There were few pedestrians on the road, and sleet and snow were scattered in the gloomy sky.

The weather in autumn changes all the time. Some people have even put on thick cotton-padded jackets. Thinking of the fact that after a few decades, the climate has indeed become significantly warmer, how can there be such a cool autumn weather now?

Ding Ye drove and sent Li Yuan and Li Lanlan downstairs.

Harden will stay in the hotel tonight. The meeting just now has come to an end and is a temporary adjournment. Byron and Dunkwe still need to contact the "family" to see if they can come up with any attractive conditions.

However, in the past few days, the little girl Li Lanlan has been enjoying herself. She has... improved her English listening skills for a while.

Therefore, as soon as she returned home, Li Lanlan quickly rushed to her mother Zhang Zhen's ear and chirped for a long time. Her face was beaming, and she was obviously complaining.

Zhang Zhen rolled her eyes at Li Yuan. Finally, she pretended to slap him a few times, which was regarded as giving her son a "very serious" lesson.

Li Yuan giggled "haha" a few times. He didn't take it seriously at all. Didn't his mother Zhang Zhen already know about some of the bad things going on at Huang Jiaojiao's place?

"Mom, where are the others?"

"Isn't it an activity organized by the school to help laid-off female workers? Or was it your suggestion? Qinqin and Xiaosi both went to cut the ribbon. They took their children with them."

"Oh!" Li Yuan immediately remembered something, "Mom, in a few days, the ribbon-cutting ceremony for Jiaojiao's amusement park will be held. Do you want to go?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zhen was indeed a little moved. There was also a sweet grandson there, "Is it okay if I go?"

"It's not like I need you to go on stage. I just want to see Jiaojiao! Don't worry, I will send a car to pick you up when the time comes. Just meet up and you can decide on your own about the evening celebrations?"

"Then...that's okay!" Zhang Zhen agreed hesitantly.

Li Lanlan on the side was dumbfounded: "You... you? Mom, do you know the bad things I have done?"

Zhang Zhen glared: "Don't talk nonsense. Understand? Lan Lan."

"Bang!" Li Lanlan was so angry that smoke came out of her nostrils. Isn't this too biased?

Li Yuan was too lazy to talk to this silly girl: "There seem to be more ribbon-cuttings these days. Then there will be the bidding auction."

"Biard King Auction? What kind of business is that?" In recent days, Li Lanlan seems to be very interested in doing business.

"I'm going to the TV station to participate in the advertising auction. If you're interested, I'll take you with me then."

"Ah? Haha." Li Lanlan was amused, "Brother, let me ask you, why didn't you agree to those two British people? They seem to be very sincere? I always feel...a little bit guilty."

"That's because you are overthinking. We are all the same people in the world, don't think of foreigners as anything. If they want my help, of course they have to pay something."

"Ah?" When Zhang Zhen heard this, she was no longer so surprised, "foreigners are asking you for help?"

"Haha. Whether I can help you or not depends on your mood!" Li Yuan said, "Mom, do you have anything to drink?"

"No. Your soda (Bingku) is all hidden. Don't let Qiqi see it. He has now learned to drink secretly, and even learned to hide in the refrigerator to drink secretly."

"ah?"

"Oh! If you want to drink, make a cup of hot drink! Malted milk?"

Li Yuan choked when he heard the malted milk. Who will drink this stuff in the future? That is to say, the current conditions are difficult, and my mother and the others regard malted milk as a treasure.

"Isn't there milk powder? Make a cup of this!"

"Go!" Zhang Zhen drove him away. Even Li Lanlan looked contemptuous, "You still want to compete with your son and daughter for milk?"

"Uh!" Li Yuan was unhappy. What does it have to do with a glass of milk? How could this happen?

However, I also thought that domestic milk has always been a precious commodity. It was because of the certain milk powder incident that the domestic dairy market collapsed.

Even decades later, if we really compare the purchasing power and prices, even in developed countries, domestic products will not be cheap. But fresh milk and milk powder are so expensive! They will never be in line with international standards.

In the end, Zhang Zhen still felt sorry for her son. Milk powder was out of the question, so just put in a few more spoons of malted milk! I made a full cup for both Li Yuan and Li Lanlan.

"Mom, why did I miss a spoonful here? I want to drink brother's cup!" Li Lanlan immediately protested.

Zhang Zhen laughed and scolded: "Who told you to still lose money? Your brother has already made money."

"I'm in college?"

"It's useless to go to college. Aren't you relying on your family to support you?"

"hehe."

Li Yuan watched the mother and daughter bickering and didn't think about correcting anything.

In this era, there is indeed male chauvinism, but men are indeed more fortunate and can indeed enjoy the best treatment. No one feels that there is anything abnormal.

It’s just that... the conditions at home don’t matter at all, right? Give that can of malted milk to Li Lanlan. It won’t cost much, right?

"Crash", the door opened, and they saw Gu Yuqin, Li Yunyun led a few children, and rushed into the house shouting: "Why is there no heating yet? It seems to be snowing outside?"

