1587: C1587 Luxury Goods in the World of Silk Stockings

C1587 Luxury Goods in the World of Silk Stockings

Lee Nanfang was filled with curiosity towards the foreign girl Kang Weiya.

He had never met her before, and he only thought of her as a wicked woman who used her body to gain benefits and run a deranged business.

However, after two days of simple interaction, Lee Nanfang found that this woman had some good points.

She's smart.

The series of actions and expressions that Kang Weiya had showed proved that this woman was thinking of many things that ordinary people could not understand.

However, why would such a smart woman be so stupid as to go against Lee Nanfang?

Smart and stupid, that was completely illogical.

Therefore, Lee Nanfang went closer.

It is said that the eye is the window of the soul.

Lee Nanfang wanted to see through the window and see what was inside.

Unfortunately, before he could see anything, Convia stomped on the table and, using her gliding wheelchair, slammed into the door frame of the meeting room.

"Jack, don't think that just because you obtained the cooperation between the Qingshan City officials and the Nanfang Group, you can revive them. I've never seen a business that lives on welfare. The entire Qingshan City is not as popular as Nanfang's Black Silk, and a trade fair would not let a business idiot like you use it well.

It was really hard for the foreign girl Kang Weiya to be able to quickly say what she said in a situation of extreme fear.

With that, she turned and ran.

Lee Nanfang touched his nose and said, "Ai, I'm still too kind."

After returning from the Han City, Lee Nanfang became a lot more kindhearted. Only then did he let Kang Weiya escape by herself, instead of personally throwing that woman down.

This kindness, however, made Convia a little unscrupulous.

"That's right, he doesn't dare to do anything to me, and now he doesn't even dare to hit me. He has lost his memory. He doesn't remember what I did before, and he wouldn't even think about driving into my car and not killing me. "

The more she thought about it, the happier she became.

"Director Kang, something's wrong."

As soon as he went downstairs, he met Dong Jun, who was sneaking up on him.

Convia hurriedly adjusted her mood and regained her professional CEO's haughty attitude. "What's going on?"

"Chairman Chang is here. He is here for Chen Dalee and Wang Defa. I heard that they are going to buy 100 strands of Sun Steel-grade Black Silk."

"Oh, uh? How much did you buy? "

"A hundred."

Dong Jun repeated that number seriously.

Convia immediately felt refreshed.

"Hahaha, a hundred. Only a hundred. "Jack, I knew you wouldn't play with the rules of the mall. Just wait for your death. The Nanfang Group will be mine sooner or later!"

Convia laughed and walked out. All the fear that had inexplicably risen in her heart just now vanished like smoke in thin air.

In the past month or so, under the covert control of Kang Weiya, Nanfang Corporation had squeezed almost 30,000 black silk threads out of the goods.

The municipal government buys only 100 items in a single welfare purchase. This is simply a drop in the bucket.

He had thought that with such a protective umbrella, the Nanfang Group would be able to get out of this predicament. However, the obvious result was the surface of the protective umbrella that Jack had found.

Convia had analyzed this result from a hundred questions about Nanfang's black silk.

It had to be said that her line of thought was very correct.

However, what she was thinking was completely different from what was actually happening.

What was the relationship between Loong Chengcheng and Lee Nanfang?

It was a relationship between a child's mother and father.

With such a relationship, how could Loong Chengcheng not do her best to help Boss Lee.

However, he had to do his best.

Lao Chang buys silk stockings for year-end benefits.

Not only did it sound funny, it didn't match at all.

After Loong Chengcheng went back, she thought about a reason. Only under reasonable and legal conditions could they buy stockings, which wasn't so ridiculous anymore.

But buying how much was also a problem.

Nanfang's Black Silk was a luxury item in the world of stockings. It wasn't something that the cabbages on the side of the road could buy as many as they wanted.

It depends on how much money you can allocate financially.

Reaching a hundred thousand yuan for special benefits was no small amount. It required a decision to be made by the members of the class.

Loong Chengcheng wasn't stupid enough to hold a meeting for the sake of a few stockings, so she could only use several tens of thousands of yuan.

According to Nanfang's lowest standard of 688 Black Silk, even if she had to buy 100 of them, she would have to pay a portion of each one herself.

It sounded ridiculous, but that was the truth.

To put it simply, politics could buy official vehicles, while domestic vehicles under a hundred thousand could buy a hundred. With more than two hundred thousand German cars, they could even get a hundred, but could they buy a hundred limited edition Lamborghini?

Even if they had enough money, they would really buy it, not to mention whether there were 100 of them in the limit or not.

The next day, this team would have to go through a huge blood change. Everyone would have to eat at the Duke's Mansion.

The black silk of Nanfang was like Lamborghini in the world of stockings.

When he heard that Jack had arrived and had purchased only a hundred pieces of Nanfang's Black Silk, Lee Nanfang felt a surge of excitement, and he wanted to call the city office and ask Loong Chengcheng what she thought.

But before he could pick up the phone, he understood.

A hundred Nanfang stockings was Loong Chengcheng's limit of power. If he felt that it was not enough, he would push himself and Loong Chengcheng into a pit.

He couldn't call, but Boss Lee was depressed.

There were still tens of thousands left in the stock, where should he get them?

After a whole day of worrying, he could not come up with a solution. However, when a phone call came to him, he immediately found a new way out.

"Lee Nanfang, it's Jinghong Ming."

