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Chapter 64: Being Plotted Against (1/2)

Chapter 64: Being Plotted Against

When Su Lanlan found Li Pengcheng, she was still gentle and lovely. She was pretty, and the scar from a wasp sting on her face was covered with powder. She still looked kind and simple.

"Secretary Li, there are some things in my life that I shouldn't be involved in, but you gave me the opportunity to work in the food factory, and I can't just sit back and watch. The man I saw unloading coal at our food factory today, was he He Qingshan?"

Li Pengcheng was very grateful to Su Lanlan and smiled: "It's He Qingshan, what's wrong, do you know each other?"

Su Lanlan looked disappointed, her hands twisted together, and she looked a little hesitant: "This man is from my neighboring village. There was an accident in their coal mine factory, and people died there. Their coal is actually low-quality coal, which is problematic, and the coal is often not delivered on time. In short, the He family has a bad reputation in our area."

In fact, these were all words she made up, but because Su Lanlan had saved his relatives, Li Pengcheng instantly became serious.

He put down the cigarette in his hand and said solemnly: "If this is the case, then we definitely cannot cooperate with him. Xiao Su, thank you for reminding me! Our food factory needs a lot of coal every day, thank you for telling me this."

After saying that, Li Pengcheng walked quickly to the reception room, and as soon as he entered, he was a little cold to He Qingshan: "Comrade He, I'm really sorry. I'm afraid we can't cooperate with you on the order of coal. We have a problem here."

He Qingshan was a little surprised and immediately asked: "Secretary Li, what exactly happened..."

In Li Pengcheng's eyes, He Qingshan is now a murderer and a black coal mine boss, so he didn't want to say anything extra. He just waved his hand and said, "That's enough. We are all busy. Since we can't cooperate, I won't take up your time."

Seeing the other party's firm attitude, He Qingshan swallowed all the words in his mind. He was also a man with self-esteem. He could discuss cooperation on an equal and frank basis. If the other party showed that he looked down on him, he would not have to chase after him to curry favor with him.

He Qingshan was about to leave the food factory, but he felt somewhat regretful and puzzled.

He was riding his bicycle in the cold wind and couldn't help but sigh. He had planned to buy clothes and shoes for Suningning in the past few days, but the order from the food factory failed. How could he buy them?

He Qingshan wandered around again, looking for people he knew to treat them to dinner and tea, trying to see if he could find some connections to introduce some business, but it was a wasted afternoon.

He was feeling a little depressed physically, but when he entered the house in the evening, he smelled the tempting aroma of food, and his body and mind instantly felt refreshed.

Su Ningning had made some money in the past few days, and she was in a good mood. She ran out to buy a fish, sautéed it with scallions, ginger and garlic, and also made a bowl of noodles with scallion oil.

When He Qingshan got home, Sun Ningning was busy. He heated the oil and put some scallion, ginger and garlic in it. The aroma came out immediately. Then he poured in the soy sauce, light soy sauce and sugar juice and simmered it on low heat for ten seconds. This made the scallion oil for the noodles.

The aroma of scallion oil wafted out from the window, and an old lady on the third floor couldn't help but ask loudly: "Hey, what is this? It smells so good!"

Su Ningning smiled and stuck her head out and said, "I made scallion oil! I'll serve you some later, and you can cook some noodles to eat with it!"

The people downstairs heard it and poked their heads out to shout, "He Qingshan's wife! Can you give me some too? I have fried eggs made by Youcai at home. I'll give you some! Let's exchange!"

Su Ningning quickly said: "I've done a lot of work!"

There are three floors in a courtyard, and a total of six families live in it. They couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

He Qingshan was watching downstairs, and his mood, which was not too bad originally, suddenly became bad.

His wife is amazing!

In the end, Su Ningning really distributed the scallion oil to several neighbors. The neighbors did not take her scallion oil in vain. Some gave her scrambled eggs, and some gave her two radishes. Su Ningning smiled, and after sending the neighbors away, she quickly took out the noodles, rinsed them with cold water, poured scallion oil on them, and put them in front of He Qingshan.

"Mix it yourself. If you think it's too bland, add a little more. There's also chili oil over here."

As she spoke, she brought up the braised fish. He Qingshan responded, lowered his head and took a big mouthful of noodles. He was a little surprised for a moment.