When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

"What did you say?"

Ichiro Kuroda was completely confused and wondered if he had just heard something wrong.

"They should have arrived at the NRC research institute by now, right? But you don't have to worry too much, because they also brought a live reporter with them, so... even if you want to do something to remedy the situation, it seems to be useless."

Lin Xinran reminded kindly.

Inoue Yuko quickly realized that something had happened to NRC. She was so angry that she felt the blood rushing to her head. She looked at Lin Xinran with vicious eyes and subconsciously clenched her hands.

What he wanted to do most at this moment was to slap Lin Xinran a few times. It would be best if he could beat this bitch to death and tell her not to interfere in their affairs again.

Lin Xinran looked at him, raised her right eyebrow, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Before you scold me in your heart, you might as well think about how to minimize your losses. What do you think?"

"good very good!"

Inoue Yuko looked at Lin Xinran deeply, with murderous intent in her eyes not concealed at all, as if she didn't care that Lin Xinran would be on guard, or perhaps, in her eyes, Lin Xinran didn't have any other power except for having some money.

Lin Xinran looked at the backs of Inoue Yuko and Kuroda Ichiro as they left, with a thoughtful expression.

She didn't think they would give up on NRC like this. They would definitely take some action, but she didn't know what the action would be.

Zhao Sinian casually put his phone in his pocket. "This incident has already made international news and has become a hot topic in China, but because the information has not been fully disclosed, many domestic netizens do not believe that there is anything wrong with the NRC cosmetics brand they have been using."

Lin Xinran nodded thoughtfully: "Well... it doesn't matter. What they care about is whether they have substitute cosmetics to continue using. After all, some people have sensitive skin, so they won't easily change the brand of cosmetics. When I return to China, I will cooperate with domestic cosmetics brands with better quality inspection."

By then, we can open a Chinese-made cosmetics direct-sale enterprise in the United States, so that domestic cosmetics can go abroad.

In the past, it was the big foreign cosmetics brands that took Chinese people’s money, but now, it’s time for the tide to turn.

The time soon came to half past six.

Lin Xinran and his group came to the second floor of the guild hall from the auction exhibition hall on the basement floor of the mansion.

The decoration style of the second floor is very similar to that of the first floor, and all the scenes in the lobby on the first floor can be seen from the second floor.

At this time, special chefs on the second and third floors began to prepare dinner in the glass house, and the aroma of food could be faintly smelled throughout the mansion.

The Rockforni couple were eating dinner at the largest table on the second floor. The table was big enough to seat ten people, but there was no one at the table.

After all, only those who could sit and eat with them had to be invited by the couple themselves. If they were not invited, no one would dare to sit there and eat with them without their permission.

Mr. Rockforni immediately noticed Lin Xinran, who was very conspicuous in the crowd. He recalled what she had just said in his mind. Combined with the news he had just seen on his mobile phone while resting in the club's personal lounge, he immediately understood what she meant.

He looked up at the bodyguard waiting on the side, then pointed at Lin Xinran who had just come upstairs and gave him a look.

The bodyguard immediately understood what he meant, nodded, and walked towards Lin Xinran.

"Ms. Lin, Mr. Rockforni wants to see you."

Lin Xinran understood, a smile appeared on her face, and she nodded gently: "Thank you."

The other guests dining on the second floor were shocked to see Lin Xinran and the other three Chinese sitting together with Rockford.

It seems that Mr. Rockford is really optimistic about the development of Huaxin Group.

"Ms. Lin, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Fu, please take a seat."

The gentleman smiled very gently and gentlemanly, pointed to a seat nearby and invited them to sit down.

The bodyguard pulled out a seat very gentlemanly and let Lin Xinran sit down.

Maybe because the two of them wanted to talk about something, Lin Xinran sat very close to the gentleman, and Zhao Sinian and Fu Sicheng sat next to her.

There were all kinds of delicious food on the table, which were colorful, fragrant and tasty. However, no matter how delicious the food was, the focus of today's meal was not them, but Lin Xinran.

"Ms. Lin, I wonder what kind of company you want to open in the United States. If possible... I wonder if there is any opportunity for me to invest. Of course, I can help you. I only need 5% of the shares. What do you think, Ms. Lin?"

how about?

All I can say is that she was very satisfied.

This is how smart people chat. Some things don’t need to be said explicitly, those who understand will understand.

The meal was very relaxing and enjoyable, but at this moment, the atmosphere at the American NRC Group was completely different.

Burgeo (Chairman) sat in the main seat in the middle of the conference room, looking gloomily at Ichiro Kuroda and Yuko Inoue who were too quiet to speak. He felt so angry that his teeth were itching.

"What should we do? Huh? Tell me! You caused this yourself!"

Burgeo slammed the table, his breathing quickened and his cheeks flushed.

It can be seen that he is very angry.

The special assistant at the side was a little frightened when he saw him like this, afraid that he would faint from running out of breath, so he put his hand in his pocket holding the quick-acting heart pills, ready to take them out and stuff them into his mouth at any time.

Ichiro Kuroda swallowed his saliva and said, "Although the laboratory has been closed, the pharmaceutical factory and cosmetics still have a chance to make amends. We can quietly dispose of the substandard goods now and replace them with the recently produced batch of qualified goods."

Bulcho snorted coldly: "That's easy to say. We should thank God that we can keep a pharmaceutical factory now. There is no qualified goods at all!"

Especially those cosmetics.

The ingredients of those cosmetics are completely different from those of other ordinary cosmetics. Most of them contain unqualified drugs, so the quality of their production is also unqualified. However, the advantage is that people will not have skin problems in the short term, but the effects of those cosmetics on the body are irreversible.

If they want to produce qualified products, their R&D team will have to conduct a complete new research, which is impossible to produce in a short time.

Ichiro Kuroda was silent for a moment, unable to think of any other solution.

Inoue Yuko tapped the table with her fingers, looking so ferocious as if she wanted to eat someone.

"We can handle it according to what Ichiro Kuroda said."

When he said this, Ichiro Kuroda was also stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

Inoue Yuko looked fiercely at the content displayed on the large screen in the conference room: "If we deal with all the goods tonight, they will have no substantial evidence."

What good would it do even if there were some data and document evidence?