Chapter 197 - 196 Could it be an infectious disease? (First update)

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Chapter 197: 196 Could it be an infectious disease? (First update)The factory’s reputation grew, and naturally, more people wanted to work there. With more workers, the demand for raw materials naturally climbed higher. Liao Xianghe was in charge of raw materials. He was quite capable; he had made contact with several chili traders in the town and arranged for daily deliveries. He was responsible for weighing the goods every day and then storing them properly. As a result, there were no problems with the supply of raw materials, and the factory could simply increase production. For Xiaofeng, the trouble caused by Lin Yue and Dong Hao had, on the contrary, helped the factory get on the right track formally. Once the factory was on the right track, many things became much easier. ... Dong Hao was sentenced to prison and fined ten thousand for bribing someone to sell poisonous products. Fortunately, it did not cause any major harm. As for Lin Yue, she was also fined ten thousand. But for Lin Jianguo, Lin Yue’s father, being publicly criticized at his workplace was unbearable. The criticism held him responsible for his daughter’s misdirection, which nearly caused a disaster. This outcome was unacceptable to Lin Jianguo. He was dissatisfied. Why should his workplace issue a public criticism? Apart from the fact that the incident had not caused any actual harm to anyone, even if it did, Lin Yue was also a victim. There was no reason for the criticism. "Luo Yuzhu." Lin Jianguo returned home with a lifeless energy. "Tell me, what’s the background of Su Xiaofeng? It’s just a small matter, so why is our unit taking it so seriously? I don’t believe she doesn’t have someone backing her." Luo Yuzhu’s mood had also been poor these few days. She had thought that after severing ties with Su Xiaofeng, the Lin Family would have nothing to do with her. Who would have expected Yueyue’s imagination to be so vivid as to link Su Xiaofeng’s factory and rental affairs to herself? And to accuse her of assisting Su Xiaofeng in secret, when had she ever helped? Yes, she had never helped Su Xiaofeng. How then did Su Xiaofeng take over the food factory and get in touch with Chief Yuan? Who had been helping her pull the strings behind the scenes? Could it be Ershun? Remembering how Ershun had been close to her a while back, it wasn’t impossible. She said softly, "Besides knowing Wu Ershun from the Wu Family, who else does she know? Jianguo, do you think it’s possible that Ershun is helping her?" Logically, Ershun wasn’t involved with family affairs and shouldn’t be concerned with this. When Luo Yuzhu made this suggestion, Lin Jianguo remembered the good relationship between Su Xiaofeng and Wu Ershun; if Ershun had intervened, it was indeed possible. "Your daughter is not as simple as she seems," Lin Jianguo had a knack for summary. Recalling the events of the past days, he concluded that each time they tried to do something to Su Xiaofeng, it never went smoothly. The significant action from his unit forced him to think in this direction. If Su Xiaofeng had Ershun as her backer, then everything made sense. Although Ershun did not manage the family’s affairs, the Wu Family’s eldest was seriously ill. The Wu Family’s future affairs would surely be handed over to him, and with just a word from him, some opportunists would undoubtedly rush to do his bidding. Yes, that had to be it. It all made sense now. Luo Yuzhu couldn’t quite describe her feelings. In the past, when Xiaofeng visited her, she would speak in a low voice, not daring to make eye contact, for fear that a single wrong word might displease her. But she had no real affection for her, nor had they spent time together. She wondered if Xiaofeng was pretending at that time, and if the Xiaofeng now was showing her true colors. "Jianguo, what are you suggesting?" Luo Yuzhu was perplexed by Lin Jianguo’s words. "She was picked up by you. If there wasn’t the grace of giving life, there was the grace of being picked up. We need not be close friends, but we shouldn’t be enemies for the time being either." Luo Yuzhu nodded, acknowledging that if the relationship could be maintained, then maintain it. If not, just making sure appearances were kept up was enough. "I understand," Luo Yuzhu nodded and wanted to clarify one thing to Lin Jianguo, "Jianguo, I truly didn’t involve myself with her factory business or the house rental." "What house rental?" Lin Jianguo looked at Luo Yuzhu with sarcasm. "I’ve checked the records. Chief Yuan sold the house to her family; the head of household is her father’s name." He knew it couldn’t have been a rental. "Impossible. Since when did Guaizi and his ilk become so wealthy? Starting a factory and buying a house takes a lot of money, right?" "So it seems your daughter has some abilities. The matters of her buying a house and starting a factory, how could they be completely unrelated to us? If you hadn’t thought of introducing her to the Wu Family back then, how could she possibly know Ershun? Without knowing Ershun, could she have managed to start a factory and buy a house?" For Lin Jianguo, if Su Xiaofeng could connect with the Wu Family, maintaining a relationship with her wasn’t out of the question. Upon