Strongest Guard

When the snow was falling from the green mountains, the capital city, which had an even colder temperature, had already become a world wrapped in silver.    

    

No one would have thought that this first snow of the winter would come with such a ferocious momentum. Snow was falling from the skies above most of the cities on the north side of the Great River.    

    

Inside the room, the daffodils were quietly blooming on the windowsill as if it was spring.    

    

Two women in homemade clothes were wrapping dumplings in front of the chopping board, chatting and laughing softly while watching TV.    

    

Outside the door, the crunching sound of someone stepping on snow could suddenly be heard.    

    

"Why did you come back so early today?" Dinner's not ready yet. "    

    

Mrs. Jinghong asked softly as she raised her head and smiled at her husband.    

    

Jinghong Ming's shoulders were covered in snow. It was obvious that he had been walking in the snow for a long time.    

    

The bureau chief, who never smiled in front of his subordinates, was actually a cold-faced and warm-hearted person. Seeing that the road conditions were very bad, he refused to send the chauffeur home.    

    

"I don't have any important work to do today, so it's normal for me to come back early to accompany you."    

    

Glancing at Chiang Morann, who stood up immediately, Jinghong Ming answered his wife softly with a smile.    

    

He did not feel that there was any sort of numbness when he said that.    

    

Even more so, it wouldn't affect his reputation of being cold-blooded just because he was speaking in such a manner to an outsider.    

    

At home, in front of his wife, he always had something to say.    

    

"Tenth, Tenth Uncle, take off your clothes and give it to me. Let me give you a pat. "    

    

She had been staying at Jinghong Ming's home for several days. However, every time Chiang Morann saw Jinghong Ming, she couldn't help but get nervous.    

    

"No need, I'll do it myself. "Go ahead and busy yourself with your work."    

    

Jinghong Ming shook his head, changed into a cotton bag and walked out.    

    

"Silently, you don't need to be so reserved. Your 10th uncle is a man with a cold face and a warm heart."    

    

Mrs. Jinghong smiled and said, "People like him, the more polite you are with him, the more he will find you unreliable."    

    

"I am quite honest. When the dean came to talk to me today and wanted to add some burdens, I didn't refuse. "    

    

Chiang Morann smiled coyly before sitting down again.    

    

After her unfortunate marriage, this woman had become more mature and more intelligent.    

    

She was very clear that the dean was adding burden to her, because he was trying to curry favor with Jinghong Ming.    

    

Chiang Morann couldn't refuse.    

    

If she refused, it would mean that Jinghong Ming had an objection to the dean — in the future, he wouldn't be able to sleep in peace.    

    

"I heard that when you were at Qingshan, you were known as a surgical knife. Do your job well, and leave the rest to me. "    

    

When Mrs. Jinghong smiled faintly, Jinghong Ming walked in: "Can we receive Dong Province Television?"    

    

Nowadays, television signals were extremely powerful. Other than a few borderlands, it could be received by almost every television station in the entire country.    

    

Mrs. Jinghong patted the flour on her hands and took the remote control, "Why do you care about Dong Province TV now?"    

    

Jinghong Ming sat on the sofa and picked up his teacup. "If some people don't interfere, Central TV will also be able to see Nanfang Group's advertisement."    

    

The Lin Family of the capital, in the end, still interfered with the advertisement introduced by the great miss of the Helan Family.    

    

However, they could only affect Central TV and Beijing Television, as well as the several places that they had influence over. They had little influence over Dong Province and television.    

    

Chiang Morann's eyes lit up when she heard the words "Nanfang Group". She lowered her head to wrap the dumplings and looked at the TV screen.    

    

Coincidentally, when Mrs. Jinghong had just searched Dong Province Television, Nanfang's group had just started advertising.    

    

The small lake at sunset was as quiet as a mirror.    

    

In the northeast corner of the lake, the fiery red maple leaves had been separated from each other. A tired face appeared, stunned for a moment before crying out, "Lake, lake!" "Sid, we've finally found the legendary Eastern Swan Lake!"    

    

The two international donkey friends, who had gone through so much trouble, ran out cheering, threw away their bags, and ran towards the lake.    

    

However, just as they arrived in front of Swan Lake, several sharp whistles suddenly sounded. Many barbarians with spears jumped out from the forest while howling.    

    

The two international donkeys were immediately stunned.    

    

By the time they came to their senses, they were roasted on sticks by the barbarians, and a bonfire was lit beneath them.    

    

Just as the two donkey friends were praying desperately for God, the Virgin Mary to save them, the background music suddenly rose, melodious and elegant.    

    

A fairy walked over. Facing the chilly night wind, her pure white dress was blown up. Her legs, which were suffused with a sexual color, moved gracefully and elegantly. With her swaying waist, she walked towards the barbarians.    

