Seven Hundred and Sixteenth, Best-Selling Lipstick

Ren Xiaosu, as a person who saw and smashed the statue with his own eyes, naturally wanted to describe the scene in detail: "It was like this at the time. I was keeping watch over here, and suddenly such a statue floated over. After it was smashed, When it's put together again, it looks very hideous, you know what I mean, it's the kind with a face full of cracks..."

Cheng Yu's face was dark. He found that the more Ren Xiaosu talked, the colder his body became. Looking at the expressions of the other people around him, they were basically similar to him. They were very nervous and had to understand what happened.

After Ren Xiaosu finished speaking, no matter what others thought, he was going to sleep anyway.

For some reason, Ren Xiaosu always felt that after entering the holy mountain, it was too peaceful.

The statue incident must have been man-made. When the statue was hiding outside and secretly observing the camp just now, Ren Xiaosu was secretly observing the statue, and then he discovered that the direction the statue was looking at was the tent of the lover who died before.

So Luo Lan's guess is probably true, and the murderer is Wang Yun.

After leaving this incident aside, they have never encountered a Tinder company since they entered the Holy Mountain.

You must know that this is the core strategic location of Pyro Company. Before you come in, you will encounter a sneak attack from Pyro, but after you enter, it will disappear?

On the contrary, this made Ren Xiaosu vigilant. I am afraid that what awaits them next will be even more bizarre means.

The entire mountain range of the holy mountain covers a large area, spanning hundreds of kilometers. If they go at their current speed, they will reach the real core of the holy mountain in about ten days.

Just as Ren Xiaosu and the others continued to go deeper into the holy mountain, a cross-country convoy came from the Central Plains and arrived outside the 144th northwest barrier city.

Zhang Xiaoman had been waiting here a long time ago, but this time Zhang Xiaoman was only accompanying, and the officer who was really responsible for receiving the convoy was Wang Fengyuan, the intelligence chief of Fort 178.

Generally, matters that Wang Fengyuan came forward to deal with were treated as confidential.

Zhang Xiaoman probed from the side: "Boss Wang, who is here this time, and you still need to alarm you?"

Wang Fengyuan glanced at him: "Yo, we haven't seen each other for a few months, Zhang Xiaoman knows how to use honorifics, why the bigger the official, the more polite he is."

"Hey," Zhang Xiaoman didn't care about Wang Fengyuan's ridicule: "This is a kind of progress for me."

"Not bad," Wang Fengyuan nodded.

Then Zhang Xiaoman found out that Wang Fengyuan easily changed the subject and didn't intend to answer his question.

When the cross-country convoy came under the city wall, the people in the car didn't even get out of the car, but Wang Fengyuan got into a car and drove directly to the deeper northwest, followed by the convoy from afar.

Zhang Xiaoman curled his lips after watching the motorcade leave in a hurry: "I'm always mysterious."

The convoy continued to drive westward for more than a hundred kilometers, and finally stopped when it reached a small mountain depression. At this time, someone had already stationed a temporary military camp in the mountain depression, and the scale was not large. Lin Yuze, who was in charge of logistics, was greeting his subordinates. Cooking soldiers cook.

Zhang Jinglin came out of the military tent when he heard the sound, and someone from the convoy quickly took the wheelchair from the trunk, and then carried Wang Shengzhi in the back row onto the wheelchair.

Wang Shengzhi was smiling from beginning to end, and even waved to Zhang Jinglin when he was free: "Long time no see, when I passed by the No. 144 barrier just now, I found many caravan trucks parked outside, it seems that this decision to reopen the trade route is correct."

Zhang Jinglin said with a smile: "It's always a good thing to communicate with each other, but you may not think that the best-selling item in the Northwest of your Central Plains will be lipstick."

As soon as this remark came out, even Wang Shengzhi was stunned. As the real controller of the Wang consortium, even if he paid attention to business routes, he was more concerned with strategic material data.

I really didn't expect that the best-selling product in Northwest China would be lipstick.

Even Wang Fugui, the biggest lipstick dealer himself, didn't expect...

When he brought several carts of lipsticks, Zhang Xiaoman forced some big local businessmen to pick up the goods. At first, the big businessmen complained in their hearts, thinking that the goods might be thrown into their hands.

But who knew that Wang Fugui's vision was too accurate, this batch of lipsticks that everyone thought might be thrown in their hands, turned out to be very popular as soon as they came out!

Before that, what everyone thought was that there was a shortage of supplies in the northwest, so who would buy lipstick with spare money.

The result is that they don't understand women's love of beauty too much.

Later, other people also wanted to follow suit in the lipstick business, but an accident happened. The ruffian Zhang Xiaoman even made a lipstick business license, and then only awarded it to Wang Fugui.

Now, a popular business has become Wang Fugui's exclusive source of income.

Zhang Xiaoman's boss, Zhou Yinglong, heard about this incident and planned to let him take care of it, but then he thought that lipstick is not considered a strategic item, and the matter involved Ren Xiaosu, so he let it go...

Now on Wang Fugui's business routes, no matter who sees them, they should greet him politely, call Mr. Wang, or Mr. Wang, everyone knows that Wang Fugui must be someone in Fort 178, otherwise it would be impossible to be so stubborn .

There were even people who specifically approached Wang Fugui, asking him to help find someone to solve some difficult matters.

But Wang Fugui is also a measured person, he just does business according to his duties, and doesn't care about other messy things.

Wang Fugui felt that Ren Xiaosu was going to take over Fort 178 in the future, and he couldn't give Ren Xiaosu a bad reputation.

Zhang Jinglin looked at Wang Shengzhi: "The Central Plains are not peaceful now, how dare you come to the northwest so easily?"

Wang Shengzhi said with a smile: "Those ghosts and monsters have all gone to the holy mountain now, so I dare to go out like this."

"You lured him there," Zhang Jinglin pointed out.

"Haha, what delicious food did Chef Lin prepare today?" Wang Shengzhi pushed the wheels of his wheelchair and went to the barracks, as if he didn't want to answer this question.

This question, in fact, the real question is whether the Anjing Temple and the Wang family have started to join forces to make a game for the people of the world.

Since the fall of the East Lake, the big net laid out by Anjing Temple for many years has been continuously tightened, and it has also begun to continuously affect the Central Plains, but that is only the beginning, and the influence is not enough.

But now, a No. 001 experimental body has moved the entire Central Plains. Zhang Jinglin felt that 70% of the Transcendents in the entire Central Plains might have gone into the mountains. Why did Wang Shengzhi do this? Probably to clear away all unstable obstacles.

Wang Shengzhi suddenly turned his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, you have reached an agreement with the Qing family, agreeing to merge them into the railway, and use you to do business with the Central Plains. Are you guarding against me?"

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Thanks to Pilot Bajie, Lonely Buer, and Oh_Three students became new alliances in this book, and the bosses are generous