Eighty-Five Sturdy Little Spicy Wife

Nan Zhi asked Aunt Zhao and others to tie up Zhang Yancui and the hooligans and throw them onto the tractor.

Nan Zhi drove the tractor, pulling Zhang Yancui and the hooligans around the village.

The villagers got up early, and were teased by the chug of the tractor and Zhang Yancui's crying, they all ran out to watch the excitement.

Aunt Zhao stood in the tractor, stretched her neck and asked Nan Zhi, "Girl Zhi, why are you dragging Zhang Yancui around the village?"

Nan Zhi replied with four words: "Knock the mountain and shake the tiger!"

Aunt Zhao didn't understand what it meant.

Seeing the increasing number of villagers, Nan Zhi raised her voice and said loudly: "Fathers, folks, my aunt brought a gangster to my warehouse to make trouble! I tied her up and sent her to the police station ! In the future, if anyone’s family is bullied by hooligans or makes a fool of themselves, they will yell loudly, and the whole village will be mobilized! There’s no reason that everyone in our village is afraid of a few hooligans, isn’t it!”

Not only the fat aunt suffered from Zhang Yancui's loss, but also other villagers!

They have long had enough of Zhang Yancui's family being dragged to the sky, and when they heard Nan Zhi say this, they also shouted: "Yes!"

Nan Zhi looked at Lin Xuetao who was hiding in the crowd.

Lin Xuetao's face of a white-faced scholar seemed to have knocked over the palette at this moment, very wonderful.

He found Nan Zhi looking at him, quickly lowered his head, covered his face and ran away.

Pooh!
Nan Zhi looked at his back with contempt, she was really blind, to be cheated out of her money by such an embroidered pillow!

After she's been busy for a while, he must let him return the 5 yuan to her with interest!

A cold gaze fell on Nan Zhi's face, like a sharp blade, wishing to tear her apart!
Nan Zhi looked at Zhang Yancui's home and saw Nan Xiaoxi standing on the ladder.

Nan Xiaoxi heard the movement from the street, climbed up the ladder, and met Nan Zhi's gaze.

Nan Zhi smiled coldly, it wasn't the tiger she wanted to shock!
It's Nan Xiaoxi, the white-eyed wolf with a rotten heart!
The Southern Guards, Zhang Yancui brought several hooligans over, and they were about to take her turn.

Whether it is 85 years or 36 years later in 2021, this will be a fatal injury to women!

It can be said that life is worse than death!

She knew that Nan Xiaoxi urged them to do this!

Nan Xiaoxi wanted to devour her orchard and big tile house, which can be said to be greedy.

But to torture her like this is purely bad!

Nan Xiaoxi tightly gripped the ladder's handrail, looking at Nan Zhi's sneer.

Hatred is like a red-hot knife, stirring in her heart!
This village girl thought that if her mother was arrested, she would be able to frighten her?

dream!

She slowly climbed down the ladder and looked at Nan Zhendong who was standing in the yard.

Nan Zhendong looked at Nan Xiaoxi with a frown, and complained, "Xiaoxi, some of my brothers have been arrested again! Look at what you did!"

Nan Zhendong was arrested regardless of Zhang Yancui.

"Brother, don't worry. Nan Zhi didn't suffer any harm. At most, your brother was locked up and released. Now you drive me back to the county. Today I will completely cut off Nan Zhi's way of making money." .”

Nan Zhendong warned: "The county is not our village. After yesterday's accident, although my brothers did not confess you and me, the police station also kept an eye on me. You must not smash that juice factory again gone."

Nan Xiaoxi touched her swollen face, "Brother, I'm the one who will fight in person, and you don't need to do it. I just need to move my mouth, and Nan Zhi can't earn a penny."

When Nan Zhendong heard what Nan Xiaoxi said, he had no choice but to believe it first.

Nan Xiaoxi said again: "By the way, big brother. Have you found the place where Shen Yan's mother lives now?"

……

Nan Zhi drove the tractor and dragged Zhang Yancui and the gangster to the police station.

