1845: C1845 If I Can Sell It It's My Loss

C1845 If I Can Sell It It's My Loss

"Something's not right...!"

Diwu Qinglan quickly realized that something was wrong with this matter.

"Did you just say that the supermarket and the market did not sell flour?

Then other people also don't have flour to eat, why is the city still not stirring up trouble?"

The chef instantly understood. "That's right, we're not the only family in Bailu City that makes noodles.

Why aren't there any disturbances?"

"Go! Call a few people in the shop and go to a few noodle shops on the street to gather information."

Diwu Qinglan immediately ordered.

Very quickly, the chefs and waiters of the Yelan Noodles moved out in full force to inquire about the news of flour.

About ten minutes later, a waiter returned to the front of the restaurant out of breath and said to Diwu Qinglan, "Shop, Manager, quickly come with me to take a look!"

Diwu Qinglan frowned. He followed the waiter.

The waiter brought Diwu Qinglan to a noodle house that was also located on the street of the east gate, not far from the Yelan Noodles.

When Diwu Qinglan arrived at the scene, she found that there was a transaction going on in front of the restaurant.

There was a small hill of flour bags on a tricycle.

A big bag of flour was handed to the chef of this noodle restaurant by a man.

Diwu Qinglan's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Because the man selling the flour was the squinty-eyed young man who came to the restaurant not long ago to collect management fees.

Diwu Qinglan originally thought that after the Fei's Corporation fell, this guy would also disappear without a trace.

She never thought that she would meet him here again!

At this time, the conversation between the squinty-eyed youth and the noodle restaurant chef also entered Diwu Qinglan's ears.

The chef of the noodle restaurant was very happy. "I can actually buy flour at half the usual price. Thank you so much!"

The lecherous young man waved his hand proudly. "It's all Director Wang's doing. You just need to thank Director Wang."

"Hey!"

A familiar shout exploded beside the sminty-eyed young man's ear, scaring him so much that his whole body trembled.

When he turned his head, he saw Diwu Qinglan's angry face.

This face had once become his nightmare a few days ago!

Just because he had gone to the Yelan Noodles to collect management fees, he had taken away his own company, Fei's Corporation.

Without the strength of this woman in front of him, he didn't believe it no matter what.

Therefore, the youth with narrowed eyes spent the past few days in fear.

However, today was different from the past!

He was no longer afraid of Diwu Qinglan!0

"Why do you have so much flour? Sell me a bag too!"

Diwu Qinglan's eyes were filled with killing intent.

The lecherous young man straightened his chest and said proudly, "Sell anyone, but not you!"

Diwu Qinglan squinted her eyes. She said lightly, "Say it again."

Although she did not have any skills, she was an elite from the fifth family after all. Her aura was definitely not something ordinary people could compare with.

The lecherous youth nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he still widened his eyes and said, "I won't sell it! What can you do to me?!"

"Very good!"

Diwu Qinglan curled her lips and waved to the waiter behind her. She whispered a few words in her ear.

The waiter immediately turned to the convenience store opposite and went in. Not long after, he bought a huge U-shaped alloy lock for Diwu Qinglan.

"Hey! What are you going to do, crazy woman?!"

Seeing the huge lock, the squinty-eyed youth suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Diwu Qinglan did not say anything. She locked the U-lock onto the wheel of the three-wheeled motorcycle carrying flour.

She clapped her hands and said proudly, "Continue. If you can sell it, it will be my loss."

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