It was a day later when Situ Jing regained her strength and broke free from her restraints.
She followed the trail to the Sauddin tribe, only to find, by sheer bad luck, that the chieftain was discussing the buying and selling of people with several of his confidants.
At the very last moment, all Situ Jing heard was, "Buy a few people, prepare to infiltrate the Kili Mountains mine, and then chop them up and wrap them in rice."
"Buying people" means bribing someone, and "chopping up" means chopping the prepared meat into small pieces to wrap in rice, both used to win people's hearts.
Situ Jing has completely misunderstood!
A cruel smile instantly appeared on her face; whether they did it or not, she was determined to get revenge.
Those people spoke the accents of these primitive tribes. Last time, Fifth Master said that these savages even tried to double-cross and swallow up that batch of diamonds.
Situ Jing had never been insulted like this before, and she was so angry that her fists clenched and cracked.
Soon after, news spread that several elders had died tragically and that the clan leader had fallen seriously ill but had been saved.
When Vala received the letter, she handed it to Master He. In the luxurious room, Master He was leaning against a tiger-skin sofa, with a seductive woman massaging his shoulders behind him.
"Hehe, Situ Jing is the daughter of the Third Concubine, everyone in the circle knows that. Besides, that woman is not someone to be trifled with. Who would be so bold?" The woman coiled around him like a snake and lit the cigar in Master He's hand.
Who delivered the letter?
When Wala gave the letter to Master He, he noticed that the marks on the letter looked like ants crawling on the ground. It took him a long time to make out a single sentence.
Master He frowned. This dog-paddle style of writing must not have been written by a child, right?
Vara guessed, "It looks like it was written by someone who doesn't know how to read."
Hou Taotao achieved his goal, which was to make them guess in this direction. Otherwise, who would have the time to kidnap someone and deliver a message?
Zhao Xiaoyue didn't care about anything after the incident. She frowned as she held the pattern that was sent to her. What the hell was this design?
It's not a mountain, it's not a bird, she turned the paper upside down to look at it, and it looks like a flower but it's not a flower, and it's not a beast either, it's so complicated!
She curled her lip in disgust, tossed it into the drawer, and ignored it.
As the year draws to a close, things are getting busier and busier.
Hou Taotao notified Zhao Xiaoyue in advance that there would be an end-of-year meeting on the 29th, but since all the employees were on holiday, only the ten of them attended the meeting and then stayed up to welcome the New Year together.
The first twenty days of the twelfth lunar month are their busiest time, while the next ten days until the fifth day of the first lunar month are for eating, drinking, having fun, and resting. The brothers do nothing but play mahjong, throw cards, drink, and get together to strengthen their bonds.
Zhao Xiaoyue had no objections; she also happened to have something to say.
Early on the morning of the 29th, Zhang Xiaomeng drove Zhao Xiaoyue to Changyuan.
The road was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and restaurants and shops were advertising special offers.
When we arrived at Daochang Garden, the roses that had been hanging on the wall were gone, leaving only neatly trimmed withered branches.
"Aren't you going to hang red lanterns today?" Red lanterns were hanging in every corner along the way, but this place was different, elegant and solemn yet exuding luxury.
Zhang Xiaomeng stood aside and said, "I don't know. Brother Tao said that for more than ten or twenty years, hunters have never worn red or green decorations."
So Hou Taotao used precious woods, trees, flowers, and plants to decorate the homes of companies or groups of people.
Zhao Xiaoyue pulled her clothes tighter around herself. "Okay, let's go!"
At nine o'clock in the morning, all ten people arrived, dressed in suits and ties, their hair neatly combed, and they all bowed to Zhao Xiaoyue with clasped hands, saying, "Take the helm!"
This is a tradition passed down among hunters, a ceremony to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new, expressing their heartfelt obedience and loyalty to the helmsman.
Zhao Xiaoyue was dressed very formally today. Her hair was tied into a small bun and secured with pearl hair clips. She took off her down jacket and wore a specially made little dress that was both cute and dignified. She nodded slightly and made a soft "sit" sound, exuding an air of authority.
Everyone sat down properly, with Hou Taotao at the head, and each of them reported to Zhao Xiaoyue on the situation of the company they managed.
Zhao Xiaoyue listened quietly, opening relevant materials as she spoke, showing great professionalism.
This year's biggest profit came from Chen Jinghuai's steel mill, followed by Yu Muqi's clubhouse, then Hou Taotao's martial arts training ground, and then Liang Cheng and the other mine managers.
In the 1990s, the country vigorously developed the secondary and tertiary industries, so these profits are not surprising.
After that, it was the turn of the mine managers, with Geng Qiusheng giving a speech.
The mining operations at both mines have faced significant obstacles, but nothing major has happened except for the incident involving the Dragon Journey Department this year. Everything is generally going smoothly.
They mostly sell the raw stones without processing them, but if they encounter stones of particularly good quality, they will keep them or auction them off.
Three hours later, the nine people finally finished their year-end summaries.
Zhao Xiaoyue took a sip of the flower tea in her teacup and said, "Hmm." Leaning back in her rosewood armchair, she said, "I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them."
Everyone: "Yes, sir!"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "Take Ma Taiping in Northwest China as an example and share your views."
He was under Hou Taotao's jurisdiction, and everyone knew that the person in charge wanted to get rid of Ma Taiping.
Hou Taotao replied solemnly, "Captain, this hunter cannot be allowed to live."
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes curved slightly. "But how to get him to leave is a problem."
Needless to say, they all understood that Xiao Xiaolin had already set his sights on the Northwest. Moreover, given his behavior in Kyoto, he might be some kind of tyrant in the Northwest.
But if this person is removed from hunter management, those farms will have to send people to take over, which is also very troublesome.
It's unrealistic to expect that people in the Pu family's hometown can truly resolve their issues through force.
After twenty minutes without a definite answer, Zhao Xiaoyue said, "The 70% should be handed over directly to the state and managed by the government. The remaining 30% should also be handed over and allocated to the people in those areas by the government."
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