hearing Lin Jianguo’s words, Luo Yuzhu instantly understood. Jianguo was suggesting she acknowledge that she had once helped Xiaofeng. Nodded, "Let’s hope this girl is grateful." ... "Wu Ershun," said Su Xiaofeng with amazement. "You can really handle things." Wearing a white tracksuit and looking sunnily handsome, Wu Ershun stood in front of Su Xiaofeng. "I haven’t come to see you for just a few days, and behind my back you’ve pulled off such a big deal. Are we still friends, Su Xiaofeng? Something this big happens, and you don’t even come to me." Although the factory was out of trouble now, the fact that Su Xiaofeng hadn’t sought his help had left him feeling disappointed. Did he really mean so little to her that she wouldn’t consider asking for his help? "It’s not that big of a deal. Nothing worth alarming you over." If it weren’t for Ye Cheng’s recorder, the situation would have been a lot more troublesome. Seeking Ershun’s help would only have been a last resort. Of course, even involving Ershun might not have been useful since Mr. Wu might not listen to him. Wu Ershun scratched the back of his ear, knowing well that involving him wouldn’t have been particularly useful; his dad probably wouldn’t have given him that much face. "How can Lin Yue be so thoughtless? What a waste of a girl." To go so far as to poison someone—how much must she hate Su Xiaofeng? Xiaofeng just smiled, offering no comment on Lin Yue’s actions. "Dong Hao was sentenced, only got three months. I think that’s too little, should have been at least three years." All grown up and still acting so childishly, it’s disgraceful. "How’s your brother’s illness?" Xiaofeng didn’t want to talk about this anymore and brought up Wu Yifan. Ye Cheng had brought back new medicine from the Provincial City, which should have been a big help for Wu Yifan’s illness. "He’s doing pretty well; he can eat and sleep now. Most importantly, his temper has improved." Ershun was happy to talk about his brother. "I was just on my way to thank Lao Liu. If he hadn’t stepped in, who knows how my brother would be doing now." "Oh, and give me a bottle of your family’s chili sauce, I’ll take it home," Wu Ershun remembered his actual reason for visiting and asked. Xiaofeng casually handed him a bottle. Wu Ershun took the bottle and left as Liao Xianghe rushed in, his face tense. "Manager Su, could you have someone check the scale for me? I need to make a trip to the hospital." A younger brother had just slipped him a note discreetly, saying that the Liao gang had taken a few brothers to the hospital. What was this damn Liao bastard up to? Xiaofeng frowned. "Did something happen to Auntie?" "No, my mom’s all right; it’s just I’ve suddenly got something to sort out." Liao Xianghe didn’t wait for a response and turned to run. ... Liao Xianghe hurried towards the hospital, but in his haste, he seemed to have knocked someone over. Liao Xianghe immediately apologized. "I’m sorry, I’m so sorry." He was anxious in his heart, afraid Liao gang would spout nonsense in front of his mom. But the other person wouldn’t let him go, grabbing onto his leg. "You hit me and now you just want to leave? It’s not that simple." Liao Xianghe glanced at the man. His clothes were disheveled, and his face was marked with deep scratches, a ghastly sight. He worried the man might have some infectious disease. With a trembling voice, Liao Xianghe said, "Uncle, my mom is hospitalized right here. I was just running too fast and bumped into you, that’s my fault. How about... you get up first, rest assured, I won’t run." With his face and body all scratched up, he could very well have an infectious disease, and if that transferred to him, he would be done for. Zhang Dacai clung tightly to Liao Xianghe’s leg, beginning his complaint. "Young man, why are you running so fast? You hit me and now you’re trying to run, it’s not going to be that easy." Seeing that the man wasn’t letting go, Liao Xianghe felt he had no choice but to step on one of his hands with his other foot. There was no other option; his own safety was paramount, in case the other person truly had a contagious disease. "Ouch!" Zhang Dacai, pained, let go of Liao Xianghe immediately, then rolled on the ground wailing: "People, come judge this for yourselves! This young man hit me, doesn’t apologize, and now he stepped on my foot." A crowd quickly gathered in the hospital lobby. Liao Xianghe was not usually a good sort; had he not been in a rush to see his mother, he would’ve had a proper talk with this man. Damn it, trying to scam money off of him? He clearly had no idea what Liao Xianghe used to do. But this was a hospital, and he was no longer a hooligan. If it could be resolved civilly, that would be preferable. He watched the man on the ground who was wailing nonstop with a stern face. "Uncle, I only lightly bumped into you just now. Tell me, what do you want to do?" Of course, Zhang Dacai had not been randomly hit. He had caught something in Lihua Village the previous day, and now he couldn’t stop itching all over. With no money on him and wanting to get checked out at the hospital, he needed to figure something out, didn’t he? Sёarᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Chapter 197 - 196 Could it be an infectious disease? (First update)

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