Chapter 150: 149 A Gluttonous Feast Centered on BYD Has Quietly Begun

“That’s exactly what I think,” Tian Zhonggu said frankly:

“Part of my company’s business is manufacturing car doors as auto parts, though it’s only a small portion. If BYD comes to Nanxin to set up a new production line, I want to compete to become their parts supplier.”

“Hey, why go through all this? Isn’t your business doing well enough?” Song Dahai, beside him, asked in confusion.

“The profits are indeed good right now.”

If too much of his divine crystal was consumed, the loss would be immense. Normally it didn’t matter, but with the final great battle looming, they didn’t want to waste resources at this critical moment. Every bit saved now meant greater safety later—every main god thought the same.

Li Fengyu stood up suddenly from her stool. Though Lin Feng was still just a boy of eighteen or nineteen, he was now the only man in the household, and unconsciously, she had come to see him as the family’s pillar.

At the mention of Ye Qingli by Yun Xiyue, Baili Rou’s expression changed. She rose and walked to the window, gazing at the crescent moon in the sky, silent.

No wonder many people cursed him behind his back—he triggered a wave of unemployment but refused to solve the employment crisis.

Don’t worry—in Huacheng, under my watch, everyone must follow the rules. As long as your Lin family conducts legal business in Huacheng, and your business benefits society and the people, anyone who harasses you is harassing the public, harassing Guangdong’s GDP. As Guangdong’s governor, I won’t stand idly by.

Without Liu Bingyi gathering intelligence, losing here while gaining there would render all prior efforts futile.

The Mida fired a cannon, expecting to easily destroy the Yuanhai’s bridge, but when they saw the Yuanhai emerge unscathed from the smoke, no one knew what expression to wear.

But the reprimand he had prepared for Wang the steward was choked in his throat by what the man said. He never imagined his estimated return date hadn’t even arrived—yet his father had already sent Wang the steward to fetch him home. What had happened?

Not only that, before calling Tan Zhonghai, he first called Yang Guiping.

After continuous combat, many soldiers were wounded. Li Ling ordered those with three wounds to lie on carts, those with two wounds to drive, and those with one wound to fight with weapons.

At the time, she had only a dozen yuan. She scrimped for four days, afraid her appearance would be recognized and lead to murder. She dared not keep her original look, deliberately tearing her clothes and smearing herself with dirt.

Turning back, Bulma stared at Goku’s bald, egg-shaped head, its expression as unchanging as ever.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Yue, holding Ji Changfeng, was unfamiliar with children and grew tense, unsure what was wrong.

Ji Mo seized the moment and pulled out his sunglasses from his pocket, placing them on Chu Tianyan’s face.

High-ranking officials arriving in the capital were usually assigned to this hotel. Naturally, the Capital Hotel’s rates weren’t high, but ordinary people could never get in.

This meeting with Mo Lincheng took far less time than the one with Huang Mang. After Wu Bai reached an agreement with Mo Lincheng, Mo Lincheng immediately rose and left—now it was Wu Bai’s turn to depart last.

Zheng Sheng stared in terror as the old coachman smiled and closed his eyes. Zheng Sheng hugged him tightly, ignoring Qi Er’s next swinging blade, his mind still echoing the old coachman’s words.

Moreover, he had contacted Li Xiong of the Six Gates. After the Prince Zi Xuan incident, Li Xiong had voluntarily given him his contact details—Wu Wei had already put them to use.

On the screen, another icon of a balance appeared, identical to the previous one, but beneath it were the words: Conditional Exchange.

Immediately after, he told Chen Daotian about the Po Bi Pill and urged him to claim one as soon as possible.