two of them actually start to engage in intimate union, Wang Yan's restless heart surged again. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes fixed on Ye Fan and Li Xiangting as they were intertwined. O...When Chen Dali heard Li Nanfang's permission, he was a little dumbfounded.

He was just angry that Kang Weiya, that bitch, had done these things. But if he really set fire to the other side, it would definitely be a big trouble.

"Boss, are you really letting me go"

Big Brother Li struggled to swallow, his voice trembling as he asked.

"Alright, just keep an eye on our goods."

Li Nanfang didn't tease Chen Dali again.

Although Boss Li would have loved to burn down the opposite booth, he also believed that if he gave an order, Chen Dali would try his best to complete the mission even at the cost of his life.

But, to clean up a Convivia, it's really not necessary to go to such extremes.

Isn't this making Boss Li appear to lower himself, competing for the limelight with a dog

Chen Dali loosened his heart a little, hurried to cover his mouth, and stopped talking nonsense.

But, this isn't a sustainable solution.

If this situation persists, it would be pointless for the Southern Group to continue operating here.

Just when Chen Dali was pondering how to alleviate his boss's worries, Dong Shixiong, who had been wandering around the exhibition center since arriving, suddenly rushed back.

"Old Dong, what have you been up to"

Chen Dali hurriedly stepped forward to meet him.

Dong Shixiong simply waved his hand: "I just took care of some business. Where's the boss"

"Inside—oh, the boss came out again."

Chen Dali turned his head and saw Li Nanfang slowly walking out of the partitioned office.

Dong Shixiong immediately stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Boss, I found the company you were talking about. It's just that they don't seem to care much about this international event. They sent very few people, and the products on display are also limited. They only got a booth in the most remote corner. We—"

"It's fine, I just need their names."

Li Nanfang softly interrupted Dong Shixiong, saying: "Since someone from that company is here, we can continue with the next step. You wait there for a while and bring them over."

"Understood, boss."

Dong Shixiong replied with a sound and returned the same way.

Chen Dali was a bit dumbfounded, not knowing what kind of underhanded things these two people had done.

Just then, I saw Mr. Li taking out his phone to call someone. After just a few casual words, the boss's expression changed several times.

" Dali, go get some security guards over here to maintain order. We're going to have a big operation soon, and with so many people blocking the way, it's going to hinder our performance."

"Understood!"

Since the boss was in a good mood, Chen Dali naturally followed suit and felt happy.

No matter what the boss did, it meant that there was a way to solve the problem.

Chen Dalì, of course, listened respectfully and waited for the glorious moment to arrive.

In a matter of moments, Chen Dali led a large group of exhibition center security personnel back here.

Those leading the security detail were none other than Xiao Wang, who had just received favors from Da Li Ge.

Little Wang is very happy now.

At the beginning, when Director Hong arranged him to take charge of Nansha Group, he didn't take it seriously. He just treated it as an ordinary task.

But soon, events took a turn he had never expected.

First, I received 500 yuan and a box of Chinese cigarettes as hush money. After finding the model, I also got another 2,000 yuan in hush money. I was planning to go out for a while, wait until the Southern Group's matter was settled, and then come back to listen to Director Hong's lesson.

Who knew Director Hong would directly praise him over the intercom.

Praising Xiao Wang for his work at Southern Group was quite well-done.

This time, Xiao Wang only felt that the Southern Group was his lucky place.

So when Chen Dali found himself in trouble again, Xiao Wang didn't hesitate. He pulled him over and helped out immediately.

Director Hong made it very clear: even if all the other display cabinets were destroyed, Southern Group must be protected.

Understanding it in this way.

Even if the Southern Group intends to book the entire venue, they must try their best to meet the other party's requirements.

Xiao Wang led a group of security personnel to the scene. Seeing such a large crowd gathered around the opposite booth, they barely had any space left at the booths for Nanhua Group.

When Lucky Star was treated this way, how could he possibly still have any face

Without a word, he started driving people away.

Soon, a barrier fence was pulled open, extending the exhibition space of the Nanshan Group outward by a full four meters.

Don't underestimate this small space.

In square meters, it's calculated like this.

The original exhibition booth layout was 10 meters by 10 meters per booth, totaling 100 square meters. This is the layout of a large three-bedroom apartment.

Expanding another four meters outwards, it becomes 14 meters long and wide, with a total area of nearly 200 square meters.

That means the land area given to Nanshan Group was doubled from its original size.

The exhibition stands on both sides had to be moved laterally to accommodate this.

Across the street from Xian Mei Yu's territory, there was only a one-meter wide passage left in front of her gate. It would be hard for even one person to stand there comfortably, let alone with such a fiery scene going on. How could they not be affected

Many people, in order to avoid trouble, turned and went elsewhere.

The remaining people were slightly tense, glaring angrily at the Southern Group.

Logically, if his own territory was invaded and customers were lost, Kang Weiya should be very angry.

But seeing that Li Nanfang had his men do this, she laughed instead.

