Wen Shanshan pouted and muttered a little jealously: "Qingzhi told me a few days ago that she was making persimmon cakes."

"That's not the point." Wen Siran said, getting back to the point. "This time the online opinions are very unfavorable to Fuwang Farm, and those news are all official news. Even if we want to help, we are afraid that we will do more harm than good."

Wen Shanshan stamped her feet anxiously: "What should I do? That Gudao Farm is really bad."

"If there really is something wrong with the things on the farm, then it's not wrong for the other party to expose it." Jiang Xiao said rationally.

Wen Shanshan snorted and asked him, "Which side are you from?"

"Shanshan, don't you still have classes?" Wen Siran looked at the time and reminded her.

Wen Shanshan had to hurry to class, and before leaving, she reminded him, "Then you must discuss how to help Qingzhi, and don't let her be hurt by the public opinion on the Internet."

She still remembered that last time, Qingzhi was very sad when she encountered these things, and she was able to comfort Qingzhi at that time. Now she was far away in Kyoto and could not comfort her, so she could only ask her brother for help.

After Wen Shanshan left, the eyes of the three people in the room changed.

Jiang Xiao narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "If there is really something wrong with the rice on the farm, it would be easy to explain. In this case, the rice on the farm has no problem at all and its nutritional value is very good. I am afraid it is even harder to hide it."

"What did your teacher say?" Wen Siran asked.

Jiang Xiao remembered what his teacher had told him, that these things must be kept secret and not revealed to outsiders, but...how could his brother be an outsider, and besides, this matter concerned Qingzhi. In the end, he was bribed by Qingzhi's mooncakes and the vegetables and eggs that were often sent to him.

He sighed, and just like last time, he said without hiding anything, "My teacher said that the attitude of the higher-ups is very vague right now, but they won't harm anyone. They have been studying the water brought from the spring on the farm and adding it to the medicine for injuries. The effect is very good. They are also studying Qingzhi's medicine and found that it is indeed effective for Parkinson's. If they can figure it out, Parkinson's patients will be saved. It will be a major breakthrough."

Huo Fengyan asked: "What else?"

Jiang Xiao looked at Huo Fengyan: "That's all. I've told you everything I know."

Huo Fengyan: "I don't believe you, there is something else you haven't confessed."

"What's the legitimate reason?" Wen Siran was the most confused.

Jiang Xiao: "To treat the heavy metal problem in farmland, if only the fields of Fuwang Farm are fine, then it would be easy to study. You know, although my teacher is a doctor on the surface, he has always been working for the higher-ups behind the scenes."

"You too?" Huo Fengyan said calmly, then picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip, "This tea is cold and not tasty. I'll go back first."

"How can you help Qingzhi without discussing it?" Wen Siran asked in surprise.

Huo Fengyan stood up and said, "No need for help."

Then he stood up and left.

After getting in the car, Huo Fengyan drove back to the company and returned to the separate lounge in the office, with the WeChat video on his mobile phone still on.

There was no one on the other end, so he asked, "I'm back at the company, and I'm alone now. What are you doing?"

Xu Qingzhi's voice came out from the receiver: "I'm home too, peeling chestnuts. My parents went to the back mountain to catch chickens. They said they want to have chicken stewed with chestnuts tonight. The chicken stewed with chestnuts my mom made is so delicious. I'm drooling just thinking about it."

"Did you hear what I said before?" Huo Fengyan asked.

"Well, but it's not good to let me eavesdrop on your conversation like this, right?" Xu Qingzhi chuckled.

Huo Fengyan said confidently: "I have to tell you what I am telling you anyway, so why not just let you hear it directly."

"Then you really won't help me?" Xu Qingzhi asked.

Huo Fengyan: "I thought you didn't need it. Isn't everything under your control?"