Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

"Didn't you say you would help find someone? She must know that she can't escape and it's hard for her to cooperate. If we can get in touch with her daughter, maybe she would be willing to reveal something." Zheng Juzi had an expression that said, "Everyone is praising me for being smart."

Everyone...

The short-haired boy from yesterday frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't you afraid that she'll know you lied to her?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zheng Juzi was really not afraid, with the innocence of a child. "I'm a child, isn't it normal for me to talk nonsense? I'm not a policeman and I have to be responsible for what I say. If I guessed right, then I guessed right. If I didn't, you can just go ahead and do it again."

She was also testing the waters in her heart. Even decades later, Chen Lan was not someone who was afraid of death. Her mouth was like a seal that was difficult to pry open. At that time, the police pried open the mouth of her accomplice. She knew that if she could not escape the death penalty, she would only drag others to hell.

She said she wanted to see me, but I was probably just trying to scare me and make her feel uncomfortable.

This person's only weakness could only be her daughter.

Judging from the news in the previous life, she was really looking for her daughter, but her daughter was abused and died early, so she killed those people, including her husband.

She can't escape going to jail in this life, but if she has the chance to send her child to an orphanage, it will be better than those children who are sold by people, so she might say something.

Although she said it casually, Zheng Juzi still hoped to save as many people as possible, and if she couldn't save them, she would not take the responsibility on herself.

Everyone...it seems to be the case.

"How do you know her daughter is missing?" Some people still wondered, this little girl knew more than the police.

Before Zheng Juzi could speak, Gu Xiaoer, who was waiting outside, interrupted: "She said that herself yesterday."

"I never thought you could fool people like this, little orange, you're really smart."

Everyone...why do we think you are stupid?

Having already met the person, Zheng Juzi was not interested in waiting for an answer. After all this trouble, she still wanted to go home early.

Gu Yongan and Boss Song were waiting outside. Gu Yongan asked, "Is everything done?"

Zheng Juzi said: "I don't know. It's none of my business."

Gu Yongan said again: "Let me ask you something."

Zheng Juzi: "You say."

Gu Yongan: "Boss Huang wants to introduce a foreign businessman to us. The foreigner offers a generous price. How about I prepare a batch of goods for export?"

Zheng Juzi: "Export? Which country?"

Gu Yongan: "It's a foreign country." He turned to look at Boss Song and asked, "Which country is the foreign businessman you are talking about from?"

"The United States." Boss Song asked again, "The quality of your products is fine anyway. Does it matter which country you are from?"

"Of course." Zheng Juzi said, "If Americans have different body shapes from us, their clothing sizes will be different from ours, and the sizes of such products we send to them will be inconsistent and will not meet their standards."

"Also, different countries have different quality standards. In addition to different model standards, there are also different requirements for fiber composition and content, safety categories, and other labeling requirements. The matching foreign language labels must also comply with US standards."

Boss Song's expression changed slightly. "What if... I mean, if there is no problem with the quality of our products, what will happen if the ones you mentioned are substandard?"

"I don't know either." Zheng Juzi looked at me as if to say, "How can you think I understand?"

Boss Song...

"But illegal confiscation and even destruction are very common in foreign countries. Foreign buyers are generally very smart and will sign corresponding contracts, stating that if the products are confiscated, they will not only not pay for the goods, but also require the supplier to compensate for the losses." Zheng Juzi is not very familiar with foreign trade rules. "I only saw it once in a newspaper, and I can't remember the details."

"Uncle Gu, it is safer for us to proceed steadily in the domestic market now." Unless absolutely necessary, Zheng Juzi did not want to challenge high risks in unfamiliar fields.

Gu Yongan thought it made sense.

Boss Song's face turned pale, and his tone became anxious. "You guys, you guys wait for me, I'll make a phone call."

Since he was waiting for him, Gu Yongan couldn't not wait for him. "Boss Song, please go ahead."

Zheng Juzi didn't know that Boss Song was the mastermind behind the riot that day. He was so tired yesterday that he went to sleep after reporting that he was safe. Today, he was called by the police before he could say anything. Now he couldn't help asking, "How much did he order?"

Gu Yongan smiled: "28 pieces."

"Why 28 pieces?" Even if a truck is overloaded, it can only carry 21 pieces at most. 28 pieces would require two trucks, so the number should be 30 pieces.

Gu Yongan said: "By the time we arrive, we will be able to produce about 28 pieces."

Zheng Juzi probably understood that he was going to clear out all the stock this time. "What's the shipping price?"

Gu Yongan still had a smile on his face: "24 yuan each."

"24?" Zheng Juzi suspected that she had heard it wrong.

"Correct."

"Is he so nice?" Zheng Juzi didn't believe that the agreed price of 22 yuan per item would lead to additional money. This was not just one or two yuan, but hundreds of thousands.

Gu Yongan told the story of what happened after she disappeared. It would be fine if the Yang family or the exhibition organizer didn't know, but if they knew about this, they would definitely seek justice for Director Gu.

You are disrupting the market order by deliberately looking for trouble and then lowering the price. Moreover, the amount is so large that you can just do voluntary labor for several years.

The final compromise was to raise the price by two dollars, which was considered a negotiated solution between the two parties.

Zheng Juzi never thought that such an operation could happen even after he was kidnapped. He believed it - fortune and misfortune are indeed interdependent.

This is simply compensation for the mental damages of myself and Gu Xiaoer.

Of course, compared to the money, she would rather she hadn't been kidnapped, and her face still hurt.

The short-haired boy from yesterday came over again, and Gu Yongan explained in a low voice: "He is also a poor child. His uncle died, and now he is staying in the police station waiting for his other relatives to pick him up."

The boy walked over and stood in front of Zheng Juzi and said directly: "Hello, my name is Li Hairong."

Zheng Juzi was stunned for a moment. "Hello, my name is Zheng Juzi."

Li Hairong thought for a moment and asked, "Oranges? Are they edible?"

Gu Xiaoer shouted, "It's Mr. Orange's orange."

Li Hairong handed her a note and said, "Okay, classmate Juzi, this is my address. We can write to each other later."

Zheng Juzi glanced at his note and said, "Okay."

"Thank you for helping my uncle get revenge." Li Hairong said. Two people died, and the other one who was caught would probably be sentenced to death. His uncle would be able to rest in peace if he knew about this.

"I told you -" Zheng Juzi's expression was a little serious, "It's all thanks to the police comrades."