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A few days later, He Qiaoyun was going to the city because the supermarket manager wanted to test her grapes. She stopped by the greenhouse and picked a bunch of early-ripening grapes to send to them.

About an hour later, her car slowly stopped in front of a very high-end CBD office building, and her eyes were drawn to the four bright characters on the top of the building.

The four large characters clearly read: Feng Group.

It turns out that this is the Feng Group, which built a research base for traditional Chinese medicine in their village.

"How impressive!" she thought to herself.

After her exclamation, her eyes searched for a parking space.

The surface parking spaces were all full, so she turned her head and spotted the entrance to the underground parking lot. She then turned on her turn signal and slowly drove into the entrance.

But the security booth didn't lower the barrier for a long time. She honked the horn, and the security guard poked his head out of the booth. He glanced at her dilapidated old van with disdain and shouted, "Go away, go away, park on the other side. You can't come in here."

He Qiaoyun rolled down the car window. "I'll just stop for a little while. I'll leave as soon as I'm done."

The security guard seemed to find it too hot outside, so he ignored her, closed the window, and started playing on his phone.

He Qiaoyun was both angry and helpless, and had no choice but to reverse the car.

At this moment, a black Maybach slowly drove up behind her. Because she was blocking the way in front and wouldn't go in, they could only follow behind her in line.

He Qiaoyun was so angry that she didn't notice the Maybach parked behind her. After backing up to what she thought was a reasonable distance, she started turning the steering wheel.

With a loud "bang," her taillight collided head-on with the right headlight of the car behind her.

The muffled sound startled her so much that she immediately slammed on the brakes. She was terrified, and her heart was pounding wildly.

After confirming that she was alright, she put the car in neutral, pulled the handbrake, and then opened the car door. Just as she was about to get out, the seatbelt pulled her back into the car.

Her fingers trembled as she unbuckled her seatbelt, hurriedly got out of the car, and walked to the black Maybach.

At this moment, the security guard who was scrolling through his phone in the guard booth saw this scene and his eyes lit up.

A dilapidated van crashed into a Maybach!

This would bankrupt them!

It's worth seeing.

Inside the Maybach at this moment.

The young man in the passenger seat glanced at the flustered woman outside, then turned to the man in the back seat and said, "Mr. Wan, I'm going downstairs for a bit."

The man called "Little Wan" put down his phone, pinched his brow in annoyance, and gave a faint "hmm".

After his assistant opened the car door, he turned to look out the window and said, "Just follow the normal procedure, don't make things difficult for her."

"Okay, Mr. Wan."

It was 2 p.m., the time when people were preparing to start work. Many workers returning to work couldn't help but take out their phones to take pictures and videos of this scene and upload them to their social media accounts.

He Qiaoyun became even more nervous looking at the people taking pictures around her.

Although she doesn't know much about cars, she surfs the internet a lot and recognizes a few car logos.

This upright car logo, shaped like a rice dumpling, belongs to Maybach, a luxury car brand worth millions.

It’s over.

She reversed too sharply and smashed the other car's right headlight and scratched the paint.

The headlights and paint of this imported car must be expensive...

A young man got out of the passenger seat and handed her a business card. "Hello, ma'am, I am the assistant to the president of Wan's Group. This is my business card."

He Qiaoyun took the business card with trembling hands. "Hello, I...I'm really sorry, I really didn't mean to. The security guard wouldn't let me in, so I got a little angry, and before I knew it..."

The young man smiled politely and said, "It's alright. Since it has already happened, just pay up. Would it be convenient for you to leave your phone number or WeChat ID so we can discuss the subsequent repair costs?"

He Qiaoyun readily agreed, "Of course, of course," she said, touching her pocket, taking out her phone, and pulling up her WeChat friend code, "Add me."

The young man scanned the WeChat QR code and glanced at her WeChat profile, which clearly read: AAA Fruit Planting He Qiaoyun.

He clicked "add" and smiled, "Ms. He, please drive your car away now. We'll contact you again once there's progress on the repairs."

He Qiaoyun hesitated before asking, "The repairs won't be very expensive, will they? I'm just a small fruit farmer..."

The young man smiled faintly, "I don't know the specifics either, please prepare the money first."

He Qiaoyun felt like the sky was falling when she heard this.

This luxury car, worth several million, will probably cost him all his savings.

She sighed silently in her heart and forced a bitter, strained smile. "Okay."

To be honest, their attitude was already very good. They got straight to business and didn't insult or mock her about whether she knew how to drive...

The young man nodded slightly, opened the car door, and got in.

He Qiaoyun also got into the car and carefully drove it away.

The crowd dispersed after failing to witness the expected bickering, arguing, and insults.

There are still more good people than bad in this world.

He Qiaoyun parked her car in the underground parking lot of a nearby shopping mall, then carried the grape samples and walked around for five or six hundred meters before arriving at the office building.

She didn't have a key card to get inside and didn't know which floor Bernie's company was on, so she sent a message to someone at Bernie's company.

A short while later, their manager came down and led her upstairs.

*

at this time.

Inside the office of the chairman of the Fung Group.

Feng Jiashu had just finished a long meeting and was about to take a break when Assistant Guo entered and said, "Chairman, Mr. Wan from the Wan Group is here to discuss a cooperation plan for artificial intelligence technology. He is waiting for you in the conference room."

Feng Jiashu wearily rubbed his temples. "Have their subordinates reviewed their proposal? What do they think?"

Assistant Guo replied, "There's nothing wrong with the plan. They are the first company to research this technology, so their price is a little high, five percent higher than we expected."

The assistant handed him a document as he spoke.

Feng Jiashu took the document, glanced at it, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said, "Let's go, let's go see him."

As they entered the conference room, Xiao Wan and his assistant quickly stood up and extended their hands to him, saying, "Chairman Feng, it's an honor to meet you. We apologize for the sudden visit."

Feng Jiashu shook hands with him, saying, "Don't bother me, please have a seat."

*

The supermarket manager accepted the grapes and asked He Qiaoyun, "The grapes should be ready to pick in another week, right? Our supermarket needs to make money, so we have to get them on the market in large quantities before our competitors to seize the market opportunity."

He Qiaoyun pondered for a moment, then nodded. "That should be enough. I'll send you photos in a week. You can bring people over to take a look. If you think it's okay, I'll arrange for people to harvest the fruit immediately, and then you can arrange for a truck to transport it."

The person in charge stood up and extended his hand to her, saying, "Then it's settled."

He Qiaoyun gently shook hands, then let go, saying, "Then I'll head back now."

"Walk slowly."

As He Qiaoyun took the elevator downstairs, a business card fell out of her bag when she took out her phone.

Bending down to pick up the business card, I saw it belonged to the Wan Group, the company whose car I had just been involved in.

She put away the business card, opened Feng Jiashu's WeChat, and sent him a message: "[I just came to Feng's Group to deliver some grape samples for testing, and I accidentally bumped into someone's car, a Maybach. I damaged its right headlight and scratched a large area of ​​the paint. Do you have any connections to help me find out how much I'll have to pay in this situation, so I can be mentally prepared.]"

After sending it, she added a thank you.