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Uh...
Lin Bei never expected Zhang Yixin to still be awake.
He chuckled and said, "Wife, I was just busy with some stuff."
"If it continues like this, don't bother coming back!" Zhang Yixin huffed coldly, then turned over.
The night passed in silence.
The next day, as dawn broke, Zhang Yixin went to Hui Qing.
Hui Qing had closed for the day because of the disturbances.
But Zhang Dequan and his two heirs had been guarding the factory the whole time.
They were all very anxious.
After all, they had just received an order to resume production, and if they continued to close down and not start work, the factory would sooner or later go bankrupt.
Seeing Zhang Yixin arrive, Zhang Guoqing couldn't help but express his concern, "Yixin, don't blame your great uncle for being nosy, how on earth did you provoke Liu Jianming? Why don't you go and apologize? Otherwise, our Hui Qing is done for."
Zhang Yixin was angry.
How could she possibly bring herself to apologize?
