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"It's not a counterfeit, nor a substandard product, and it's not that the machine snake is fading color. The product manual clearly states that the machine is not resistant to high temperatures and will definitely fade when exposed to hot water. Using the machine snake in a hot spring is itself a form of damage to it, so of course it will fade color. We have made this very clear; it is you who did not read the manual carefully before making unfounded accusations against our product, which is a slander against our company. You are the one who should apologize."

Feeling stifled, Wu Haofeng pushed aside the messy crowd who had come to question him, and barged into Wanli Fuguang's room. With a bang, the door was slammed shut by Wu Haofeng, who was filled with anger, as he shouted angrily.

"Young Master, why use the statement written by Huang Qiaqia? You know perfectly well that consumers will see..."

Wanli Fuguang's eyes showed a hint of confusion as he slowly raised his hand and took out a handwritten statement.

"Is the statement written by Huang Qiaqia acceptable?"

"Thank you very much for your feedback. We will actively address the issues you raised. The snake robot does change when exposed to high temperatures and water, which is a potential problem we haven't yet solved in our production process. We will strive to correct it. Regarding the other issues you mentioned, we will provide reasonable explanations. Of course, we sincerely apologize for any unpleasant experience this may have caused your child and their friends. Finally, thank you again for your valuable feedback; we will actively make improvements."

With a furrowed brow, Wu Haofeng repeatedly read the statement in his hand. Suddenly, he realized that Sheng Shanxing had come to see him earlier, and he instantly understood that the statement that had just been released to the public was not written by Huang Qiaqia, but the one in Wanli Fuguang's hand.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

Wu Haofeng, as if riding on wheels of fire, had bulging veins on his forehead, bloodshot eyes, and a burning rage bursting from his chest as he stood in the corridor outside the public relations department and shouted.

"Who wrote the statement that was just released? Get out here!"

With her face deathly pale, Xin Xin lowered her head and shuffled shakily to Wu Haofeng's side.

With a "smack," Wu Haofeng slapped the statement written by Huang Qiaqia onto Xin Xin's face and angrily cursed at her.

"You never went to school, did you? Do your university professors not lecture?"

Xin Xin's hair stood on end. She buried her head, not daring to look at Wu Haofeng's face, which was contorted with rage. Her voice trembled, and her hands and feet were ice-cold.

"I...we...university..."

"Did the teacher teach you this in the first lesson? Don't give negative suggestions! Don't give negative suggestions! Don't respond to the negative issue of the robot snake fading color, and don't repeatedly bring up the negative issue of the robot snake fading color."

"I……"

"You're a PR person! I paid you to come here, not to fight. You're using your own linguistic habits to respond to the public's logical thinking. Are you brainless? Or do you think you're a master of arguing and can out-argue a woman who can't even read an instruction manual?"

"I……"

"We all know that robotic snakes can't soak in hot springs, and some customers who had a good experience with our products after seeing this video even spoke out in our defense. And you? You issued this statement, and all public opinion is now on our side. They're saying we're bullying our customers because we're a big company, and that we've been dragged into this mess because of your hot-blooded enthusiasm. Are you satisfied now? Feeling good? Have you had your fill of cursing?"

Staring at the rage emanating from Wu Haofeng, those around him had no idea who this furious man was or why he was coming to the public relations department to hurl insults.

Wu Haofeng's cell phone rang softly, and Wanli Fuguang's slow and deliberate voice came through.

"time to go."

Wu Haofeng let out a long sigh of relief, glanced at the other silent employees in the public relations department, and then turned to the trembling Xin Xin, lowering his voice and speaking solemnly.

"Go back to work and work diligently."

As soon as Wu Haofeng turned around, the chairman and a group of general managers followed behind him, heads down and faces tense, afraid that their breathing might annoy Wu Haofeng.

Wu Haofeng took a breath, pushed them aside, strode forward, got into his Alfa Romeo, and closed his eyes.

"The girl's name is Xin Xin, right? She's quite pretty. You were talking so loudly to her. Invite her out for dinner tonight as an apology."

"Do not have time."

"is it?"

Wanli Fuguang held up his camera and searched through the photos Wu Haofeng had taken of Huang Qiaqia. Huang Qiaqia said he couldn't find the two photos with the bamboo leaf hairpin.

Wu Haofeng slowly opened his eyelids and started the Alfa Romeo with a sense of frustration.

Wanli Fuguang searched carefully again but couldn't find the two photos of the bamboo leaf hairpin. He slowly put down the camera and joked with a smile.

"Does the major shareholder still need to write a statement?"

"I……"

"Why take it out on a young girl? Internal strife is the biggest weakness of a company. There are many capable people, why only care about petty, short-sighted interests?"

Wu Haofeng frowned and pressed the dial button on the car phone.

“You should talk to the person I had a good chat with last time again, mainly asking him if he would like to be the chairman.”

"The chairman's family has some resources now, we..."

"Just do it."

Wu Haofeng coldly uttered a sentence and hung up the phone. With a worried expression, he muttered to Wanli Fuguang.

"Young Master, what about the second half of the year..."

"Don't worry, I won't let you starve. Who is this Sheng Shanxing?"

"His family runs a hospital, treating people using traditional methods. If a seriously ill patient recovers, they are asked to plant trees near the village or town for up to five years to offset the medical expenses. If a patient with a minor illness recovers, they are asked to plant trees for up to one year to offset the medical expenses. If the patient is not cured but shows some improvement, the two parties will discuss the matter."

"Who are the people on the team?"

"Most of them are doctors who use traditional methods of treatment. They are all highly skilled and most of them are selfless. There are many famous doctors among them."

"What are you planting?"

"Apricot trees, peach trees, apple trees, crabapple trees, pomegranate trees, kiwi trees, walnut trees, chestnut trees, hazelnut trees, ginkgo trees, grapes, strawberries, bayberries, longans, coconuts, bananas, mangoes... breadfruit trees."

"They even grow breadfruit trees; their business is quite large. Why did you stay at Huang Qiaqia's house for so many years?"

"The hospital started off well and expanded, offering traditional Chinese medicine services at low prices. However, more and more hospitals couldn't keep up with the demand, so they sent people to hunt down Sheng Shanxing's family. Coincidentally, Huang Qiaqia's father protected Sheng Shanxing and his younger brother. Later, Sheng Shanxing and his brother hid in Huang Qiaqia's house for a long time. Now that his brother is studying abroad, Sheng Shanxing is taking care of Huang Qiaqia like a younger sister."

Wanli Fuguang's eyes held a hint of suspicion.

"Huang Qiaqia's father? A physics teacher, how could he protect Sheng Shanxing's family and drive away the people who were chasing Sheng Shanxing?"