Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

Looking at the space that had returned to normal, I felt overjoyed and let out a long sigh of relief.

I thought everything would get back on track, but reality dealt me ​​a heavy blow.

During the previous space crisis, supply was interrupted, and many business partners sought alternative sources of goods. Now that I have contacted them again, most of them are taking a wait-and-see attitude, and some have even directly rejected my cooperation request.

"Ms. Miao, your previous supply chain was unstable, causing us heavy losses. We really can't afford to take any more risks now." The formulaic rejection came from the other end of the phone, and my heart sank lower and lower.

Rebuilding the business empire is proving to be far more difficult than I imagined.

I gritted my teeth; I couldn't just give up like this!

After the space was restored, the quality of the crops improved even further, which is my advantage!

I have decided to launch a new product – the "Fairy Dew" series of fruits and vegetables, which focuses on being all-natural and of high quality.

The news immediately attracted market attention, and orders gradually increased.

I seemed to see a glimmer of hope, but that glimmer was quickly obscured by dark clouds.

My competitor, the Zhao Group, which has always seen me as a thorn in their side, has actually started to maliciously lower prices. Their product prices are even below cost!

It's obvious they want to squeeze me out of the market.

I immediately felt immense pressure. The cash flow was already strained due to the previous crisis, and now it was even worse.

Gong Lin noticed my anxiety and pulled me into his arms. "Qingqing, don't worry, we'll figure something out together." His words gave me great comfort, but also made me more aware of the seriousness of the problem.

I began to analyze the Zhao Group's strategy. Their low-price strategy couldn't last long; there must be some conspiracy involved.

While maintaining relationships with existing clients, I intensified my investigation into the Zhao Group's background.

A few days later, I finally received news that the product testing report from the Zhao Group seemed to have a problem...

"Gong Lin," I suddenly looked up, a glint of light flashing in my eyes, "help me check the Zhao Group's recent quality inspection report!"

Gong Lin's efficiency is always astonishing. In less than two days, he obtained the quality inspection report from the Zhao Group, and sure enough, there was a problem!

Although their products look glamorous, they actually have excessive pesticide residues, which can be harmful to the human body if consumed in the long term.

Holding this report, I felt a surge of anger. How could they disregard consumers' health so blatantly for the sake of profit!

"Qingqing, don't be angry, leave it to me." Gong Lin gently stroked my hair, his eyes filled with love and trust.

I leaned against him, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from him, and my anxiety gradually subsided.

We discussed countermeasures, and Gong Lin suggested that we should not engage in a price war directly with the Zhao Group, as that would only result in mutual losses.

He cleverly leaked information about the quality problems of Zhao's Group's products to some key clients, who all had extremely high requirements for food safety. As soon as the news came out, it immediately attracted their attention.

Soon, Zhao's Group's products were returned on a large scale, and their reputation plummeted.

As I watched all this, a feeling of admiration for Gong Lin welled up within me.

He is not only exceptionally skilled, but also meticulous in his thinking, and always provides me with the most effective assistance at crucial moments.

He looked down at me, a faint smile playing on his lips: "So, what do you think? My idea wasn't bad, was it?"

I smiled and nodded, leaning against him, feeling incredibly safe and secure.

"Hmm, you're really impressive! But..." I looked up, a sly glint in my eyes, "This is just the first step."

He raised an eyebrow, a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "Oh? What other plans are there?"

I smiled mysteriously, got up from his embrace, walked to the window, looked at the night view outside, and slowly said, "The real show is about to begin..." I turned around, looked at him, and said with a confident glint in my eyes, "I will make the Zhao Group disappear from the market completely!"

He looked at me with eyes full of doting and admiration.

Suddenly, the phone rang...

The call was from Mr. Li, the owner of the largest chain supermarket in H City and one of my most important business partners.

Previously, due to the space crisis, he had to find another source of goods, and this time when he called, his tone was hesitant.

I understood his concerns, so I invited him to visit my newly rented planting base.

“Mr. Li, seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving. Instead of listening to others, why don’t you come and see for yourself?” I said confidently, with an undeniable firmness.

Mr. Li finally accepted my invitation.

The next day, I took him to visit the new base in the suburbs.

This plot of land is three times larger than my previous planting area, with rows of modern greenhouses neatly arranged, lush and vibrant inside.

I explained to him in detail the new characteristics after the space was restored, as well as the unique advantages of the "Fairy Dew" series of fruits and vegetables—purely natural, pollution-free, with better taste and higher nutritional value.

Mr. Li looked at everything before him with a surprised expression.

He originally thought that my previous supply disruptions were due to a broken cash flow, but he didn't expect that I had quietly expanded the scale of production.

He immediately made the decision and signed a cooperation agreement with me that was even larger than before.

With Mr. Li taking the lead, other hesitant clients also re-established cooperative relationships with me.

My business empire has not only recovered, but has reached a new level.

That night, Gong Lin and I celebrated at the rooftop restaurant.

Outside the window, the night view is dazzling, and the red wine in the glass exudes an enticing aroma.

Gong Lin raised his glass and looked at me affectionately: "Qingqing, you're amazing!"

I smiled back and lightly clinked glasses with him. Those around us cast envious glances.

However, just when I thought everything was going in the right direction, a waiter handed me an unsigned envelope.

My heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Miss Miao, someone asked me to give this to you." After saying this, the waiter turned and left.

As I looked at the envelope in my hand, a sense of foreboding washed over me.

Gong Lin noticed my unusual behavior: "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the envelope...

On the letter, a line of beautiful yet chilling handwriting caught my eye, like a venomous snake that instantly coiled around my heart…

I gripped the letter tightly, my knuckles turning white.

"What's wrong?" Gong Lin noticed my unusual behavior and asked with concern.

I looked up at him and said, slowly and deliberately, "Someone is trying to harm us..." My gaze fell on the last scribble on the letter—a blood-red, spider-like mark...