"Mom, Snowman Snowman! Giggle."

"Then we have to wait until winter." Gu Yuqin was already annoyed by the naughty child, "Go, go to your dad's place and drink malted milk."

There was a flurry of excitement, and Zhang Zhen was busy making a cup of malted milk for everyone: "Hey, Yuan Yuan, why didn't your African friend come today?"

"He has something to do at the hotel. He won't be coming over for the next few days."

"Is that so? That kid is pretty good. It would be weird not to come."

"Yeah..." Seeing that everyone was drinking, the little fish became anxious and uttered baby words in a hurry.

"Let's make milk powder!" Gu Yuqin was busy looking for a milk bottle. This era was not so particular, the milk powder market was not so segmented, and specialized infant milk powder was rare in China.

But no matter how rare it was, Li Yuan still glanced at the brand of milk powder. Fortunately, it was not that certain brand.

"Mom! Don't buy this kind of domestic product in the future. I will ask people to go to the overseas Chinese store to buy some foreign milk powder."

Zhang Zhen was immediately unhappy: "Isn't this brand very good? It's an old brand. You couldn't see it at all when you were a kid. Is it only in big cities?"

"What about fresh milk? If you're in the neighborhood committee, can't you help get some milk cards?"

"I have a few milk cards, and they are delivered to my door every day. But this girl can't get used to watching movies, and she vomits milk every time she doesn't reply. Has she become a spoiled child? She's not as good as Qiqi when she was a child."

"Dad!" Qiqi immediately interrupted, "Dad, the baby has to eat so much grandma every day."

"Okay!" Just eat it! Sooner or later you will become a stupid boy.

But I’m not used to drinking fresh milk, so I can only prepare milk powder. Or...import milk powder!

"Mom, don't worry about this. We can't afford those foreign exchange coupons."

"That's true." Li Lanlan nodded in agreement, "The quality of foreign products is better. The foreign cosmetics last time were very effective."

"Hey! Qinqin, isn't Qiqi's butt a little itchy?"

"What's the matter?"

"Ask Lan Lan for eye cream? Apply it on your butt."

"Ah?" Li Lanlan almost fainted out of breath, "Use my eye cream to wipe your butt?"

"Aren't they all with pink skin? What's the difference?"

"Mom——!" Li Lanlan was so anxious that she stamped her feet repeatedly.

Everyone in the room was suppressing laughter. Zhang Zhen smiled and comforted: "Your brother is teasing you. Just... use a little bit?"

"Mom——! I'm still not your daughter——!"

"Hahaha!"

"..."

…

Here in the capital, it is temporarily taking a break. But in Hong Kong, the takeover battle has already been going on in darkness.

In Yazhan's office, Lin Yuankang was furious. He was so angry that he swept everything on the table to the floor. He yelled and asked: "How do you do things? How could the funds be emptied so quickly? Why didn't you tell me until now?"

A group of employees were silent, fearing that Lin Yuankang's anger would be turned on him. The assistant secretly looked around and saw no one reacted, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Master Lin, Han Palace is launching a poison pill plan. We just

How can you act like this? Didn't I report it to you before? I'll just follow you as much as you say..."

Lin Yuankang was even more furious: "Then you are all dead? Even if you follow the Han Palace to bet, don't you remind us of the early warning line?"

"Uh... I've reminded you. What's the problem..."

When he heard this, Lin Yuankang was furious. Because it was indeed... reminded him. But wasn't it to boost his own morale? As an assistant around you, don't you even know this?

"Choose! I said it's a problem, what's the use?" He took a deep breath and regained his composure. Lin Yuankang asked, "How long can our funds last?"

"If this confrontation continues, there will only be one day left." After hesitating for a few seconds, the assistant still made a suggestion, "Master Lin, stop it! Keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood. The Han Palace has gone crazy.

They just want to hold us and die together. Now the most difficult period of the Han Palace has passed. All the runs that should be run have been cleared, and they are still operating normally. Master Yuan should have already taken action, and there is a lot of funds behind it. Even if we persist

In the end, it is possible that they are not dead yet."

"Pick! Li Yuan! You bastard!" Lin Yuankang yelled, "What do you mean?"

"The best option is of course negotiation. I hope the two families can have a drink. We can also keep Lineng Industrial and Jiuzhou Development..."

I secretly glanced at Lin Yuankang and found that he was indifferent, so I knew that Lin Yuankang would definitely not be able to bear this tone.

The assistant couldn't help but shook his head secretly. How long had it been, and this Young Master Lin was still acting out of anger? Wasn't he just admitting defeat in person?

If the two companies reach a cooperation and operate openly and covertly, there is still a high degree of confidence that the losses can be recovered and the losses of the poison pill plan can be passed on to those retail investors.

But it's useless to talk about it now. This is already a reversal of his own, Mr. Lin - he will never admit defeat like Li Yuan!
To be continued...