Bai Lang spoke exaggeratedly.

He wanted to vent his anger on Gu Qiqi.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qiqi’s reaction was very calm. “Yes, I understand. You did well.”

Bai Lang was so shocked and mysterious that she almost believed that Gong Jue had really died.

But, on second thought—

Well, with Bai Lang doing his best to promote his product, Young Master Ye’s reputation would soon spread all over the world. Then, as his reputation spread, and as the effects of the facial mask spread, the words “Young Master Ye” would receive more and more gratitude from more women, gathering stronger and stronger emotions.

With that, the color points would increase significantly.

With a large number of color points, she could quickly level up and activate more martial arts skills to compete with the strong.

From this perspective, Little Lang Lang had indeed done a good job!

She was pleased.

Hearing Gu Qiqi praise him, Bai Lang was dumbfounded.

Hey, is this woman sick in the head?

“Damn, you’re praising me?” He sounded skeptical.

“That’s right. Since the advertisement is so effective, why don’t you go back and expand the production? Why are you talking nonsense here? When the consumers react and want to buy masks, you’ll run out of stock. That will be a sales crisis. The consumers might riot! Things will go in the opposite direction when they reach an extreme. Understand?”

Bai Lang scratched his head. “That seems to make sense. Then I’ll go back and supervise the pharmaceutical factory’s work day and night. Hmm, I will add ten more production lines…”

He hurriedly walked out. Unknowingly, he had treated Gu Qiqi as Young Master Ye to discuss a countermeasure.

As he reached the door, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

“Hey, I’m your competitor. Are you plotting something by giving me such advice?”

Gu Qiqi was speechless.

Cough, cough, cough. She had forgotten that he wasn’t Young Master Ye now. She shouldn’t have taught Bai Lang how to do this and that.

Gu Qiqi could only laugh it off. “That’s right, I have a scheme. So think about what to do next!”

Bai Lang snorted proudly. “I’ll go and discuss it with Young Master Ye! Young Master Ye and I will open a Hennessy to celebrate! We’ll fly around the world to inspect the market together and do business while on vacation!”

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Although Young Master Ye had never left him his contact information and had only used a public phone to contact him…

It was also definitely impossible to travel around the world with him.

However, he definitely couldn’t show any fear in front of Gu Qiqi.

He had to show that he was on the same side as Young Master Ye and their relationship was very good.

Gu Qiqi couldn’t help but laugh, but she didn’t expose him. “Yes, yes. You’re awesome. All the best.”

She sent Bai Lang away.

Gu Qiqi glanced at the window.

After talking for so long, Gong Jue was still using the communication device to talk to his subordinates.

From afar, she couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but she could vaguely see Gong Jue’s cold side profile become more and more serious.

His thick eyebrows knitted tighter together.

Gu Qiqi thought to herself, The situation must be very tense, right?

Even if the Empire had the advantage and seized the initiative, fighting a war would not be easy.

There was no such thing as victory in this world.

Wasn’t it all because someone had worked hard for us?

She waited patiently for Gong Jue’s conversation to end.

After comforting the little packrat, she turned around and put on her apron before going to the kitchen to make breakfast for Gong Jue.

Gong Jue had yet to taste last night’s salty and sweet pancakes.

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By the window.

Gong Jue frowned deeply.

“Say that again! Have you really investigated what happened four years ago?” Gong Jue’s voice was cold.

On the other end of the line, Special Assistant Lu was trembling with fear. He knew that this was a sign of anger.

He didn’t dare to be careless and replied carefully, “I’ve found a clue. I’m sure that Miss Qiqi sold eggs to another man four years ago…”