"Chairman Fang." When the phone was connected, Yang Ningyuan's teasing tone came from the other end of the line.
"Mr. Yang, don't make fun of me." Fang Qiu gave a wry smile.
"Okay." Yang Ningyuan laughed and asked, "Tell me, what do you want this time?"
Fang Qiu said, "It's nothing. It's just that it's not convenient for our company to show up, so I have to ask you to help donate the money to the Public Security Department."
"Is that all? Leave it to me." Yang Ningyuan smiled and continued, "Our group has a big win this time. You don't know how many people in the business circle are waiting to see us fail this time. I didn't expect that it would be completely solved by your three simple posts on Weibo. From now on, no one will dare to make any counterfeit of our Holy Flowers Formula ag
