Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Amy stared at the assistant in disbelief, "What did you say?"

The assistant pushed the daily in front of Amy, "Look, this is the news that the daily has been promoting for the past few days. Not only did the braised duck not collapse, but it also gained a higher reputation."

"How could this be?"

Amy clutched the newspaper and crumpled it up, exposing horrible veins on the back of her emaciated hands.

"It's impossible for Yan Wanqing to come up with the idea of ​​donating to charity. It must be the military adviser behind her. You send someone to investigate who advised Yan Wanqing."

Before the assistant came, he was afraid that Amy would make things difficult for him, so he did enough homework, "I investigated, and after Wen Jing, the original factory director of Braised Duck, had an accident, he was replaced by a 50-year-old man. This man used to work in a state-owned enterprise. He is relatively rigid, so he should not be able to come up with ideas for welfare."

This idea is very likely to be thought up by Yan Wanqing.

But Amy didn't want to admit that she didn't want a girl who grew up in the countryside to be so outstanding.

Even more unwilling to admit that she lost to Yan Wanqing.

Amy swallowed her saliva and asked, "Have the merchants we cooperated with made any moves?"

"They stumbled over the termination of the Braised Duck contract, but this time they learned to be smart and did not cancel the contract with us, but reduced the purchase volume."

Although Yan Wanqing has resumed cooperation with those merchants, she hates dishonest people the most. They break the contract after ordering the goods, causing the goods to be squeezed and causing losses to the stewed duck.

So this time when the cooperation resumed, Yan Wanqing revised the content of the contract and changed the share ratio. They didn't get any benefits, and they also got a bad reputation on the street.

"Ah."

Amy sneered, "These people are smart."

"How's the recent turnover of Mala Lo Mei?"

"Turnover is more than half less than before."

The stewed duck's move this time won a lot of goodwill, and they entered the market first, and people will naturally give priority to the stewed duck because of their preconceived notions.

If things go on like this, Braised Braised Duck will become an unstoppable brand in Haishi, while Spicy and Spicy Lo-Mei will come to an end.

The assistant suggested: "Miss Amy, otherwise, let's stop the loss in time and withdraw from the sea market."

Amy's creation of Spicy Lo-Mei was originally just for fun, and the purpose was to make the Braised and Braised Duck fail completely and let Yan Wanqing come to beg her.

However, Yan Wanqing is like a tenacious grass, no matter how much she beats and tortures, she still grows tall and straight.

The more she is like this, the more she wants to destroy.

"I haven't had a serious career for many years, and spicy lo mei is my new start."

When the assistant heard this, he immediately had a bad feeling.

"Miss Amy, what are you doing?"

"Prepare the car, I'm going to the factory for a meeting, and start a new round of competition with the stewed duck."

Amy grabbed the coat on the chair and left the hotel. The assistant looked at her firm back, sighed, and followed her fate.

If Amy is seriously hostile to a person, it must be bloody.

As soon as Amy's car drove into the factory, the security guard told Duan Wei the news.

Duan Wei was very excited. After squatting for so many days, he finally got an idea, "Have you remembered the license plate number?"

"remember."

Duan Wei wrote down the license plate number on the paper, before Yan Wanqing left, Duan Wei gave her, "This is the license plate number they wrote down."

Yan Wanqing took it and called Yan Zhengqing.

Yan Zhengqing was very busy, but when he saw his sister's phone call, he immediately burst into blood, "Wanqing, second brother's baby, you finally think of me."

The address of Yan Zhengqing made Yan Wanqing feel cold, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

Yan Wanqing rubbed her arms, "Second Brother, can you be normal?"

"Second brother is normal."

"..."

Well, she gave up on saving Yan Zhengqing.

It seems that work can really destroy a person's nerves.

"Second brother, I want you to help me investigate a car."

Yan Zhengqing was very straightforward, "It's a small matter, tell my second brother the license plate number, and I'll send someone to investigate."

Yan Wanqing reported the license plate number, and Yan Zhengqing wrote it down and handed it to the secretary, "Second brother will give you the results of the investigation in two days at the latest."

"Row."

As the second youngest of the Yan family, Yan Zhengqing has a very strong network of connections, and investigating a license plate number is only a matter of minutes.

Yan Wanqing is not worried.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and the sky will soon be dark. Duan Wei glanced at the gloomy sky, "Wanqing, it's getting late, you should go back first."

Yan Wanqing stayed in the factory for a day, and she was indeed a little tired, but she didn't force herself, "Uncle Duan, I'll go back first, and I'll trouble you about the factory."

"No trouble, no trouble, it's what I should do."

Yan Wanqing's high salary was not just for him to sit here and eat, just as a decoration.

The location of the factory is relatively remote, and there is no shuttle bus or taxi, so Yan Wanqing called the driver at home.

The driver said: "Miss Wanqing, the car that picked you up has already arrived at the gate of the factory."

"So fast?" Yan Wanqing was surprised.

"I know you're going to work in the factory today, so I'm waiting for you in advance."

Yan Wanqing was convinced, she carried her bag and went out.

There was a car parked at the gate of the factory, but it was not the one at home that was responsible for picking up Yan Wanqing.

The owner of the car was leaning on the car body, with long legs that had no place to rest, overlapping each other. He was handsome and charming, and looked at her affectionately with a pair of deep eyes.

For a moment, Yan Wanqing thought she was Jiang Mo's world.

She ran briskly, raised her bright face, "Why did you come to pick me up?"

No matter how happy Yan Wanqing was, she couldn't hide her haggard little face because of being busy and upset. Jiang Mo gently rubbed the bruises under her eyes with rough fingertips, "If I don't come to pick you up, how do I know you're so busy recently?"

"Actually, it's okay."

"Liar liar."

Jiang Mo directly exposed her lie.

Yan Wanqing pouted, she knew she couldn't hide it from Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo glared at her angrily, and opened the passenger door, "It's cold outside, get in the car first."

Yan Wanqing hurriedly got into the car, clasped her hands together and rubbed her cold little hands, Jiang Mo pulled the seat belt over to fasten it, Yan Wanqing smiled, "Thank you."

Jiang Mo kept fastening his seat belt and did not get up. A pair of dark black pupils stared fixedly at Yan Wanqing, who was made uncomfortable by his focused gaze.

The warm breath sprayed out from his nostrils kept teasing Yan Wanqing, and Yan Wanqing's heart, which was as calm as water, suddenly stirred.

"you you……"

Yan Wanqing swallowed, before she could ask anything, she threw something into her arms.

She was taken aback, and when she picked it up, she saw that it was a sleeve warmer. Yan Wanqing's heart was warmed to the touch, and she looked at Jiang Mo with eyes full of love.

With a bang, the car door was closed by him.

Yan Wanqing: "..."