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Chapter 672 Selling the Insect Cake Factory??

"As for the people in the building..." Jun Bao said this with disdain. Even the planes they sent out day and night, various methods of searching for people, and even satellites were used, they still couldn't find them, let alone just...

The inspection team came to inspect.

But I couldn't say this. If I did, Wucheng would probably be drowned in tears.

"The people on the inspection team don't know and can only make nonsense. Think about it, who knows the whereabouts of the building and the rescue activities better than us?" Jun Bao said with certainty. After seeing that the aunt behind him stopped crying, he

He exhaled slowly and pursed his lips slightly.

At the same time, Jun Bao looked at his uncle. It seemed that he had to clean up the mess in Wucheng.

It's just a little early, the appointment hasn't arrived yet.

In an instant, countless plans flashed through Jun Bao's mind, and a cold aura came from him. This young man who was usually gentle and talkative felt terrifying at this moment.

Jing's mother and Jing's father slowly exhaled, "So, they are talking nonsense, that's good, that's good..."

My aunt Wang Fang also exhaled a breath, and then became worried:

"What about the red worm factory? Work has been suspended for several days now, and so many people in the factory are still eating and drinking.

But the biggest problem is that the people in the inspection team said that the person has been missing for three months and must be reported as dead. The shares of the insect factory are now divided into three parts. The largest shareholder is Jingshu, followed by the Wucheng City Government, and the second is Jingshu.

Encourage everyone to split shares.

The people from the inspection team wanted to buy Jingshu’s shares..."

My uncle’s family also held a small share of the stock, but even this small share allowed our family to have enough food and clothing in the last days. Not even a few days into these good days, the red worm factory was closed down. According to the inspection

The people in the group want this factory to be handed over to the higher ups.

But with so many organizations above, who knows which organization it is? Is it really for the sake of the people or is it just for personal gain? Or is it something else?

Jin Tianci coughed a few more times and said: "The red threadworm factory is really difficult to deal with... If Jingshu is here, we can at least find other ways to do it, but we can't rob it openly.

But the largest shareholder disappeared three months ago and was reported dead. According to the new apocalyptic law, half goes to relatives and half goes to the country. Even if you and your wife still hold a small half of the shares, you may have received a notice to sell the shares, right?"

Jing's mother wiped away her tears and said with anger: "You actually want to spend 8 million to buy all the remaining shares...8 million virtual coins just want to buy a huge cake factory for nothing? You can still buy virtual coins now

What?" If it weren't for the worry that Wucheng's boss was there, Jing's mother would have scolded her long ago.

Even so, Jin Tianci is also embarrassed. In the past, virtual coins were valuable, but now virtual coins are becoming less and less valuable. This is inevitable.

Is Jing's mother still angry that these shameless people are trying to fool her with some fictitious numbers? But it has to be said that if Jingshu is really determined to be dead, Chong Factory may not be able to hold on to it.

Jing's father said at this moment: "As long as Jingshu can come back alive and well, we don't ask for anything. If the people above want to buy the red worm factory, just buy it. Who allows them to hold the 'Sword of Shang Fang'?"

Jing's mother teased Jing's father, the insect cake factory is her daughter's hard work... Even though she didn't care about anything, didn't go to work, and didn't bother, she would definitely go there every month or two.

Jun Bao squinted his eyes, stood up and looked at the increasingly condensed earth outside, and said lightly: "I think this business can be done, but it needs to be discussed in the long run."

Although Jing Shu is not here, Jun Bao feels that Wucheng, as her backer, cannot be deprived of her family property so easily.

This will chill people's hearts, especially for a person who has made great contributions to Wucheng.

Of course, this is done because the people in the inspection team have harmed the interests of Wucheng people. In this three-thirds of an acre, no one dares to have any idea about his logistics... The insect cake factory solves one-tenth of the Wucheng people's problems every year

Two grains.

Such a big piece of meat, a hen that can lay golden eggs, my uncle is very happy to support it. He needs machinery to give machinery, people need people to give people, and money needs money to give money. He just can't hold it... Jun Bao clenched his fists.

, a little angry.

The next day, Jun Bao brought some Wucheng-style pepper chicken, smoked sausage and honey wine to a banquet for the delegation.

The guests of honor had a great time, and the people in the inspection team felt that Jun Bao from the imperial capital was very knowledgeable and worthy of being from the imperial capital. There were so many little ones in their hearts, and his suggestions were just right in their hearts.

"Jin Tianci, this nephew, is easy to talk to."

....

Jingshu on the other side didn't know that her insect cake factory was about to be sold. She was in a good mood, humming songs and eating delicious food in the space. Now that she was free, the space was enlarged again and there were more fields.

6 yuan.

Migration is getting closer and closer, Jingshu will definitely need to grow some things and make them into semi-finished products.

Anyway, 95% of the time Jingshu clicked on her mobile phone, she felt insecure, not to mention a little uneasy about having free space. She also thought that after returning home, the food at home would definitely be consumed, and she would have to make up for it unconsciously.

It is worth mentioning that the underground army was not very spectacular at first, but as the building moved, more and more wild mud mermaids were attracted around them, and then they worked as coolies for Jingshu.

In the first few days, Jingshu had no purpose. She just drove in the general direction. But later, after the mud mermaids native to Jingshu's space hatched, Jingshu sent them out to explore the road and draw maps.

Went.

The space was small, so every time a few came out, they were released. With such success, Jingshu forgot how much was released, but the map in her mind became clearer and clearer.

Once you have a goal and a direction, the next step will be easier.

The building is moving. Based on the weather, darkness, dimensions, etc., the people on the building quickly analyzed it, but where are they going this time? A powerful person quickly analyzed it based on various factors: "It is very likely that we are going back.

float!"

After the news came out, everyone in the building was excited because they saw hope!

"Moreover, it's a straight line, unlike when we came here in circles! This speed is faster, and we may drift back to Wucheng in a few days."

"In this case, if we persist for a few days, the rations will be enough!"

Everyone is excited. Who wouldn’t be happy to be able to survive and return to Wucheng alive?

Although this was an unforeseen disaster... no one can explain why.

Jing Shu even felt that she was the only one in the whole building who knew that she had received these benefits. Others might have followed suit and suffered a lot, but she had obtained this life-saving trump card. So what happens next?

, at least we have to protect these people thoroughly.
Chapter completed!
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