Shuttle of the city

Putting on her pajamas, Ye Zichuan went downstairs and sat beside Lin Yuyao.

Even at a distance of half a meter, Ye Zichuan could smell the light and alluring fragrance on her body.

"Is the pharmacy busy these days?" Lin Yuyao asked.

"It's okay, it's not as busy as it was when I first started."

Lin Yuyao nodded: "Your pharmacy has a good development prospect. The supply is high-quality products, and the price is the same as the market price. If this goes on, there will definitely be more and more customers."

"But, have you ever thought about such consequences?"

"Consequence?" Ye Zichuan was slightly taken aback.

"Yes." Lin Yuyao picked up a glass of red wine and shook it gently: "You will affect the balance of the market. The price of other people's medicine is the same as yours, but your medicine is better. Customers will definitely choose you first."

"If you do this, you are stealing other people's customers. If things go on like this, it will definitely cause others' dissatisfaction."

"Then, does Sister Lin have any suggestions?"

"The shopping mall is like a battlefield. Since you become this dark horse, you will definitely cause hostility from your peers. This is inevitable. I can't guess what specific methods they will use."

"But it's nothing more than starting from the sources of supply, customers, and sales channels, so you just need to prepare from these aspects."

Ye Zichuan nodded. Although Lin Yuyao felt that what Lin Yuyao said was reasonable, he had no idea how to do business.

"By the way, Sister Lin, where are you going to hold your birthday in a few days?" Ye Zichuan asked.

Lin Yuyao turned her head and glanced at him: "Just stay at home, just ask a few acquaintances to celebrate."

"It's so simple?" Ye Zichuan opened his mouth. Lin Yuyao's birthday, shouldn't it be the kind of celebration of the whole world?

"Let's talk about the specifics in a few days, anyway, I don't care too much." Lin Yuyao smiled and looked at him: "Why, can't wait to give me a gift?"

"Uh... I just ask."

"Can you tell me what gift you have prepared for me?"

"I can't tell you this for sure, it's a surprise after all."

Lin Yuyao pursed her lips, her eyes bent into crescents: "Then sister is looking forward to your gift."

Seeing that bright and charming smile, Ye Zichuan was stunned for a while.

"Why look at me like this? Flowers on my face?" Looking at Ye Zichuan's eyes, Lin Yuyao's face was blushed, not knowing whether it was because of drinking or being shy.

"No...No." Ye Zichuan quickly looked away, his old face flushed.

Lin Yuyao covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Go to bed early, I'll go to bed first, good night."

"good night."

Seeing Lin Yuyao go upstairs, Ye Zichuan gave a wry smile.

It's not that he is unable to concentrate, but facing Lin Yuyao, any man will have other ideas.

This is also the reason why he doesn't come to the villa often recently, but lives in his previous place.

Back to his bedroom, Ye Zichuan was about to go to bed, but Lin Yuyao's voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "There is a charity party tomorrow night, do you want to go with me?"

"Okay."

"Well, contact me then."

After waking up the next morning, Ye Zichuan made breakfast. Lin Yuyao went to work after taking it, while Ye Zichuan returned to her pharmacy to continue working.

At the same time, today’s news headline also blasted the entire internet circle.

Su Che, a manager of Sanlong Investment, died in his home when he was discovered. Several of their bodyguards died. The cause of death is unknown and is still under investigation.

Su Che was secretly a hall master of the Sanlonghui, and on the face of it was a manager of Sanlong Investment. He had a proper identity, so his death caused such a sensation.

Moreover, the wealth of Sanlong Investment is second to none in the entire Jianghai. Some people say that the boss behind him is a tycoon on the coast, and some say that Sanlong Investment involves overseas forces.

No one knows exactly what it is, but the distribution of Sanlong Investment's projects throughout Jianghai is extremely objective, and many large projects have been invested in.

Tianhai International, Vice President's Office.

Yang Xuze looked at the news in the newspaper, frowned slightly, his face was not very good.

He knew the news last night. Losing a person is a small matter, but it is the person who has gotten the Gu, which makes him a little unbearable.

Counting the previous one, this is already the second one.

It's not as easy as you imagined. If you die a Gu worm, the owner will suffer a backlash. If you come several times, the gods will not be able to hold it.

"Who the hell is it?" He didn't think who would break into Su Che's residence.

Moreover, he had seen all the surveillance, and he hadn't seen anyone walk in at all, and he found no evidence at the scene.

Such a silent, ghost-like crime, the other party is undoubtedly a master.

Putting down the newspaper, Yang Xuze rubbed his eyebrows.

His recent losses are a bit big, and it seems that since he met Ye Zichuan, nothing went well for him.

Thinking of that boring face, he couldn't restrain the killing intent in his heart.

"President Yang, your coffee." A soft voice sounded.

Yang Xuze raised his head and saw his secretary walk in with a cup of coffee.

"It's you, thank you."

"Is Yang always tired? Let me give you a massage."

With that said, she turned and came to Yang Xuze's back, with her slender fingers resting on Yang Xuze's temples, letting him rest on his chest and gently massaged it.

With his head resting on the plump and softness behind him, Yang Xuze's frowning brows gradually stretched, and his hands began to become dishonest...

"Mr. Yang..." A soft groan came from behind.

Having been busy until the evening, Ye Zichuan returned to the villa, had dinner with Lin Yuyao, and drove towards the heaven and earth.

Tonight here is very lively. I don’t know how many luxury cars have been parked in the parking lot, and none of them is below one million.

After getting out of the car, Ye Zichuan had just locked the door, and a slightly frivolous voice rang: "It's Sister Yuyao, are you coming to the party tonight?"

Ye Zichuan turned his head and saw a familiar face.

Song Yunsheng!

Seeing him, Ye Zichuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He couldn't forget the last time Lin Yuyao was here to talk about business, and finally suffered betrayal and threats of helplessness, behind which Song Yunsheng was playing a ghost.

But because Ye Zichuan wore an artificial human skin mask that time, Song Yunsheng did not recognize Ye Zichuan this time.

Song Yunsheng's eyes looked a little unscrupulously on Lin Yuyao. Tonight's Lin Yuyao wore a half-back evening gown and stepped on black high heels. His slender and tall posture made him look slimmer and taller. The awe-inspiring nobility.

Lin Yuyao glanced at him, then gently took Ye Zichuan's arm, turned and walked inside.