The fat man was driving the car while looking at Xiaoqi in the rearview mirror.
Xiaoqi immediately put away the computer on her lap, took out the makeup mirror and looked at her face.
I couldn't help but frowned: "Brother, can you see the road when you drive? Is there something on my face?"
"What do you think?"
The fat man had a complicated expression on his face.
"Look at your face, it's all red."
Xiao Qi was happy: "Just now, Xiaoyang and I were picking strawberries and drying them in the backyard."
"Really?"
The fat man rolled his eyes: "Xiao Qi, let me ask you, what do you think of Xiaoyang?"
"Great."
"very good?"
"Of course!"
"How does it compare to your brother?"
Phew.
Xiao Qi laughed outright: "Brother, please don't embarrass yourself. You're a bit far from Brother Xiaoyang, aren't you?"
"you……"
The fat man was speechless, as he was choked and couldn't speak.
Because after thinking about it, it seemed to be true.
"I'm saying...are you really...what are you doing with Xiaoyang?"
"What's going on?"
Xiaoqi looked puzzled, but his eyes turned inexplicably, as if he had thought of something.
The fat man looked as if he understood what was happening.
"Don't you know that you and Xiaoyang are on the news?"
"news?"
Xiaoqi was even more confused, but for some reason, he took out his cell phone and opened the video he had just watched with Zhao Xiaoyang in the back mountain.
When those barrages popped up, Xiaoqi and Zhao Xiaoyang felt a little embarrassed.
At this moment, I subconsciously swiped to the comment area, and instantly a comment with a high number of likes was pushed to the top.
That's a link.
"It's confirmed that Xiaoqi's boyfriend is the legendary mysterious man from Nanshan."
"Authoritative report from Hailing City's local media!"
This was followed by a wave of comments expressing shock.
Li Xiaoqi was a little dumbfounded.
I couldn't help but click on it and immediately understood.
That was the last time Baoheju cut the ribbon. She just stood by and took a few short videos.
But she didn't expect that in the end she gave Zhao Xiaoyang a close-up, and Zhao Xiaoyang also came up to greet her. Then the reporters cunningly found an angle and took a photo of the two of them leaning against each other intimately.
"Uh... Brother, you believe this, weren't you there that day?"
Xiaoqi was speechless.
What the hell is going on?
Hearing this, Fatty Li raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether he was excited or disappointed: "Then there is really nothing going on between you and Xiaoyang?"
"Go away, stop talking nonsense."
Li Xiaoqi rolled his eyes at the guy, no longer caring about anything, and continued to open the computer to edit the video.
Fatty Li curled his lips and said, "Actually, Xiaoyang is really good. I admire him a lot."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoqi just rolled his eyes, pushed down his baseball cap, and was too lazy to say anything to Fatty Li.
However, when I was editing the video, I saw Zhao Xiaoyang's appearance in the picture, and I felt inexplicably guilty.
Then he deftly operated with his hands and directly edited out the footage of Zhao Xiaoyang, turning it into a shot introduction of the back mountain scene.
But after thinking for a while, he smiled and edited it again.
What the hell is going on? Today's self-media are so good at making up stories.
I clearly have nothing to do with Brother Xiaoyang, so why should I feel guilty?
Thinking about this, Xiaoqi started rendering the video and prepared to post it according to this version.
At this time, in the Jianguo Processing Factory, Li Xiuqin, who had rarely gone out to play mahjong today, walked over.
"Boss lady! It's so rare!"
Zhao Si had just finished helping unload goods at the factory today and was squatting at the door with a cigarette in his mouth, thinking about where to make money in the afternoon.
Ever since the cherries were sold out, I have been helping out at the tea factory, and now I am helping the processing factory move goods every day. I am very busy and having a great time.
The guy's face is no longer wrinkled.
Li Xiuqin glanced at Zhao Si and asked, "Where's Old Xu?"
"Hi, I just finished moving the goods and am in the office!"
Li Xiuqin nodded and walked straight inside.
Xu Jianguo was indeed on the phone.
"Okay, Mr. Li, I promise to increase the supply. I'm also urging Guangcai to deliver. You've been getting the goods so quickly lately that I can't keep up."
On the other end of the phone, Li Qiangdong was smiling.
Previously, in order to help Zhao Xiaoyang, he contracted a large share of Nanshan Village's Bailu tea.
At that time, I thought that with the distribution channels of the Li Group and the relatively low price of Nanshan white tea in the market, I would not lose money anyway.
But who would have thought that Zhao Xiaoyang's white tea would soon win the top five of the Golden Leaf Awards and be included in the national gift list!
Zhong Jianye even mobilized the city’s resources to promote the event.
A group of people from the Tea Association even used Nanshan White Tea as a topic of bragging, especially Hu Yunjin, who had privately approached Li Qiangdong several times, hoping to become the national agent for the goods in his hands.
However, times have changed and Li Qiangdong doesn’t have enough goods to sell!
He even felt a little regretful that he didn't take them all at the beginning.
Fortunately, Li Qiangdong has already made an agreement with Nanshan Tea Factory on the Cold Dew Tea, which is about to be produced at the turn of autumn and winter, and will sell it to Hu Yunjin at a higher price.
As for now, that is impossible. The goods he has are already sold out before he can even put them on the shelves.
The appeal of the Golden Leaf Award is indeed not to be underestimated, especially for this kind of award that was previously unknown in the mid-range market, which became famous overnight.
Not to mention how the tea tastes, the hype of the new product Golden Leaf Award alone is enough to make it popular for a while.
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