But Director Zhang was overjoyed!
These hooligans are all well-known bastards, Director Zhang has long wanted to punish them!

The time has come to 09:30.

Nan Zhi didn't exchange pleasantries with Director Zhang. After leaving the hooligans behind, she drove the tractor to Letian Juice Factory.

She made an appointment with Ye Minghui at ten o'clock.

Ye Minghui lived and ate in the fruit juice factory, and when he heard the chug of a tractor, he hurried out of the house.

What she saw was Nan Zhi driving the tractor into the yard.

The sunshine in late autumn is just right.

Under the blue sky, Nan Zhi was wearing two jet-black braids. She had a small face with slender eyebrows and confident eyes, making her look particularly sassy.

It made Ye Minghui's heart beat so fast - why is such a young and beautiful girl getting married soon!

What a pity!

"Why half a carload of apples?" he asked.

"That's a long story to say." Nan Zhi jumped off the tractor and ordered Aunt Zhao and others on the truck to unload the apples.

She turned to Ye Minghui and said, "It's ten o'clock now, let's go through the transfer procedures first, and then change the name of the juice factory to Nanjiayuan Juice Factory."

Ye Minghui was stunned: "You want to change the name of the juice factory?"

Nan Zhi looked at Ye Minghui with a half-smile: "What? You disagree?"

Of course he disagrees!

This fruit juice factory is all his painstaking efforts. He only made a name for this juice factory in Huai'an County for two years.

If Nan Zhi wanted to change his name, wouldn't it have wiped out all his hard work?

Ye Minghui persuaded: "Nan Zhi, if you change your name, you have to start over. My juice is selling very well, and someone in the market has already recognized this brand."

"I've bought your juice factory. Apart from getting dividends, this juice factory has nothing to do with you. How can I use your original name again? Isn't this a disadvantage for you? Don't worry, I can't let you do the bad thing. Not only the name is changed, but even the juice formula is my own. You just have to wait for the end of the year to get the dividends. Believe me, I can definitely let you put it at the end of the year All the costs invested have been recouped.”

Ye Minghui was stunned again: "You don't use my juice formula?"

"Since I know how to repair your imported machines, why don't I know the formula of juice?" Nan Zhi looked at Ye Minghui with a smile, "Do you still have any questions?"

Ye Minghui shook his head, Nan Zhi didn't use his juice recipe or his original name, so why would he be dissatisfied?
As for Nan Zhi not giving him money, he didn't really care.

If it wasn't for Nan Zhi's help, the fruit juice factory would either close down or fall into the hands of Nan Zhendong and Nan Xiaoxi brothers and sisters.

Since he promised Nan Zhi that he would give this fruit juice factory to Nan Zhi as long as Nan Zhi helped him avenge him, he naturally kept his word.

He was also very curious about what kind of juice Nan Zhi, a young girl from the countryside, could make!
How could he sell the juice under the nose of Nan Zhendong, a local snake!

He smiled and said, "Let's go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to go through the formalities! It's not convenient to take a car here, so I'll drive you there by car."

He pushed Er Ba over, patted the back seat, and said to Nan Zhi.

And at this moment, Shen Yan drove a motorcycle into the yard, with his long legs propped on the ground, "A'nan, do you want to go through the formalities? I'll take you there."

Nan Zhi saw Ye Minghui's thoughts on her, and Shen Yan appeared just in time, "Okay. Ye Minghui, my husband and I will go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to wait for you first."

I man.

Shen Yan hooked his lips, glanced at Ye Minghui, and carried Nan Zhi away.

Ye Minghui had no choice but to chase after him on his Erba.

……

After completing the formalities, on the way back to the juice factory, Ye Minghui said to Nan Zhi, "Nan Zhi, please give me 200 yuan first! I'll go to the glass bottle factory to buy bottles, and work will start in the afternoon."

Nan Zhi had two dollars with her, and it was money for lunch.

The rest of the money was left to her mother for weddings.