It turns out that I am a peerless warrior

Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce.

In addition to the top executives of the Chamber of Commerce, Mao Lin sat at the top with a scary and gloomy expression.

"President, please think of a solution quickly!"

At this time, a senior executive finally couldn't sit still and came out and said: "As we all know, a city can only have one first-class chamber of commerce, and now we are at the juncture of the chamber of commerce's classification!"

"Yes, President."

Another senior executive came out and said: "Our competition with the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce could have remained on par. We were even better than the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce in terms of market development of gold, silver, and cultivator items. But now the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce Relying on a book, this month's revenue is 20% higher than our Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce. If it continues like this next month, we will have no choice but to give up the title of this first-level chamber of commerce."

"Yes, from now on we can only act according to the wishes of the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce. Even the pricing of items and market choices will be given priority by them." Another person came out and said.

For a time, everyone in the entire conference hall was worried.

This made Mao Lin, who was sitting at the top, look even more gloomy, and his palms gripped the seat with a rattling sound.

He originally thought that Yi Feng's poor book could sell two copies only because of his help, but who would have thought that it would become a big hit in Baofeng Chamber of Commerce in an instant.

Not only that, but the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce relied on this book to directly exceed the profit of the Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce by 20%.

"President, I heard before that the original author of this book came to see you before?" At this time, a senior executive asked Mao Lin.

Mao Lin raised his eyebrows.

It was okay if he didn't mention this, but he almost had a heart attack when he mentioned it.

Yes, it was obviously Yi Feng who came to him first, but he gave up the way to make a fortune. This was even more uncomfortable than losing his wife.

Immediately, his face was filled with embarrassment, he coughed twice, and then waved his hand and said: "Everyone, please be patient. What hasn't happened to our Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce since its establishment? I will start to solve this matter."

"May I ask the president how to solve it?"

someone asked.

Obviously, although Mao Lin is the president of the Chamber of Commerce, he does not own the Chamber of Commerce alone. This matter has aroused everyone's doubts.

"I have some friendship with that author. At worst, I will talk to him again and ask him to come back to our Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce to publish again." Mao Lin said with an ugly face.

"President, when he first approached our Chamber of Commerce to cooperate, we didn't want him, and now we ask him to come back. Is it so easy?" one of them asked.

Hearing this, other people also had worried looks on their faces.

When he said this, Mao Lin didn't look good on his face, but now that the matter had come to this, he had to find a way to bring Yi Feng back even if it was not easy, otherwise the top brass of the Chamber of Commerce would question him, and he, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, wouldn't be able to stand it!

Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said: "You don't have to worry about this. I said I still have some friendship with him and I will definitely let him come back. Don't worry!"

"I hope so."

Now that Mao Lin has said this, everyone in the Chamber of Commerce can only choose to believe it for the time being, and then the meeting ends.

Shogunate Hill behind Pingjiang City.

At the highest peak of the periphery, there is a courtyard. Next to the courtyard is a waterfall of 100 feet. The force of the waterfall condenses into a crystal clear water pool. Next to the pool, green smoke curls up. There is also a garden.

On the jade stone, a woman in white is playing a long harp, and the sound of the harp is lingering, attracting the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, like a fairyland on earth.

"Miss, Miss, what a happy event."

Just at this moment, a maid ran over with a face full of surprise.

"Maomao, didn't I tell you not to be impatient when doing things?" The woman in white looked at the maid who came over angrily, and gently lectured her.

"Miss, he has published a new book." Maomao shouted, waving his arms and holding a book in his hand.

"he?"

"The author of Dream of Red Mansions?"

Hearing this, the woman in white hurriedly stood up and greeted Maomao, "Quick, Maomao, show me quickly."

"Humph, Miss, you said I'm impatient, don't you think you're more impatient than me?" Maomao pouted her little red lips and said coquettishly.

"You still dare to talk back, hurry up, prepare a seat for me and prepare tea, and don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." The woman in white quickly ordered the maid Maomao.

With a cup of tea and a seat, the woman in white picked up a book and spent the whole day looking straight from morning to evening.

At this moment, she had already finished reading.

But he held the book for a long time and could not calm down. His eyes were full of emptiness, as if he was still in the love between Zhizunbao and Zhizunbao and had never come out of it.

"If you give me a chance to start over, I will tell you that I love you. If I have to add a time limit, I hope it will be ten thousand years..."

"Such a sentence..."

"What kind of person can write this?" The woman in white murmured softly.

Seeing this, Maomao raised his voice and said with a small mouth: "Miss, you see you are like this again. The Dream of Red Mansions made you sleepless and forgetful last time. This time it is better, even your eyes are stupid."

"You little girl, you actually talk back." The woman in white shouted softly, carefully held the Supreme Treasure in her hands, her red lips moved slightly and said: "A Dream of Red Mansions, a Supreme Treasure, Maomao, you say, this

This gentleman must be a very gentle person, what do you think he looks like?"

After saying that, her crystal eyes flashed and she became full of longing.

"I don't know either."

Maomao shook his head in distress.

"well!"

A sigh full of melancholy.

Boom, boom, boom!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Um?"

The woman in white frowned.

Maomao