Guo Chenpi had a few people willing to risk their lives for him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have grown so big and become a famous real estate tycoon with assets exceeding 100 million.
She would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life if she followed him, but just thinking about his methods of tormenting people still made her feel scared.
The reason Guo Chenpi kept her by his side was because a fortune teller told him that only a woman born in the Year of the Rooster, preferably in May, could protect him from misfortune.
Judging by the timeline, he should be meeting the fortune teller soon.
Tang Jiajia had considered running over Qiao Xiaoni with her car, but firstly, it was too risky. Secondly, what impact would the death have on her? After much deliberation, she could only think of using someone else to do the dirty work.
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Before they knew it, the day arrived for the opening of Workshop No. 1. Having gained experience from running a breakfast shop, Qiao Haisheng remained outwardly calm and put on new clothes.
The others also happily changed into their new clothes.
Su Chenhao had arranged two cars in advance, and they arrived as soon as the time came. Everyone got on and sat down.
We arrived at the workshop after about 20 minutes.
When renting the house, I only considered that the space needed to be large. After such a long renovation, the whole yard has been completely transformed.
Cao Ping hired more than a dozen female workers, some of whom had received professional training and were already able to operate the machines independently.
Qiao Xiaoni believes that as long as the production line is running, producing thousands of bottles of sauce a day is no problem.
The current industrial chain is just starting out and is sufficient; the only concern is the availability of raw materials.
After much thought, she decided to use the chili peppers from her spatial storage for the time being, while she could purchase other ingredients elsewhere.
The opening attracted many people, including neighbors and a few officials of varying ranks.
Most importantly, reporters actually came and interviewed Qiao Xiaoni, as if they wanted to dig up her entire family history.
Upon learning that she was a college student, and a freshman at that, the news was so exciting for the reporter that he kept writing in his notebook.
Qiao Xiaoni had dealt with reporters for several years and knew exactly what they wanted to do, knowing what she could and couldn't say.
At 10 a.m., the workshop officially opened for business after a ribbon-cutting ceremony under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
I booked several tables at a large hotel not far away. Anyone who contributes a gift will be invited to the banquet at the hotel, and two bottles of free sauce will be given as a bonus.
The lively opening ceremony thus came to a close.
After the rest of the group left, Qiao Haisheng breathed a sigh of relief: "My goodness, this is a much bigger event than breakfast."
“Isn’t that right? My palms were sweating the whole time, and they’re only getting a little better now,” Li Meihua chimed in.
Tao Chunfang, holding her waist, said, "Thank goodness it's over. I could barely stand. I want to go home and rest."
“Then I’ll go back with you first. I’m exhausted after a whole morning.” Li Meihua supported her daughter-in-law’s arm.
When Qiao Dashan heard that they wanted to go back, he quickly ran ahead and flagged down a car, instructing the driver to take them to their destination before closing the car door.
Tao Chunfang sat in the car: "I found that Dashan has changed, and there is something indescribable about him."
"No matter what she becomes, she's still your man, and I know that about my son." Li Meihua's face was full of smiles. She was really happy today; the family had another source of income, as her daughter had told her. She could earn over ten thousand yuan a month in the future—she could hardly believe it.
In just six months, our family has undergone tremendous changes; our ancestors have truly shown their power.
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