On Friday, when school was about to end, Gu Siyu once again appeared in the classroom of Class 1, Grade 3.

She was holding a small envelope in her hand, with hesitation and confusion on her face.

He stood in front of Ao Qijun for a long time without saying a word.

It took a long time for Ao Qijun to notice Gu Siyu's abnormality, and he looked at Gu Siyu doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

Gu Siyu pursed her lips and handed the envelope in Ao Qijun's hand, "There is one hundred thousand yuan in it. I don't have much money now, and I can't be of much help. I also know that it must be The liquidated damages of less than 50 million... I just want to help you..."

As she spoke, she seemed a little embarrassed and lowered her head slightly.

Ao Qijun looked at Gu Siyu's face, his expression softened.

All the ice in my heart was shattered.

The thin envelope contained a check of 100,000 yuan. This was a figure that he had never cared about before, but now he was very moved by it.

Gu Weimian on the side saw this and said in a cold voice, "One hundred thousand yuan won't help much."

Ao Qijun's face suddenly turned cold, and he turned to look at Gu Weimian aside.

"In your eyes, fifty million is considered money, right?"

Gu Weimian frowned irritably, "I won't terminate the contract anyway."

Just as he was about to lie down and sleep again, a familiar voice came from the door of the classroom: "Gu Weimian."

Gu Weimian looked up and saw Jiang Jingchen.

How could he come?

Gu Weimian stood up from his seat and walked to the door of the classroom.

"Is something wrong?"

Jiang Jingchen frowned, "Our production line is blocked."

Gu Weimian frowned.

Kunyu manufacturing is really not going well enough.

As for the reason for the failure... Gu Weimian glanced at the man at the last table in the classroom.

Except for the fact that he was a little out of place on the first day, he wore Dechang's school uniform for the next few days, but his temperament was far superior to these students, so he still looked so strange.

Gu Weimian's face was expressionless, "Let's communicate again..."

Jiang Jingchen's face was gloomy, and he followed Gu Weimian's gaze and gave Ao Qijun a cold look.

"You know this can't be solved through communication."

Gu Weimian couldn't be so naive.

It's obvious that someone is obstructing it. As long as the other party doesn't let go, they have countless reasons not to let it go.

He rubbed his forehead and said, "After buying the new factory, the funds in the company's account are a bit tight. We don't have the money to buy another production line, and...even if we buy it, we probably won't be able to get in." "

This is the most depressing thing.

Gu Weimian's brows frowned slightly.

Many thoughts ran through her heart, and she went through all the people who had the energy to stop these production lines.

It's the Ning family.

There must be Ao Qijun's handiwork in this, but it was definitely the Ning family who made this move in the end.

The Ning family has a special status, especially the second master of the Ning family.

In the future, he gave up business and entered politics. He was once very promising and assumed a big responsibility at a young age.

But ten years later, he suddenly became a monk.

But as far as she knew, the relationship between Ning Erye and Ning Yuetong was not good after Ning Quruo's death. Now it seems that the relationship between the two is not bad either. Ning Erye helped Ning Yuetong like this.

She doesn't know what happened in this story that she doesn't know.

"Don't worry, opening a company is not easy. Maybe God can't even see us making money like this..."

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