Chapter 675 Mutual Suspicion

"No, two. I'll have Master Q make two dresses for you!" Oona saw Fujiwara Sakurako wavering and immediately raised her finger. "Sister, do you believe me?"

Fujiwara Sakurako's heart moved.

But the point is, she doesn't think Oona's father can take the position.

They have decided to support the current Prime Minister.

"Let me think about it." Fujiwara Sakurako lowered her eyes.

Oona looked at Fujiwara Sakurako's expression and her eyes suddenly turned cold.

This time, she was not only trying to resolve her own issues, but also to understand the Fujiwara family's intentions. If the Fujiwara family supported her father, then this matter would definitely help her. Otherwise, it would not.

Now it is very obvious that Fujiwara Sakurako is unwilling to help herself.

It seems that the Fujiwara family can no longer stay...

Even if they are your relatives, if you don’t help them, then they are just obstacles!

They also have other people in the Fujiwara family, and they can let others inherit the group!

"Okay, I agree." Fujiwara Sakurako suddenly said.

Oona's evil thoughts suddenly stopped, and she smiled: "Sister, I know you are the best to me. I love you!"

Oona hugged Fujiwara Sakurako.

Oona asked Fujiwara Sakurako to stay for dinner before she left. After Fujiwara Sakurako returned home, she was worried.

Mrs. Fujiwara asked with concern: "Sakurako, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom..." Fujiwara Sakurako told Oona about her situation. "I don't dare to disagree. If I disagree, Oona will definitely know that we don't support them and will definitely take action against us."

"Damn it!" Mrs. Fujiwara was very angry. In the past, she would be proud of her outstanding niece, but now she just felt terrified. They were now desperate for power.

Mrs. Fujiwara caressed Fujiwara Sakurako and said, "Sakurako, don't worry. You don't have to do anything."

Fujiwara Sakurako looked at her mother and felt a little relieved, but she was also worried about the group's affairs.

Mo Yanchu had driven all their property out, and their plan to plot against him had failed. What should they do in the future? They couldn't afford to lose their territory in China like this.

Due to this anxiety, Fujiwara Sakurako fell ill.

The next day, news of Fujiwara Sakurako's high fever spread.

Oona was trimming flowers and plants, waiting for Fujiwara Sakurako to clarify the rumors about her, but unexpectedly, she waited for Fujiwara Sakurako to be sick first. Oh, oh, oh.

Oona snipped the flowers off fiercely.

"It's such a coincidence that you're sick at this time! Haha!" Oona was angry.

"Miss, what should we do now? Miss Sakurako can't clarify things for us, and the election is the day after tomorrow!" asked the servant.

"She's sick, so let me write the news for her." Ouna said coldly.

She asked someone to write a clarifying news and published it directly using Fujiwara Sakurako's account.

Fujiwara Sakurako is simple-minded, and Oona also knows her password.

As more and more people read the blog post, the matter was finally resolved. Oona put down her phone and asked the servant, "The Qiao family should be closing in."

…

China.

Capital city.

Qiao Group.

Qiao Changye had just finished his morning meeting when his assistant hurriedly said, "Boss Qiao, someone from Mingzhu Group is here."

Qiao Changye's eyes moved slightly, "Why are they here?"

"I don't know. You go first."

Qiao Changye came to the reception room. Two people from Mingzhu Group were sitting on the sofa. They were dressed neatly, had small eyes, and looked a bit mean. When they saw Qiao Changye, they smiled, and their smile made them look even more cunning.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao." Someone said, "I'm Matsumoto Minami, the CEO of Mingzhu Group."

"Hello, I wonder why you two are here today?" asked Qiao Changye.

The two seemed very surprised and glanced at each other. Matsumoto Nan asked, "Mr. Qiao, I didn't expect you to be so humorous! Of course, we're here today for the raw materials!"

"Raw materials? Sorry, we don't plan to cooperate for the time being." Qiao Changye said.

Matsumoto Nan's expression was even more surprised, and he almost laughed: "Mr. Qiao, are you kidding? Didn't we already sign the contract?"

"Sign a contract? We didn't sign it." Qiao Changye frowned.

Is there something wrong with these two people's brains?

Matsumoto Nan's face turned grim. He took out the contract and put it on the table. "Mr. Qiao, take a look for yourself! What's going on with you? You didn't even prepare the raw materials for us!"