After a flash marriage, I became the beautiful wife of a wealthy heir

On the second floor of Li Ji Restaurant.

Wenxiu and Su Haoxuan discussed and pondered this matter for a while.

As soon as they finished talking, Wenxiu's phone rang again.

Wenxiu glanced at her cell phone and saw it was a call from Brother Sun Shaoliang.

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice: "Sister Wenxiu, I have asked around. Yes, this matter was spread by Liu San..."

Wang Huimin looked at her husband anxiously and snatched the phone from his hand.

While comforting Wenxiu, she said, "Sister Wenxiu, don't worry. Your brother Shaoliang and I have contacted several old friends and will support you when the time comes. They all know Liu San. Although this person appears to be kind on the surface, he is constantly making small moves behind the scenes. When he said this, we suspect that he is involved."

Wenxiu took a deep breath. She felt that this turmoil would not be so simple. Liu San was just a pawn of others, a jumping clown.

Wenxiu sighed and said, "Oh! Sister Huimin, thank you. I need more evidence and information now. Without evidence, it will be difficult to solve the current dilemma."

After hanging up the phone, Wenxiu and Su Haoxuan looked at each other and were silent for a while.

Su Haoxuan thought for a moment, looked at Wen Xiu opposite him, and said, "With your current strength, you can't beat them at all. Their goal is to defeat you. You just need to form an alliance with Sun Shaoliang and the others. I will help you with the rest in secret, including the bank, to find out the real mastermind!"

Wen Xiu bit her lip, looked at Su Haoxuan silently, nodded and said: "I believe you, but you must not let your grandmother know that you are helping me with this matter. She looks down on me and is afraid that it will bring you more trouble!"

"I know all this. Now I am in charge of the group company, and I know my limits."

Su Haoxuan said this, looked at Wenxiu, then blinked and looked up at the roof. The expression on his face changed back and forth, trying his best to conceal his mood at the moment.

"Alas! It's not easy for grandma either. She's like this for my own good. As long as you become stronger, we can be together legitimately."

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Wenxiu went downstairs first and left. Su Haoxuan was on the second floor and watched Wenxiu get into the car and leave. Only then did he feel relieved and got up and left.

The two people parted ways.

Wenxiu dragged her tired body back to Zhao's house.

Seeing that she looked unhappy, her mother and godmother did not dare to ask. They knew that their daughter must have something on her mind and was afraid to worry them, so they kept it from them.

Wenxiu's mother took the small bag from her daughter and returned to Wenxiu's room.

"Wenxiu, you haven't had enough rest these days. Go and have some rest." Zhengfeng's mother walked over and said considerately.

Wenxiu turned her head to look at her godmother, subconsciously smiled, and said, "Godmother, I'm fine, don't worry, I'll go make dinner."

Wenxiu said this as she took off her coat and handed it to her godmother.

When the four of them were eating dinner around the table, Zhengfeng's mother nudged her son next to her with her elbow, nodded at him, and looked at Wenxiu who was eating with her head buried.

Zhao Zhengfeng rolled his eyes at his mother, then turned around and smiled at Wenxiu.

"Wenxiu, are you worried about something? You look depressed."

Wenxiu, with a big mouthful of rice in her mouth, suddenly raised her head, stopped, looked at Zhao Zhengfeng, then looked at her mother and godmother, and was stunned for a moment.

Wenxiu moved her mouth, swallowed a big mouthful of rice, smiled unnaturally, and said, "Why are you all looking at me like that? I'm fine!"

"Don't hide it anymore. We all see it. We are all family. Tell us quickly! What happened? Maybe I can help!" Zhao Zhengfeng looked at Wenxiu and nodded.

Wenxiu smiled bitterly, glanced at them, tilted her head and looked at the rice bowl in front of her, sighed and said: "The factory I just started has been closed down..."

The three of them looked at each other in shock, then looked at Wenxiu, not knowing how to comfort her.

Wenxiu looked at them and said lightly: "The factory has been closed and the bank card has been frozen..."

Wenxiu sighed, his eyes turned red, he tilted his head back, sniffed, and looked at the roof. He told them everything that happened this morning.

The two old men looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Zhengfeng looked at Wenxiu silently, deep in thought.

The whole restaurant was dead silent.

Four people sat around the dining table. The restaurant was quiet, with only the sighs of the two old people being heard.

Wenxiu's mother kept wiping her eyes with her sleeves.

After ten minutes, Zhao Zhengfeng finally said, "Sister Wenxiu, don't worry. My classmate is a supervisor at the bank. He will find out about this matter soon. I will call him and ask him to give us some advice."

"First, we didn't launder money. Second, your company's financial transactions are clearly documented, so I don't think the bank has a big problem with this."

"The key is the clothing factory, which is the most difficult. If your clothes don't have a registered trademark, it's not an exaggeration to say that the clothes you produce and process are counterfeit and shoddy products."

Wenxiu turned her head and looked at Zhao Zhengfeng, saying, "Brother Zhengfeng, what do you think we should do now? Someone must have framed me."

Zhao Zhengfeng stood up, pinched his chin with his fingers, and paced back and forth in the restaurant with his head down.

He stood up suddenly, pointing at Wenxiu, a little excited.

"Didn't you say that your clothing factory is a joint venture with the Southern Jinxiu Garment Factory? Then you have a formal contract. The Jinxiu Garment Factory must have a registered trademark. Aren't the clothes you produce using their trademark?"

"Then again, strictly speaking, your factory is affiliated with the Southern Jinxiu Garment Factory, which is not illegal at all!"

Wenxiu's eyes suddenly widened, as if she saw a new hope, and she hurriedly asked, "Brother Zhengfeng, is it okay for you to say this?"

It looked like Zhao Zhengfeng was in a much more relaxed mood than before.

He smiled and said, "Many of my classmates run small factories! Many factories have the same production and management model as yours, and they are all registered under the names of other large factories."

Wenxiu gradually smiled. She touched the back of her head with her hand and said with a smile, "If it is really as you said, I feel relieved."

Many of Zhao Zhengfeng's classmates run small factories, so he knows a little about this.

He gave Wenxiu another analysis: "The person who reported you must be very familiar with your factory and your previous company, so he resorted to this shady trick. I dare say that the person who reported you is definitely a pawn of the mastermind. It is easy to dig out the mastermind, but it is not easy to say it is not difficult."

Wenxiu suddenly became happy and said, "You've made me worried all day. Su Haoxuan and I were like thieves, thinking this matter is very complicated. According to your way of thinking, we can actually find out the truth by following the clues."

Zhao Zhengfeng shook his head slightly and said, "It's not as simple as you think. We are in the open, while they are in the dark. It's not easy to completely resolve this matter."

Wenxiu's smile slowly disappeared, and a cloud of doubt appeared on her face again. She pouted and said, "So our hope is slim."

Zhao Zhengfeng said: "Don't worry, I will ask my brother later to see what he thinks about this matter."