"You two immortals, did your mother die early and there was no one to beat you, so your skin is itchy?"

Everyone is already angry.

At this point, as long as someone takes the lead, the two of them will be beaten to a pulp.

"Don't be angry, everyone, these losses are all mine, all mine!"

Zhu Fang smiled and bought another box for each person.

Everyone gave them both a scolding and then gave up.

"You two, do you want to continue cracking down on counterfeiting?"

The shopping guide looked at the two of them with a sneer. If these two guys hadn't helped him sell a lot of things and improved his performance, he would have beaten them long ago.

"Call your store manager!"

Zhu Fang's voice turned cold.

What?

The shopping guide was stunned for a moment. He had never seen such a person before. He was obviously in trouble, so he still wanted to see the store manager?

Don’t want to live anymore?

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

With that said, Zhu Fang stepped forward and slapped her, letting out all the anger she had just held back.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, what's going on?"

At this moment, the store manager happened to come back.

"I am Zhu Fang, the head of the Zhu family!"

Zhu Fang's face sank like water.

He came to watch a show today, and now he has performed a monkey show for others, which is very embarrassing.

After hearing what he said, the store manager was trembling in his heart.

Because the big boss behind the scenes is a member of the Zhu family.

Immediately, he put on a smile and said: "It's nice of you to come here all the time. Doesn't it look like our store is doing well? We sold hundreds of thousands of dollars today, breaking the record. Come here and put out the newly arrived goods."

"Show your mother!"

Zhu Fang just slapped her in the face.

The store manager was stunned for a moment.

What is going on?

Are you beaten even if you make money?

"Let me ask you, have you received the notice that from now on, the products of Xie Group will be eight percent fake and two percent genuine?"

Zhu Fang asked coldly.

"received."

The store manager said very aggrievedly: "The two genuine ones are all purchased by me from Washington, and the eighty percent fake ones are all brought directly from Zhu Hong's factory. That's right."

Um?

After hearing this, Zhu Fang frowned.

Since it was brought directly from Zhu Hong’s shop, it must be a fake. How did it become real?

Could it be that he was transferred by someone?

Thinking of this, even he laughed.

How could anyone in the world be so stupid as to exchange genuine goods for fake ones?

"Go and get your new goods."

"yes!"

The store manager took Zhu Fang to the backyard and happened to see a pickup truck parked there with boxes on the truck.

He opened a box at random and found that they were all real.

I opened another box and it was still real.

Zhu Fang and Zhu Fei exchanged a look and immediately realized something was wrong.

"Go and bring all the experts at home. If it's not enough, hire two more from outside. Let's go to the factory."

Zhu Fang said in a deep voice.

He has discovered the problem.

Right in Zhu Hong’s factory!

…

In the past few days, Zhu Hong asked for money and equipment, and Zhu Fang spent more than 40 million.

That’s all real money!

Although he felt distressed, he couldn't bear it when he thought that these more than 40 million could defeat the Xie Group and bring prosperity to his Zhu family.

In the end, he didn't expect that his strong support would be ruined by that stupid boy Zhu Hong.

If I had known earlier, I should have let him die in the orphanage and not taken him back.

After gathering the troops, he rushed to the outskirts in a hurry.

"Brother, don't be impatient. I think there must be a misunderstanding. No matter how stupid Zhu Hong is, he can't pass off genuine goods as fakes."

Zhu Fei quickly explained.

"It was a misunderstanding in the end, otherwise..."

Zhu Fang sneered and didn't say anything else, but the meaning was already obvious.

If his 40 million was in vain, he would let the father and son feed the bastard!

"Where's the goods?"

When Zhu Fang entered the factory and saw that it was empty, she was stunned.

"The goods have all been shipped away, and now demand exceeds supply. Business is very good."

A person in charge said.

After hearing this, Zhu Fang became even more angry and went directly into the factory workshop.

After looking at all the production processes, his face turned green.

He didn't see a bag of flour, but instead saw a lot of precious medicinal materials.

Moreover, every process is strictly controlled by someone.

This is no longer a workshop that produces fake goods. It is basically a national standard production workshop!

"asshole!"

His eyes burst with blood, "Where is Zhu Hong? Where is the lame man? Find it for me!"

No one paid attention to him, so he had to run to the office by himself.

He wanted the office to become the grave of Zhu Hong and his son.

Zhu Fei obviously knew this, as his calves were cramped along the way and he almost fell down several times.

"Where's the work permit? Are you employees here? Who asked you to break in?"

Seeing the fierce-looking Zhu Fang and others, the security guards rushed over to greet them, but were immediately pushed away by Zhu Fang's bodyguards.

"Let me ask you, where is your factory director?"

These words were basically shouted directly by Zhu Fang.

The security guard was so shocked that he couldn't even speak and had to point to the office.

"Brother, don't worry. I'll go in and take a look first. If there's something wrong with that kid, I'll definitely shave him alive."

Zhu Fei tried his best to show his loyalty.

However, Zhu Fang doesn't appreciate it at all. He just wants to kill people now.

No matter how you kill your nephew or your younger brother, you must kill him!

"Bang!"

Arriving at the office, Zhu Fang kicked the door into pieces.

"Zhu Hong!"

He cursed fiercely, "You are a cripple, you are so greedy, how dare you betray me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned, because the person sitting on the boss's chair was not the dead cripple, but a strange young man.
To be continued...