Chapter 646

Good or bad, it's all set off by peers. Compared to other companies now that don't provide meals at all, or deliberately make the food hard to describe for fear of employees eating too much.

Many small companies and small factories rely entirely on internal competition, not daring to compete with foreign factories, and not thinking about finding a way out, just trying every possible way to snatch resources and markets from domestic peers.

These companies generally find it very difficult to make money by selling goods, and can only resort to tricks on employee wages, logistics—

"This dress is too revealing; I request to change into another one." Tu Baobao said with a flushed face.

Shen Xinyi nodded. Gu Yi got up and went directly outside, then took off the gown he was wearing and went straight to the police station.

Young Master Mo met Su Jin's clear eyes, his heart softened, and he waved his hand, "Eat, eat." After Su Jin saw Young Master Mo agree, she began to wolf down the food.

"A guest from the Zhang Prefecture?" Hearing Xiu'er's words, Old Man Dong's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

Lanlan suddenly missed her father very much; perhaps he was the only person in this world who truly loved her, but she had stubbornly refused to go back to accompany him. Lanlan now made up her mind that after this naval plan ended, she would return to the Wind and Rain Province, return to her father's side, and help him manage military affairs.

"Is it that the realm of 'Qi Controlling the Universe' can never be reached?" Renault didn't bother to talk much with Gu Fan and asked straight to the point.

Could it be that just because of a marriage matter, she would actually sever ties with the old father who had raised her for a lifetime?

"Good." Gu Yi kissed Shen Xinyi gently again. He held her tight, looking at the surrounding scenery with a complicated mood. It was beautiful here, but so desolate that one had no strength to look at it.

Jia Ju's words and the confident expression on his face made Hu Shuntang and the Yaksha King very suspicious. As a prisoner in jail, how could he have something like a helicopter?

The three thugs grinned, fiddling with the weapons in their hands as they approached. Qi De reached out and grabbed the Type 54, starting to play with it on his own. Qi Xiong was not polite, directly inserting the Type 77 into the belt buckle at his waist.

Growing a third tail seemed to be Hongye's limit; Bai Lang waited for a long time without seeing a fourth tail emerge. After a while, Hongye woke up and looked at Bai Lang blankly.

Although he was the young master of the Nangong family, with an incomparably noble status, and was also a cultivation genius encountered once in a thousand years, he could be said to be favored by heaven and envied by others.

"You can actually undo her seal? Could it be that you are..." The sculpture grabbed Lu Xia's wrist in shock and quickly closed its eyes.

Zong Ze and Liao Hua also came to the prison. They had no friendship with Wang Bodang, and Wang Bodang's death didn't have much impact on Chenliu City, but Cheng Yaojin was a great general in the city after all, and Wang Bodang's death would definitely affect Cheng Yaojin, so the two had to come and take a look.

This "he" didn't mention a name, but the only one who could be brought up at this time was Ning Ye.

"Such strong Green Wood Origin Qi! Are you from the Green Wood family of the Origin Clan!? Our Yang God Gate and your Green Wood family have always minded our own business; why have you come to kill without reason!" One of them looked at Long Xing and said sternly.

For the next few days, life was very peaceful, and there were no major changes due to Long Liuxi's return.

Now, let us shift our focus to the eastern foothills of the Rocky Mountains and look at the environmental state here.

From afar, Li Han saw a large circle of people surrounding the commercial plaza, and the sound was coming from inside.

Fang Lixia was extremely surprised; he had prepared for certain death, but he didn't expect the other party to ask nothing at all. This simply didn't look like the Brother Ran he knew.

In the eyes of Asia and the others, except for the silk and brocade clothes worn by Lord Han, he was almost exactly the same as the Hui grandfathers on Xining Street in other aspects. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't look like an executioner who had killed many people.