After the second marriage, I acted weak in a wealthy family

Chapter 24 The drama is very addictive (2)

Tianshi, Tianhe District, Tianqi Building.

03:30 in the afternoon.

He Biya pushed open the door of Happy Food Company, and saw an aunt in a floral shirt sitting on the ground at the door of the company and shouting.

"Let your leaders come out to solve the problem, what's the point of hiding it like this?"

"My son was poisoned by eating something from your company, do you still want to deny it?"

He Biya patted the aunt's shoulder and greeted her with a smile.

"Auntie, stop shouting, shouting won't solve the problem, if you have anything, go to the company and say it!"

The aunt was stunned, where did this little girl come out.

Song Yan opened the company door and handed He Biya a work card with the words He Biya, general manager of Happy Food Co., Ltd., on it.

"This aunt has been sitting at the door for half an hour. I persuaded her not to go in for a long time, saying that I was afraid I would hit her!"

Song Yan whispered in He Biya's ear, He Biya's eyes were calm, and when she turned to look at the aunt, the aunt rubbed her eyes, such a young girl is actually the general manager of Happy Foods?The aunt was suspicious for a while.

On the way here, Song Yan explained to He Biya.

The poisoner's name is Zhou Kai. He bought a box of jujube mud cakes at Joy's store in the morning. After he took it home and ate it, he was sent to the hospital by his family. The doctor said it was food poisoning.

It is not clear what happened in the middle. Zhou Kai's mother Huang Li came to Happy Food with reporters, and his father was guarding him in the hospital.

"Reporter Lie, reporter Lie!"

Huang Li shouted twice, and when He Biya turned around, she saw a man in a gray shirt walking slowly.

Isn't this Changfeng?

"The leader is here, hurry up, interview her!" Huang Li couldn't wait, He Biya frowned, Chang Feng didn't hold anything in his hand, and he didn't have a job badge on his body, and his face was full of disapproval. It doesn't look like a reporter, but it looks like he and Huang Li are together to collect debts.

"What's the reporter's last name? If you have any questions, I will definitely cooperate!"

He Biya stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation. Huang Li saw that He Biya respected her and walked in with her head held high.

He Biya sat in the company's negotiation room and asked Song Yan to pour tea for the two distinguished guests. He Bi turned the pen in her hand, and she glanced at Huang Li and Lie Changfeng without saying a word.

The stores under Happy Foods do not have a high market share in Tianshi, and there are only five in Tiantian.

Since He Biya married into the Liu family, it has been out of control, and there are endless people who say that this traditional pastry is still more delicious than those foreign things, even if it cuts her throat, He Biya will take advantage of the situation in the store. Afternoon tea is sold here. Traditional cakes are not eaten in one throat. You need to mix with tea to slowly experience the taste.

However, the pace of life is too fast now. Song Yan also suggested whether to package these pastries as finished products on the shelves in the supermarket and sell them, but He Biya politely refused.

Song Yan couldn't help but ask He Biya once, why there is no shortcut. He insists on opening his own store, producing his own business, and doing everything himself. Pastry can't keep up with the changeable young people nowadays. The taste is good, if you can't keep up with the rhythm, you will soon be eliminated from this world.

He Biya said that selling cakes has always been her dream. She has principles she wants to adhere to. Once these cakes are put on the shelves of the supermarket, they will lose their original taste.

Sure enough, it is the words that can be said by Sister Xiaoya. In recent years, Song Yan followed He Biya from Yuexing, and followed her to create Joy. Song Yan didn't understand the meaning of He Biya's words until she ate at the restaurant once. During the afternoon tea in here, she understood why He Biya said that.

Some flavors really cannot be produced industrially.

"You two please take it slow." Song Yan brought the tea in front of Huang Li and Lie Changfeng.

"Our son ate yours' jujube mud cake, and now he is unconscious, what do you do?" Huang Li was straight to the point, and He Biya asked Song Yan softly, "All those jujube mud cakes from the same batch are sent to me. Has it been tested?"

"Send it, waiting for the result."

"What did the hospital say?"

"It is indeed food poisoning, but what kind of food is still waiting for the results of the test."

He Biya and Song Yan asked and answered in front of Huang Li.

"My son was admitted to the hospital after eating your jujube mud cake. What else is there to check? Don't you want to be responsible!" Huang Li knocked over the teacup, and He Biya looked at her with anger already in his eyes .

The quality control of Happy Pastry's store has always been strict. This time, when this incident happened, He Biya naturally wanted to find out.

"Responsible!?" He Biya put her hands on the table, her double eyelids trembled slightly under her almond-like eyes, and her face put on a quiet look, which shocked everyone present.

"Have I said I'm not responsible? Ms. Huang, the results of the investigation have not come out yet. Are you asking for compensation or asking a reporter to take the blame for no reason?"

He Biya's voice was cold, and when the words came to her lips, she said it with joy. She remembered how docile she looked in Liu's house these days. Here and Shuiyunju are the places she wants to stay more.

People who are more arrogant than Huang Li, I met He Biya when she set up a stall. At that time, she lost money and lost the stall. Later, Li Yixiao didn't know where she got the news, in front of He Biya. Teach her what it means to have evidence. It turned out that the person who caused her to lose money was clearly here to corrupt the money. She kept thinking that it was her own responsibility, and fell into unprovoked self-blame, unable to extricate herself.

Huang Li was being held down by He Biya's arrogance. She sat on the chair and glanced at Lie Changfeng who was beside her. Why is this guy so quiet today?

"Lie Changfeng!"

Huang Li shouted in a low voice, Lie Changfeng looked at He Biya, his eyes suddenly shook, and he walked slowly to He Biya's forehead.

He was about to speak, but was blocked by He Biya's words.

"Show me the press card first!"

Lie Changfeng cried and shook his head, "I don't have this!"

Huang Li pushed Lie Changfeng away and scolded him, "You don't even have a press card as a reporter!"

Lie Changfeng looked at the timer on his mobile phone, "I agreed to play the reporter for half an hour, but it's timed out! You still blame me!"

Lie Changfeng was talking loudly, but he didn't lose his temper at Huang Li, just took out the QR code of his mobile phone, "Add money, press card will be available soon!"

Only then did He Biya understand that Lie Changfeng was here to act as a reporter.

Huang Li glared, although she helped out in front of He Biya, she still refused to forgive.

"What if he's not a reporter? I finally pulled my son up. His life is in danger now. You, and you, are all responsible!"

Huang Li pointed at He Biya and Song Yan without any slack.

(End of this chapter)