly.

Lin Yifeng was still observing the three people's reactions, but he couldn't figure out exactly what they wanted from him.

After dinner, Yan Bingshan gave the three of them a wink.

"Want to go grab a smoke?"

Li Baoshan took out a cigarette case and a lighter and walked towards the study.

After arriving at the study and closing the door, all three lit cigarettes. They knew Lin Yifeng didn't smoke, so they didn't offer him any.

Inside the room, by the window, Yan Bingshan smoked a cigarette while asking Lin Yifeng a serious question.

"Xiaofeng."

"Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with Meng Lulu?"

Li Baoshan and Wang Qingguo also had serious expressions, their eyes fixed on Lin Yifeng.

Lin Yifeng wiped away his cold sweat, having more or less guessed that Yan Bingshan and his team's investigation had progressed from Meng Lulu to his own.

Lin Yifeng dared not be careless in this matter.

He explained in detail how the two of them met, including the fact that Meng Lulu had once invited him to launder money.

The three of them gasped in shock upon hearing this.

One hundred million yuan was deposited into the account.

Anyone else might have lost control long ago, let alone Lin Yifeng, who was just an ordinary small business owner in Muye City back then, before he became wealthy.

If he had worked for Meng Lulu back then, he probably could have made a lot of money.

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingguo frowned.

"And all this money of yours?"

"Uncle Wang, you don't need to worry about my money, it's absolutely clean."

Lin Yifeng explained with a smile.

"The main reason is that I have many companies under my management, so I don't need to get involved in that kind of gray industry."

"And didn't I recently open a milk tea factory?"

"I reckon the milk tea factory can make a lot of money too."

Li Baoshan and Yan Bingshan nodded slightly.

They knew a little about these things within the province, and the Industry and Commerce Bureau was very anxious, hoping they could help connect them with Lin Yifeng.

After all, Wallace and Mixue Ice Cream alone can bring in a lot of revenue for the Bureau of Industry and Commerce in a year, not to mention that Lin Yifeng's milk tea factories are all over the entire Zhongzhou Province.

If a deep collaboration can be achieved, Lin Yifeng could become a flagship enterprise under the Administration for Industry and Commerce.

The three of them looked at each other.

They hadn't expected Lin Yifeng to confess so readily.

At least in terms of ideological awareness, Lin Yifeng is much better than most enterprises in the province, so there is no need to use any means to investigate.

Yan Bingshan took a heavy drag on his cigarette, then let out a long sigh.

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