The glory of the king: the head belongs to you, you belong to me

Chapter 291 Strategies (1)

"Damn it!" Dongfang Heng was so excited that his eyeballs were about to fall off.

"The listener has a share?" Liu Yangyang couldn't help asking.

Ning Yuan glanced at him depressedly, "Are you still a few skins short?"

"Hey, my skin is not bad, can you give me a discount?"

"Okay, as long as you enter the finals, I will give you a discount!" Ning Yuan said, sitting on his seat, "Okay, let's train."

Dongfang Heng looked at the skins and swallowed, he was still very interested in these skins.

In the morning, I have been training with almost no rest time, and I am also preparing for the sprint for the following competition.

On the other side, after getting up, Xiao Zhai went to find Han Feifei. Regarding the refund, the inventory in his hand is increasing. The first day's delivery has been refunded so much. What should we do next?
The goods that were not sent out were also consigned by the factory to Han Feifei's residence today. The two sighed as they looked at the pile of clothes in front of them.

"Don't sigh, now that Ning Yuan has posted on Weibo, the situation will change soon, maybe more people will buy it, don't be discouraged." Han Feifei comforted.

Xiao Zhai nodded, "Maybe, I just hope that there will be fewer people scolding me."

"Hey, keyboard man, don't worry about those people, they will only look for presence on the Internet. In two days, people should receive the goods one after another. Let's see the situation then."

"Yeah, let's wait patiently. I'm going to watch Ning Yuan's match tomorrow. Are you going?" Xiao Zhai asked.

"Go, anyway... I don't have anything to do, so why don't we go relax today and sweat off?"

"Okay, let's go."

……

Seeing what Ning Yuan sent, Li Ziyou no longer had the heart to go to work in the company. She was shaking with anger, sitting on the sofa and looking at the photos Ning Yuan sent.

It clearly captured the picture of himself and Vice President Liu making love in the apartment, and it was on this sofa.

"What the hell, don't I, Li Ziyou, deserve to have these? Damn it, I've managed to return to this kind of affluent life, and you guys can't wait to beat me back. I won't let you succeed!"

She stood up angrily and pulled up the curtains. In the dark room, she was throwing things to vent her emotions.

There was a bang bang sound.

"Ah!" She screamed, and turned on the light in the room, only to find that the shards she smashed had scratched her palm and blood was flowing.

buzz, buzz...

The phone was vibrating constantly.

She pressed the wound with a tissue to temporarily stop the bleeding, and checked the caller ID of her mobile phone.

Some angry swipe to answer, "What are you doing?"

"Are you in a bad mood? Honey, my wife is not at home tonight, so I can come to accompany you. Don't be unhappy!" A thick man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Wait, don't come over..." Li Ziyou tried to suppress her emotions, "I, my aunt is here, so I'm in a bad mood, don't come over, I'll talk to you in a few days."

"That's it, then okay, you drink more water and hang up."

The phone was hung up, and the 180-degree change in the man's attitude also caused Li Ziyou to collapse.

"Drink your sister's water, bitch, dog, if I didn't see that you are rich, heh, I would have vomited just looking at your face. When I shave off all your money, why don't you get out of here? Really take yourself seriously!"

Li Ziyou was so angry that she was panting a lot, looking at the bleeding hand, she suddenly had a plan.

(End of this chapter)