When Lee Nanfang heard the cold voice on the other end of the phone, his thoughts were immediately washed away.

Thinking of Jinghong Ming can think of Xie Qingshang, Xie Qingshang can think of Xue Xinghan, think of Xue Xinghan can think of 800.

At the thought of eight hundred, his longing for his wife came rolling over him like a wave.

He really wanted to slap himself twice. In the days of his amnesia, he had even forgotten about his mistress who treated him like herself.

Why did Jinghong Ming call Lee Nanfang?

Director-general Jinghong was also helpless.

He only waited for Shen Qingwu to make her move and throw Lee Nanfang, that stinking brat, out of sight for a moment to gain some peace, so that the world would not be affected by this scourge for the time being.

However, before Shen Qingwu even started her actions, a phone call came over and scolded Jinghong Ming.

Only Shen Qingwu, who didn't follow the rules of a woman, could hang up the phone after cursing Jinghong Ming.

Director-general Jinghong, on the other hand, knew that he was in the wrong and went ahead to do what Shen Qingwu wanted him to do.

Why did Shen Qingwu scold Jinghong Ming?

This woman came as Little Aunt, to seek justice for her adorable niece Hua Yeshen.

Go back a bit.

While Lee Nanfang was examining Kang Weiya, the confrontation between Hua Yeshen and Yue Zitong also came to an end in the villa area of the Green Mountain Flower Garden.

In the end, it was Hua Yeshen who left in grief, wallowing in pain.

With Yue Zitong pressing on her, Hua Yeshen couldn't go see Lee Nanfang alone.

The main reason why Hua Yeshen was willing to let Yue Zitong suppress her was because of Mrs. Jinghong's "careful teaching" of Director Hua.

It was a disaster for any woman if she couldn't see the one she loved and had to endure the misunderstanding of her lover and the emotional pain of being alone.

Hua Yeshen seemed to have aged a dozen years these days.

If the Shen Family people who had always felt that they owed Hua Yeshen were to see this scene, they would definitely not treat it as a trivial matter that was ignored.

Thinking back to how Hua Yeshen's self-blasphemy caused Lee Nanfang to lose his memories, and how he was then dragged into Dali as a Young Master of the Duan Family. Someone specifically ran to the Dali to kidnap that cheap Young Master Lee Nanfang, then give Hua Yeshentao justice.

Hence, the scene of Lao Shen and Yue Zitong running at an extremely high speed in the mountains.

For the sake of Hua Yeshen and Lee Nanfang, people from the Shen Family could travel thousands of miles to get people from the Dali.

Now that Lee Nanfang had returned, it would be on Qingshan. Who didn't want the two of them to get back together?

However, the relationship between the two wasn't something that they could interfere in as they wished.

Lee Nanfang's amnesia could only be solved by Hua Yeshen herself.

And what Shen Family people wanted to do was to help Hua Yeshen create a chance to solve this problem.

This opportunity had to be found from Yue Zitong.

However, Yue Zitong refused to give in. She also had the status of a Patriarch of Yue Family, so no matter how reasonable people from the Shen Family were, they couldn't be forceful against a Patriarch.

He had to find someone who could move Yue Zitong.

On the surface, Jinghong Ming was someone that could be contacted with Yue Zitong's family seniors.

However, not everyone in the Shen Family could casually make a call and give orders to the Chief of the Supreme Security Office.

The Shen Family person who could ask for Jinghong Ming and make the Chief of the Bureau do his best to seek justice for Hua Yeshen, after careful consideration, was only such a transcendent being.

Shen Qingwu.

Therefore, the people from Shen Family who were concerned about Hua Yeshen found Shen Qingwu.

When Shen Qingwu heard that her niece had suffered such grievances, it was definitely a form of entertainment to tease her 'little life'.

He called Jinghong Ming.

Shen Qingwu started crying immediately, questioning Jinghong Ming on whether it was right or wrong for her, a woman who had given him several children, to allow others to bully her family members. She was simply not a man.

Even Jinghong Ming, who was a cold-blooded person, was touched by Shen Qingwu. He couldn't help but pull Shen Qingwu along with everyone in Shen Family over, sending them each a bullet.

Fortunately, Director-general Jinghong tolerated it.

He had long since asked others for help, and now that the other party had requests, he could only follow them.

After the call with Shen Qingwu, Jinghong Ming thought for a long time and then chose to contact Lee Nanfang.

Everything had been caused by this brat, so there was no reason for him to be at ease and enjoy himself. It was time to let him suffer from this once.

As for whether Lee Nanfang had recovered his memory-- Hehe, to Jinghong Ming, this was not a problem at all.

One try and you'll know.

"Who is Jinghong Ming?" You must have made the wrong call. My name is Ye Shen, not Lee Nanfang. "

After a long silence, Lee Nanfang retracted his longing for his mistress. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up as he spoke in a daze while holding the microphone.

He was already imagining Jinghong's furious expression on the other end of the phone.

"Lee Nanfang, you really don't know me?"

"I don't know him."

"Good, looks like you really lost your memory. Since I have confirmed this information, I can only notify 800 people. I wonder if there will be anyone who will shed tears over this stinking brat's amnesia. "

Jinghong Ming's tone was full of regret.

The moment he finished, Lee Nanfang was shocked. He shouted into the phone, "Uncle Wu Tie, tell me, what can I do for you?"

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