After half a year, Han Muxue came to Gu Yan's "private base", the Wuming Cafe.

Gu Yan served her the special Blue Mountain coffee that he served when they first met, but this time, there was no elaborate latte art.

Han Muxue just picked it up with a smile and smelled it, immersed in the fragrant fragrance. After a few seconds, she still put the cup down honestly.

"Pregnant women are unlikely to drink coffee, didn't you know?"

"Ah, really?"

"No way, you don't even know this?"

"Hey, how can you, like you, take good care of our Lailai?"

"She didn't even see me."

"Now I don't even answer the phone. I'm like a peeping tom. I rented a house opposite their house and would lean under the door every day to make sure she was okay."

As soon as these things were mentioned, Gu Yan became extremely depressed.

"She still has feelings for you. Take your time. Who makes you so unreliable? There are too many exes. Our Lai Lai is really scared."

"They and I are just playing for the occasion. I am sincere to Chen Lai."

Han Muxue was disdainful.

"Well, that's what every scumbag says."

"You! Hey~"

Gu Yan originally wanted to explain a few words to himself, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it.

"I have already written the article, do you want to take a look?"

Gu Yan opened his laptop and turned it to Han Muxue.

Han Muxue pressed the scroll wheel on her computer and browsed through it roughly. She couldn't help laughing and shaking her head.

"This is not something written by an investigative reporter. It looks like an unscrupulous marketing account, and it's suspicious."

"Have you thought about it carefully? Are you sure you want to do this?"

Gu Yan looked at Han Muxue worriedly.

"How about we discuss it with Lao Ling again? If you do this, you will sacrifice too much."

"No, some people sacrifice more than me."

Han Muxue lowered her eyelids and felt sad when she thought of her master Ji Feiyu who had been suspended from duty and was taken away by the inspection team.

He obviously wanted justice, but he had to suffer injustice.

"Gu Yan," she raised her head and looked at Gu Yan thoughtfully.

"If something happens to me, you must help me take care of Ling Ziyue. This is my only request to you."

Seeing Han Muxue's unprecedented serious expression, Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Are you kidding me? Han Muxue, what could happen to you? Are you afraid of being bombarded by the Internet? No, no, no. You have been scolded for several months about Wu Chenxuan, and I think you have survived it.

"

Han Muxue's expression was still serious.

Gu Yan stopped laughing.

"Otherwise, it's better not to post it."

He was about to press the delete button in embarrassment, but was stopped by Han Muxue.

"You must send it. This is a task assigned to me by my superiors."

"Superior?"

Gu Yan thought he heard wrongly.

"Do you have a superior?"

"Are you an agent?"

"You don't need to know. Cooperate with me."

Han Muxue grabbed his arm with a tough attitude.

"Okay, do as you say."

Just as he was talking, Han Muxue's cell phone suddenly rang.

She turned around to find a place and picked up the call. The chaotic and noisy background sound on the other end was mixed with Li Jiaming's anxious voice.

"Xue, something happened to Mr. Ling. There was a strike in the southern suburbs factory, and the workers arrested Mr. Ling."

"How are you doing?"

When Han Muxue heard this, her heart almost stopped due to fright.

"The man is fine, but he is detained in the factory. The workers need to give an explanation."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be right over."

"What happened?"

In the empty coffee shop, Han Mu Xuejiang's phone was at such a high volume that Gu Yan couldn't hear it.

"Something happened to Ling Ziyue."

"I'll send you there, it's too dangerous to be alone."

"good."

More than half an hour later, the two people arrived at the scene, and it was indeed chaotic. The excited workers were still protesting loudly, and a few police officers were still mediating on the spot, but they still could not easily abate the public's anger.

Han Muxue got out of the car and saw Li Jiaming, who had been beaten to a bloody head. He was covering his head pitifully, mingling with the police, grabbing his cell phone, and negotiating with several leading troublemakers.

"Jia Ming!"

She called out to Li Jiaming. Li Jiaming turned around and saw Han Muxue coming over. He was running over, but he still covered his head. It was both sad and funny to watch.

"Snow, you're finally here."

He took the first look and saw Gu Yan, who was coming with Han Muxue. After recognizing him, he nodded and greeted him politely and friendly.

"Where is Ling Ziyue?"

"They are surrounded inside and are not allowed to leave."

Li Jiaming was also helpless.

"It's no use even if the police come?"

"They are all ordinary people who mainly rely on persuasion. I don't know who leaked the news, saying that Mr. Ling was selling the southern suburbs factory with poor performance to pay off debts, and transferring jobs was just an excuse to appease some old employees."

"Then is this what you, Mr. Ling, mean?"

"Actually," Li Jiaming looked embarrassed, "The Nanjiao Factory is just a microcosm of the entire Ling Group. What Mr. Ling means is that what Ling Group needs now is resource integration. The Nanjiao Factory is for making socks, not Ling Group's main business.

The president has indeed considered shutting down later..."

Han Muxue touched her chin and fell into deep thought.

"Then, if the southern suburbs factory turns a profit, will it not need to be shut down?"

"Of course, but it's not that easy."

"Mr. Ling can't help it."

"okay, I get it."

Han Muxue was close to the excited crowd. Several uncles holding signs were still complaining to the police uncles in loud voices.

"Xue, be careful, these old men are unreasonable!"

Li Jiaming saw Han Muxue approaching the crowd and reminded him nervously from behind.

Han Muxue ignored it, came to the area where a group of people were negotiating, and unceremoniously snatched the loudspeaker from an uncle's hand.

It makes the other party bored.

"Who are you?"

When Han Muxue goes out on the street every day, she must wear black-rimmed glasses. She also wears no makeup and dresses very casually. With her hair disheveled, no one notices that she is a female star.

Taking the loudspeaker, Han Muxue found a high place. Although she was pregnant and her body was much heavier than before, she was still very agile and climbed up quickly.

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Inside the factory, Ling Zi, who was being escorted by several uncles and had his hands tied, heard the familiar female voice outside the window. He instantly became excited and stood up, but was ruthlessly pushed back by a group of people.

"Allow me, an ignorant little girl, to say a few words."

Perhaps it was because Han Muxue was dressed simply and not like a high-ranking rich man. Everyone looked up at her to see what this girl who suddenly appeared had to say.

"It's not easy for you all to raise a family. In this factory, the elder has worked for more than ten years, and the younger has worked for more than ten months. They all support the whole family with this monthly salary.

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To be continued...