If you think about it carefully, there are quite a lot of things to prepare for the Chinese New Year.

Fried meatballs, fried pork strips, fried dough cakes, fried twisted dough sticks, stuffed sausages, made aspic, pickled garlic, pickled radish strips, pickled cabbage, pickled vegetables, steamed buns, steamed dumplings...

These things are not just for the New Year's Eve dinner; the food is meant to be eaten until after the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month for the "New Year" to be considered complete.

Liu Hongjun is clumsy with her hands, so every year she gets her New Year's goods from her older sister Liu Hongmei's house. This year, when Old Man Liu is spending the New Year at Liu Hongmei's house, she is actually the happiest person.

Old Liu hadn't touched a kitchen knife for almost half a month. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he directed his two daughters to get busy, kneading dough, chopping chili peppers, and shredding cabbage. The three of them practically filled the entire kitchen, working up a great time.

Even Xu Milu, who tried to help, was ruthlessly driven out.

After all, in the eyes of the elders, controlling the kitchen is equivalent to controlling the "voice" of the family. Even if Xu Milu can handle things on her own in the kitchen, she is still a "child" at home.

Xu Milu shrugged helplessly.

Everyone in the family was busy. Her uncle Hao Xu and Sun Zhi were washing the car, while Xu Minian and Hao Chen were playing games on the sofa. She was the only one with nothing to do.

After thinking for a moment, she made an excuse to go back to her room to make a phone call, locked the door from the inside, randomly selected a location in Sichuan or Chongqing to send the message, and then turned on the phone belonging to "Ren Honghe".

She has always been very cautious and never confused the identities of "Xu Milu" and "Ren Honghe", nor has she ever started filming in other places.

Not many people have this phone number. New messages kept popping up on WeChat. When Xu Milu opened them, she found that most of them were from Zhang Cang.

Chat messages from December 13, 2022:

[Zhang Cang: Boss, the Agricultural University people are here again. I managed to fool them as you said, and this time I only sold them 100 jin of giant, delicious radish seeds.]

Ren Honghe: Hmm.

...

Chat messages from December 18, 2022:

[Zhang Cang: Boss, we're running low on the seeds for our 6,000 jin (3,000 kg) giant delicious radish. Should we restock?]

[Zhang Cang: The seed payment has been transferred to the research institute's account. Boss, you can withdraw it at any time.]

Ren Honghe: Hmm.

[Zhang Cang: Professor Qin from the Agricultural University is here again, and he brought a batch of meteorite materials. If possible, could we give them the seeds of the wheat ear egg?]

[Zhang Cang: [Meteorite Image 1].JPG]

[Zhang Cang: [Meteorite Image 2].JPG]

[Zhang Cang: [Meteorite Image 3].JPG]

Ren Honghe: Yes, that's fine.

...

The latest message was sent three days ago, and she hasn't had a chance to check it yet.

[Zhang Cang: Boss, something seems off lately. People around the company keep asking about our research institute.]

Inquiring about information?

Xu Milu calculated the time. According to the days, the wheat ear passion fruit in Qin Haitao's hands had already passed the seedling stage. Anyone from the Agricultural University who wasn't stupid could see the value of the wheat ear passion fruit.

So, is this the first time that "Ren Honghe" has finally attracted official attention?

Xu Milu seemed to be deep in thought.

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As the Lunar New Year approaches, families are celebrating and reuniting, but a certain meeting room is packed to capacity.

The slides on the presentation board kept changing, and the flickering lights shone on everyone's faces, creating an indescribably heavy atmosphere in the conference room.

The men and women sitting in the conference room were not young; they were wearing black uniforms and had "National Security" badges hanging on their chests.

The slides were filled with information related to the Honghe Research Institute.

"Ren Honghe, female, 35 years old, possibly born in 1987, place of origin unknown, ancestral home unknown, complex social relationships."

"On November 17th, this person, posing as a returned overseas Chinese, made a full investment in 'Linong Seed Industry,' and the source of the investment funds was a local jewelry store in Sichuan and Chongqing."

A tall, thin young man stood in front of the demonstration board, explaining with a serious expression:

"The jewelry store manager confessed that the five million yuan was payment from Ren Honghe for the sale of gemstones to their store. The money was not handled by Ren Honghe and was all deposited into the research institute account that was then owned by 'Linong Seed Industry'."

"Wait a moment."

Someone in the seat suddenly interrupted:

"There's absolutely no other information about Ren Honghe's identity? Her immigration records, birth records, education, and even her past are all blank. Zhou Xiang, are you trying to tell me she's some kind of undocumented immigrant who suddenly appeared out of nowhere?"

Zhou Xiang, standing on the stage, immediately replied:

“This is the focus of our attention. According to our investigation, the ‘ping-pong grapes’ and ‘giant delicious radishes’ that appeared online are related to Ren Honghe, but customs cannot find any records of them, including the import and export records of the seeds.”

The people behind the conference table began to whisper among themselves.

“This person is extremely suspicious, with an unknown identity and a complex social background. Our investigation revealed that her identity information was also fabricated and fabricated, obtained through a forged ID card created by criminals. Moreover, she is extremely arrogant, not only using a false identity to carry out her activities, but also investing in Linong Seed Industry's seed research institute, renaming it 'Honghe Research Institute'.”

Zhou Xiang's eyes were sharp:

"To put it simply, there is no such person in China! I suspect her motives, so I request her immediate arrest!!"

"I disagree!!!"

The conference room door was pushed open with a thud, and a middle-aged man with a square face slowly walked in:

"Do you even realize how much damage your actions are causing to the country?!"

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