"Such a business idiot, thinking that owning a layer of protection allows him to do whatever he wants. Not only does he anger his peers, but he brings in a bunch of security guards to stand guard here. Even if someone wants to come closer, they wouldn't dare step forward. This is truly what the old Chinese saying goes, "He who sows the wind reaps the whirlwind.”"

Kang Weiya's mood was quite pleasant.

Because she had watched Li Nanshan repeatedly dig his own grave, she couldn't help but be grateful for that fellow's idiotic actions.

But she soon stopped smiling.

Just as the Southern Group's booth had just been expanded, Dong Shao-xiong brought a group of foreigners over here.

Such an international work, foreigners are naturally everywhere, and there's nothing strange about that.

But unfortunately, those foreigners seem to be no ordinary people.

First, these fellows came with the exhibits, apparently to share that booth with the Southern Yu Yu.

Next were the foreigners brought by Dong Shixiong. As soon as the leader appeared, he was immediately surrounded by several men who looked like bigwigs in the international textile industry.

"Mr. Hunter, how did you get here What! Are you going to cooperate with the Southern Group of Qingshan City for an exhibition"

The tycoon's words echoed in the ears of everyone.

Those who don't know him naturally wouldn't give him a second glance.

But those who know him will surely be astonished.

Unfortunately, Conveya knew that tycoon. When the tycoon appeared in this exhibition area, Conveya tried his best to perform, hoping to get the tycoon's attention.

She very much hoped to develop a close and cooperative relationship with the magnate.

Note, it was her who went to cooperate, not the Kaihuang Group going to cooperate.

Even the Kaizhou Group founded by Yue Zizhong was, in Kang Weiya's eyes, nothing more than a stepping stone for her to establish the Kang Commercial Empire.

That's how a certain Conway wished to flaunt himself, this magnate who craved attention and notoriety. He was fawning over another gentleman named Hunter.

And that favored hunter, impatiently dismissed the tycoon at hand and expressed his willingness to cooperate with the Southern Group. He even scurried to Li Nanfang, who was walking out of the office, and shook his hand respectfully, showing a fawning attitude.

Kanyee's mind went blank.

It's not just Kang Wei Ya; every textile magnate with vision and a focus on company development present here would be dumbfounded.

Only a business bumpkin like Boss Li would, when being held by the hand and fawned over, awkwardly smile and ask: "May I have your name, sir"

"Mr. Li, you can call me Hunter. Please let me know if there's anything I can do for you."

Who says foreigners are all practical and capability-focused

He hadn't seen this hunter nodding and bowing to Mr. Li, as if even a beggar standing here, just by being called "Mr. Li," he would unhesitatingly fawn over him.

It's a pity that Hunter's flattery skills are simply outclassed by those like Chen Dali and Wang Defa, to the point where Boss Li has no patience to listen to his empty compliments.

Just bring your goods over here. I just want to use your name to advertise my Southern Yu Remains.

Li Nanfang didn't beat around the bush, and directly stated his purpose.

This kind of thing shouldn't be said out loud, and even if it has to be said, it shouldn't be said with an attitude like Li Nanfang's, "I use your names to give you face."

Why is that so

To make a simple analogy.

A domestically produced car from a certain country wants to participate in an overseas auto show, rubbing shoulders with established brands like BMW and Mercedes-Benz that are already well-known worldwide. It's certainly striving every which way to secure such an opportunity.

However, Li's current situation is the opposite.

This is to let BMW and Mercedes-Benz be on either side, like stars surrounding the moon, putting domestically produced cars in the most important position in the middle.

That feeling is like when a wealthy cloud tycoon hires seven or eight A-list actors to make a short film, using their fame as an advertisement. In reality, it's more about giving those people face.

Hunter felt no impatience.

As if Li Nanshan's attitude should be like this, worthy of his flattery. He nodded and said, "No problem," then turned around and commanded his men to start working diligently.

It looked like several pieces of clothing from an international high-end brand, scattered haphazardly at the edge of the Southern Group's exhibition booth.

Unless you look closely, you wouldn't notice that it's an exhibit.

Just thought it was someone's coat hanging there by their wrist.

Because the product is not the focus.

The key is the product's signature.

The scene here attracted countless people's attention, as several foreigners climbed ladders and carefully hung two brand name signs on either side of the gilded "Nanfang Yu Xie" inscription.

Whether they were sharp-eyed or not, all the textile merchants present couldn't help but gasp.

“Fances Liang”.

Of course, these three characters were written in English on the sign.

But this does not prevent those present from understanding its underlying meaning.

Vincent Wong is a renowned figure in the fashion world, alongside brands like Burberry from the UK and a certain American group, considered to be the "Big Three" of fashion.

Such a top-tier textile brand doesn't really care about these international trade shows, so they only sent a small team to walk around for show.

Yet at this moment, he brazenly puts on an act of being a subordinate to Nanfang Yusu.

I wonder who wouldn't be astonished

When Kang Weiya saw the three characters, her face instantly turned pale. Because she realized that all the effort and energy she had put into creating such a grand spectacle seemed insignificant compared to the two simple signs Li Nanfang had casually hung up.

It was still hanging.

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