âYou? Why the discomfort?â Gu Muxi continued to suck on an old-fashioned popsicle, asking with confusion.
âCough cough, itâs nothing.â Yi Feng chuckled dryly, tearing open the packaging of the popsicle and began to lick it slowly.
Not to mention, eating a popsicle during summer felt incredibly refreshing.
Moreover, there was no need to worry about ice cream assassins, as popsicles and ice creams of this era were generally inexpensive.
While enjoying the popsicle, listening to the laughter of the elderly and the playful noises of children by the roadside created a serene and peaceful atmosphere.
Even though there was a power outage, neighbors still chatted warmly with each other, smiles of familiarity on everyoneâs faces.
There were no people looking down at their phones on the street, no longer cold and detached.
Technology had changed life, made it convenient, but at the same time, it severed the connection between people.
Yi Feng silently reflected on this, suddenly feeling that living in such an era was quite nice.
âStinky Feng⦠your spicy sticksâ¦â Gu Muxi suddenly said, her eyes fixed on the spicy sticks, licking her lips.
âHmm? You finished your popsicle that quickly?â Yi Feng looked at her in surprise.
âYeah, I just bit it off in two or three bites,â Gu Muxi said, spreading her hands in a gesture of helplessness.
Seeing her eyes fixed on the spicy sticks, Yi Feng laughed, âWhat, you want some?â
âIf you want some, just tell me!â
âHow would I know you want some if you donât tell me?â
âIf you want it, just say you want it.â
âWhy didnât you say so?â
Gu Muxi tried to reach for it, but Yi Fengâs hand moved back and forth, and his words sounded like a chant, almost making her head explode.
What is this stinky Feng trying to do!
âStinky Feng! I want to eat, I want to eat, okay?!â Gu Muxi gritted her teeth and glared at him.
Yi Feng opened the bag, pinched out one, and asked, âWhich one do you want to eat?â
âYours!â Gu Muxi licked her lips, looking like a greedy cat.
âHey, you really know how to choose, seeing that mine is longer, right?â
âHere, take it.â Yi Feng said indulgently with a smile.
âHehe, Mr. Yi, you know whatâs good!â Gu Muxi took the spicy stick and bit it off in one bite.
âItâs delicious!â Gu Muxi mumbled unclearly.
Yi Feng watched her eat, her lips becoming red and enticing.
He really wanted to kiss her!
But⦠kissing her now would probably result in being torn apart by Gu Muxi, right?
And the taste would be all spicy sticks, still⦠the feeling last time was better!
Yi Feng couldnât help but miss the bravery he had back in school.
âMr. Yi, do you see, are those stars in the sky?â
âCan we still see stars now? Where?â
âRight there!â
The two of them sat in front of the small shop, in the dark, eating spicy sticks, enjoying the cool evening breeze, and counting the stars in the sky.
â¦
Three days later, on Monday morning.
Yi Feng, accompanied by Wang Tie, brought the termination agreement to Shengde Company.
This time, it was Nie Xin who received them again.
Nie Xin walked into the reception room, laughing heartily, âHaha, welcome, welcome, Mr. Yi, itâs such an honor that you, with your busy schedule, could make the trip here!â
âCome, have a cigarette first.â
Nie Xin smiled insincerely, taking out a pack of Furong Wang cigarettes, and offering two to Yi Feng.
But Yi Feng remained indifferent, raising his hand to refuse.
âManager Nie, your cigarettes are too rich for my blood.â
After saying that, Yi Feng took out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes, handed one to Wang Tie, and then lit one for himself.
Nie Xinâs face showed a bit of embarrassment. He was offering Furong Wang, and Yi Feng was smoking Zhonghua, which was not about being too rich to afford?
Clearly, it was a show of disdain!
Seeing Yi Fengâs expression, Nie Xin seemed to guess something, stopped pretending, and coldly laughed, lighting a cigarette for himself.
âMr. Yi, what brings you to our company today?â Nie Xin asked lazily, blowing out a puff of smoke.
His tone had lost the warmth of earlier.
Yi Feng smoked, squinting his eyes, and stared at him coldly, âManager Nie, those two batches of goods you deliberately sold to me, right?â
âWhat two batches of goods? I donât know what youâre talking about.â Nie Xin pretended not to understand, playing dumb.
âItâs those two batches of discounted goods, you intentionally sold me defective products, right?â Yi Feng had no patience for pretense, slamming the table and cursing.
âHey hey, Mr. Yi, you canât slander people like that, I havenât sold you any defective products, we sell only genuine goods, understand?â Nie Xin coldly laughed.
Yi Feng calmed down, having anticipated that he wouldnât admit it, and knowing that even if he sued him, there was a high chance of failing due to insufficient evidence.
Besides, waiting for the trial, court hearings, and adjustments would take years to complete.
âHehe, Mr. Nie, youâre setting me up, right? Mixing with Zhao Xingye, that old scum, feels good, huh?â Yi Feng exhaled a smoke ring, calmly speaking.
Nie Xin didnât expect Yi Feng to mention Zhao Xingye, his eyes flashed with panic, but he quickly calmed down.
âMr. Yi, I donât know what youâre talking about.â
âWhat setup? I donât know.â Nie Xin shook his head, maintaining an attitude of eternal denial.
But Yi Feng had already noticed his brief moment of panic, and was even more certain.
It was indeed Zhao Xingye, that old man, behind all this!
Wang Tie angrily said, âDamn! Daring to do it but not admit it, huh?!â
âThose two batches of goods were genuine, but they were also defective! Damn it! It caused us a huge loss!â
âAnd you still wonât admit it?â
Wang Tie finally couldnât hold back and confronted Nie Xin on the spot.
Nie Xin disdainfully glanced at them, scoffing, âDonât slander me, be careful I sue you for defamation. You say, Iâve wronged you, got any evidence? What about this batch of goods, that batch of goods, can you prove they were ours?â
âOh, I forgot to tell you, those two batches of goods donât exist in our records.â
âDamn it!â Wang Tie slammed the table, cursing loudly, wishing he could punch that detestable face.
Yi Feng held him back, his expression very calm.
âItâs okay, it doesnât matter if you donât admit it, we know what we know, and thereâs plenty of time ahead, weâll take it slow.â
âI can play with you nicely, there are plenty of opportunities.â
Yi Feng sneered, turned his head, and took out a document from his bag.
âThis is the notice of termination of cooperation, Xifeng Electronics and Shengde Company hereby officially end our partnership!â
With that, Yi Feng stood up, threw the document in his face, knocking his cigarette to the ground.
âDamn you!â Nie Xin cursed as the cigarette burned his mouth, and when he looked up again, Yi Feng and Wang Tie had already left the reception room.
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