Li Shuangshuang shook her head.
"I haven't paid much attention to it, seems like it's a power from Wucheng."
Just then, a middle-aged man next to Li Shuangshuang said with a chuckle:
"Bamboo Pavilion is a very mysterious force in Wucheng, it's not like other enterprises that have large group companies, but it has a significant influence in the upper echelons of Wucheng society."
"Everything is because of the owner of Bamboo Pavilion."
"It is said that the owner of Bamboo Pavilion has a very significant connection with a big shot in the provincial city."
Zhou Yu nodded, so that was the case.
Li Shuangshuang said thanks:
"Thank you, uncle, for telling us."
"Miss Li, no need to be polite, I am the chairman of Yuanyang Pharmaceuticals from the provincial city, my name is Xi Yong."
Li Shuangshuang was taken aback.
"You know me?"
Xi Yong grinned and took out a business card, handing it to Li Shuangshuang.
Li Shuangshuang glanced at it.
