Chapter 477

In the morning, the news that the police and the Bureau of Industry and Commerce came to Jinhua quickly spread.

Sure enough, there was another storm.

No matter how you look at it, the police came to the door. It didn't seem like a good thing.

In this regard, Jinhua Company quickly issued a statement, explaining the reason clearly, explaining that they came to the door for the ingredients and other materials of Xinghua Restaurant, and Jinhua did not violate any law or discipline.

The statement was issued quickly, and while clarifying the misunderstanding, it once again blackmailed them without a trace.

"I said how could Jinhua commit a crime, so it was because of Xinghua restaurant."

"No one thinks they are a bit too much? They have to hand over all the things that people depend on for their survival as soon as they give an order?"

"That is, if things go on like this, the production secrets will be known by the higher-ups, who would dare to do business?"

"Four words, robbery."

Judging from the comments, the subtle smearing in Jinhua's statement was very successful.

In addition, because Jinhua is running the news media, the navy is even more playful.

Within a long time, conspiracy theories about the government emerged one after another on the Internet.

"Think about why Xinghua was blocked, think about these people blatantly going to the company to ask for materials, and think about the Wang family that controls one-fifth of the nutrition source of the entire federation, hehe, everything is very clear."

"Tsk, it turns out that everything was premeditated."

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"Mr. Jiang." He Fei's people are in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and they are proud of themselves.

"He Feizhi!" Jiang Ting's angry words could be felt very clearly by all kinds of brains.

The smug smile on He Feizhi's face disappeared completely, "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

"What else can I do?! Look at the good things you have done. Who told you to go to Nan Shu with such great fanfare? What's the difference between this and giving someone a talk?"

"Your political sensitivity for so many years must have been eaten!" Jiang Ting was furious.

What is He Feizhi doing?

First of all, to control and criticize the Qingnet, and then to give people a reason to talk, the prestige of their government will be completely defeated by He Feizhi!
He Feizhi was yelled at by Jiang Ting, and he almost understood, and frowned, "But Mr. Jiang..., this is all a good thing Nan Shu did, she secretly smeared us."

"Would you have given Nan Shu such a chance if you hadn't been unfavorable in doing things!"

Jiang Ting was furious, "It was originally a secret matter, but now almost everyone knows it, He Feizhi, you are really good, you can't negotiate, and you can't do things."

He Feizhi's face was pale, his neck curled up, like a quail.

Jiang Ting has always been gentle, but this is the first time he has seen him so angry, especially when the anger is still directed at him.

Apologizing to Jiang Ting again and again, and promising to deal with the next thing well, this can calm down the anger.

After calming down Jiang Ting's anger, He Feizhi was also full of anger.

It's the first time he has been scolded like this after being in a high position for so many years, and all of this is Nan Shu's fault!
However, Nan Shu still can't move now!

He Fei's teeth itch with hatred.



The sun was setting, and the afterglow hung dimly on the horizon, covering the entire experimental base in a dim yellow color, and the trees were bleak, adding a sense of lifelessness.

Hui Yan accompanied Wu Jihai and Kong Lian in the long corridor. There are special comfort rooms on each floor. The corridor is very quiet, and there are occasional hurried footsteps.

"Click."

The door of the comfort room not far away suddenly opened, and loud anxious sounds came out.

"Quick, take her out—"

"Hooho-"

In a blink of an eye, two medical staff dragged a woman out. She seemed to have passed out, her eyes were closed, her body was limp, and her face was pale.

In the comforting room, the painful roars of the mental rioters echoed in the quiet and empty corridor, echoing repeatedly, making one's scalp numb.

Wu Jihai's face changed, and he rushed to the comfort room immediately. The medical staff at the door were surprised, "Sir, you..."

Hui Yan and Kong Lian followed closely, looking at the panic-stricken medical staff, they frowned, "Don't worry, it was the patient's grandfather who went in just now."

Most of the medical staff felt at ease.

Hui Yan glanced in, then looked down at the woman in the arms of the medical staff, "What's wrong with her?"

"This is the patient's affinity transmitter. He was out of energy just now and was almost injured by the patient. Now he has passed out."

"I see, you take her down first."

After Hui Yan finished speaking, she walked into the comforting room with Kong Lian, and closed the door by the way, blocking the painful screams in the room.

"Woooo."

As soon as Hui Yan came in, she saw Wu Luofeng being knocked out.

There was a pool of blood on the ground. He was thin and out of shape, with a large amount of blood left on his body. Four soldiers with guns stood beside him, apparently coming in to help.

"You go out and guard first."

The four soldiers nodded, and Hui Yan looked at Wu Jihai, who was standing beside the bloodstain, holding his grandson tightly, with sour eyes.

What is the difference between this scene and the white-haired person sending the black-haired person?
Blinking, suppressing the soreness in her heart, Hui Yan asked the medical staff, "What's wrong?"

"The transmission staff was exhausted, and the appeasement process went wrong, awakening the patient, and then... a riot broke out."

Hui Yan nodded, this scene, in fact, is "morbid".

Feeling powerless, Hui Yan frowned, "Mr. Wu, let someone carry him into the pacification cabin, the severe rioter...will wake up after a short period of time after fainting."

Wu Jihai's eyes were red, holding his grandson who was still trembling in a coma, a man who had never shed a tear in half his life as a soldier, almost shed tears at this moment.

Sun Lian couldn't help but think of his violent son, and for a moment, his eyes turned red silently.

"Send it in, let the operator appease you first." Hui Yan was more emotionally stable.

Severe rioters, even in a coma, the mental sea is still in a state of rioting, and the pain will not be reduced by half.

Wu Jihai trembled, and without the help of the caregiver, he hugged the person tightly to the comfort cabin.

After all, even a woman could hold that skinny body.

"Come here and comfort me." Hui Yan pointed to another female comforter.

Her face paled, and she shook her head upon hearing this.

The medical staff explained, "She is exhausted and unable to continue to appease her. I have already called other transmission personnel over."

(End of this chapter)

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