Qi's employees had undergone strict induction training. Even if they saw their direct supervisor's wife coming to catch him cheating with their own eyes, they could continue working with a straight face.
In summary, they were professionals.
Unless they couldn't stand it.
'Clunk.'
Yi Qingju looked at the surprised expressions of the passersby, somewhat puzzled.
[Are all the folders collectively slipping today? Why is everyone still dropping stuff non-stop?]
"What are you all staring blankly for? Hurry up and say hello to President Qi. Politeness should be fed into——"
The minister who was holding a cup of coffee and coming over to inspect originally had a stern expression, but when he saw Yi Qingju next to Qi Weiran, his voice stopped abruptly, and he almost didn't hold onto the cup.
It wasn't until the two of them walked past that they gradually came back to their senses.
"My god, I thought what was said on the hot search before was fake."
Someone said in disbelief.
"Yi Qingju in person is even whiter than she is in the video."
"The last time I saw her was when she used tricks to get Assistant Yang fired and was kicked out by President Qi."
"What is this melon? How come I don't know!?"
"This matter, it's a long story——"
Seeing the man who sat down as soon as he arrived and didn't care about anything else, Yi Qingju was stunned for a moment.
Qi Weiran also reacted when he saw the smooth tabletop in front of him. He rarely came to the cafeteria to eat. Usually Wan Sui would pick out meals according to his taste and put them here.
Just as Qi Weiran was about to stand up, Yi Qingju looked around and walked towards the most central self-service area: "Sir, I'll go."
[Okay, okay, the God of Wealth doesn't know anything about the hardships of the mortal world. I'll go, why not?]
Qi Weiran: "...."
Remember to get it myself next time.
Because it was too late, the huge cafeteria was empty. Qi Weiran found that he had to turn around to see Yi Qingju, so he stood up and moved to the seat opposite hers.
And Yi Qingju, who was lowering her head to pick out food, did not notice his gaze.
Looking at the steamed buns with pork filling that stood out sharply against the other empty foods in the small basket, Yi Qingju smiled at the cafeteria auntie who was secretly looking at her: "Auntie, is this very delicious? Why is it all sold out?"
When the cafeteria auntie saw her talking to herself, she immediately said happily: "Pork prices have risen sharply recently. There were only a few to begin with, so they were empty quickly."
Yi Qingju asked curiously, "The prices went up? Isn't the cafeteria supply handled by Qi's breeding department over there? How could they be out of stock?"
The cafeteria auntie thought, as expected, the young mistress of a wealthy family was ignorant of the ways of the world.
"Oh, TV said recently that pigs were infected with some disease and died off, the corpses couldn't even be eaten. Even Qi's breeding farms couldn't escape unscathed."
Seeing that Yi Qingju was still very curious about this, the cafeteria auntie secretly said: "Madam, although I know you don't care about these things, let me tell you, President Qi had better pay attention."
"Recently, a brand called Second Eldest Brother has been particularly popular. They don't sell their pork to any food processing companies, restaurants, hotels, and supply directly to the markets and supermarkets. They also announced the wholesale prices, prohibiting those businessmen from reselling at high prices."
"Moreover, they also meet health standards. Recently when people buy meat, they specifically ask if it's from their pigs."
Hearing this, she curled her lips: "So amazing."
But she thought to herself: Bullshit, not only am I starting a company, but I'm also opening a branch factory, heh heh.
When Yi Qingju held back her excitement and raised her eyes to meet Qi Weiran's gaze.
"Sir, why did you change seats?" she asked.
[What's wrong, is this side not clean enough, so you left it for me to sit on?]
Putting the tray on the table, Yi Qingju surreptitiously looked for stains under the bench with her eyes.
Qi Weiran: "...."
"The feng shui is good here."
Yi Qingju: ?
[Let you be superstitious but not let you lie, what's wrong with the feng shui here? I think it's great.]
When Qi Weiran lowered his eyes to look at the food in his plate, he was surprised to find—
The food in the plate was all what he liked to eat, and there was even a cup of hot.....soy milk placed by his hand.
"Thank you for your hard work." He said sincerely from the bottom of his heart.
If it weren't for him being able to hear what Yi Qingju thought, perhaps he would really be fooled by her performance for a lifetime, and even until his death he would believe that this person loved him deeply.
Yi Qingju smiled and shook her head: "It's not hard work."
[Knowing that it's hard work is good enough, eat a full meal gratefully and then hurry back to make money.]
Perhaps the heavens heard Yi Qingju's request. When Qi Weiran finished drinking the soy milk, a phone call suddenly came in.
He then picked up the phone and put it to his ear: "Speak."
Wan Sui's voice came from the other end: "Sir, I found some things. MS knows about Second Eldest Brother's matters and held a private banquet, inviting that boss surnamed Qi."
Second Eldest Brother was that pig farm.
Every time he heard this name, he couldn't help but suspect that the person behind the scenes was hitting the Qi surname to show off and make trouble.
After all, this naming level did not seem like those self-proclaimed noble side branches of the Qi family.
But if it was said that the other party was just an ordinary person who happened to have the same surname, then the timing was too coincidental, coincidental enough to make people suspect something was going on.
When the whole country was at a loss as to how to deal with the sudden pig disease, Second Eldest Brother's boss had set up the game in the dark early on to take advantage of the first wave of benefits from timely prevention, and also won a good reputation.
This way, even after the pig disease was gradually controlled, the people would instinctively still choose their meat.
The means were too cunning for an ordinary person to pull off.
After thinking briefly, he said to Wan Sui: "I know."
Yi Qingju didn't notice the change in his expression. She was lowering her head looking at the text messages on her old cell phone.
'Boss Yi, MS contacted me this morning and said they wanted to invite you to attend a private dinner party this weekend.'
She instinctively wanted to decline. To be honest, if it wasn't for fear of exposing her identity, she had to go to get acquainted for business relations.
Moreover, what MS was probably interested in was the 'Qi' surname that Yi Qingju had made up.
After all, how could they invite her, a pig farm owner, to an upper class banquet? That would be too preposterous.
But refusing would offend people. MS was not Qi, their managers were not much more broad-minded than the eye of a needle. Before the company was established, she really didn't want to become a target.
Just as she was hesitating, Ande sent another message.
'They said it was a masquerade party, Boss Yi, can you not go?' He was probably also considering MS.
When Yi Qingju heard that the theme was 'masquerade', her eyes lit up.
'Tell them we've received the invitation and will arrive on time next weekend.'
When she raised her head, Qi Weiran opposite her didn't know how long he had been looking at her.
"Who are you chatting with?" he asked.
For some reason, Yi Qingju seemed to hear a hint of interrogation and grievance in it.
[Damn..... ]
Finally taking the opportunity to leave when the other party was busy, Yi Qingju had just walked out the door, thinking about Qi Weiran's abnormal behavior today, and didn't notice it. She bumped into the person in front of her.
"Sor—"
Before she could finish the last word, when she raised her eyes to see the other person's looks, Yi Qingju's pupils suddenly constricted!
Why was he here!?
