Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Brother Lu and his group left in a huff, driving away with simmering anger.
Zhang Xiaowei flashed a smile at President Feng, greeted him, and also drove off.
In a farcical turn of events, Zhang Xiaowei had spent eighty thousand yuan on a pill furnace worth more than two million.
Making a profit of over two million was a small matter, the main thing was that it solved a big problem for him.
Back at the Ziyanhong Pharmaceutical Factory, Zhang Xiaowei found some cardboard boxes and newspapers and, with much delight, packed the pill furnace properly.
Seeing that it was getting late, and having not heard from Liang Jing, he took out his phone. After a moment of hesitation, he didn't call Liang Jing but called Gu Sui instead.
"Sister Gu, how are you adapting to the job over there?"
"The job is okay, I don't have to do much at the beginning, just assist."