    

"Damn, isn't this Zhan Fei?"    

    

Qingshan, on the site behind the International Exhibition Center, among the thousands and tens of thousands of people who were selling cotton clothes while wrapped in Kaihuang Group, some of them were finally willing to look at the advertisement on the big screen from their long legs.    

    

In the Fashion Festival, Croft was an existence at the Heavenly Queen level.    

    

However, in the Chinese film industry, Zhan Fei's influence on the citizens was not inferior to Croft's reputation in the fashion industry.    

    

Most of the people present knew Croft, but they also knew what Zhan Fei was up to.    

    

"Good boy, this is my dream goddess!"    

    

"This isn't Zhan Fei right? I've read about it in the papers. She almost never takes up fashion ads. Especially this kind of sexy silk stockings ad! "    

    

"Damn." Brother, you still don't believe that Croft can come to my Great Green Mountain for a show? Isn't it true that we're also here now? "    

    

"Damn, just what is the background of this Nanfang Group?" Not only did he have the help of the top supermodels in the world, he even had Zhan Fei, who was famous all over the world, making an exception, to give them silk stockings advertisements! I, am truly frightened. Ah, ah! "    

    

"Nanfang's stockings, I'm so homesick."    

    

When Zhan Fei, who was on the big screen, said these words, the wild men who had managed to snatch the black silk also ran away.    

    

He shouted: "Nanfang's stockings, black out. I want to go home, I want to go home! "    

    

"Hubby, I miss home."    

    

A girl wrapped in a thousand pieces of shabby yellow coat snuggled up against her boyfriend's chest like a little bird. She looked at him with her charming eyes and said softly,    

    

"Well, let's go home now. "Tomorrow, I will take you to the mall and buy Nanfang's stockings that make you black out."    

    

Her boyfriend lowered his head and gave her a light kiss on her forehead. Suddenly, a burst of screams exploded in his ears, "Crouching!"    

    

The couple raised their head in astonishment and looked towards the stage.    

    

They just happened to see Croft walk onto the T-shaped stage. Her slender left leg was bent up, the tip of her left pinky finger was slightly scratched on her knee.    

    

Pow!    

    

A voice resounded from the speaker, and the black silk wrapped around Croft's beautiful leg suddenly exploded like a balloon, disappearing without a trace.    

    

Only, a single slender leg was left in the air as the fruits were revealed in the line of sight of the tens of thousands of spectators.    

    

The big fellow was stunned.    

    

A moment later, a loud sound echoed: "Holy sh * t, what kind of stockings are these!?"    

    

"Who can tell me? Where are the stockings? "    

    

"I like it! "Dear, I want you to wear these stockings!"    

    

"Damn, this is the true meaning of 'Nanfang's stockings are black and he misses his home'!"    

    

Listening to the audience, Boss Lee's crazy shouting, Boss Lee, ah, that's not right, it was Boss Lee Niang's handsome face, but it was so dark that it was almost dripping, even darker than Nanfang's black silk.    

    

She already knew that Lee Nanfang had been vigorously developing a black silk technology ever since he accepted that small crappy factory.    

    

He did not even hesitate to use his own name to name this black silk technology.    

    

When he first heard this advertisement passage, Boss Yue scoffed in disdain, "What kind of bullsh * t black silk technology is this? With your little crappy factory, what good product could you come up with if you asked for hair or even hair from those crappy people? "The reason why I strongly support you as a colleague is because you are me, Little Nephew."    

    

However, when Yue Zitong saw the supermodel Croft and the others, all she had to do was swipe her finger at the black silk and it exploded with a loud bang, releasing an indescribable feminine charm, only then did she realize that she was wrong.    

    

It was a huge mistake, a huge mistake!    

    

Even a fool would be able to tell that once this kind of black silk was released on the market, it would immediately become the favorite of the most hated women.    

    

The impact on the market, far from the rest of Mount Daqing, will for the time being be a little less severe.    

    

But with great difficulty, she had managed to create some famous Fairy Beauty stockings, and because she and Nanfang, the black line, coexisted with Teng Qingshan, took the lead and became the appetizer of this fierce tiger charging into the world.    

    

Die! It must not be too tragic!    

    

One mountain cannot have two tigers.    

    

Once Teng Qingshan had two famous stocking industries, those with advanced technology would be able to eat out the other side's market in the shortest time possible.    

    

Yue Zitong suddenly realized that she had made a huge mistake. As a result, she immediately felt a sense of crisis.    

    

She knew that if she didn't take effective measures soon, she would lead her henchmen and squat in front of the storehouse that had accumulated disasters. She wanted to cry, but no tears would come out.    

    

She used her life to invest all of her wealth in order to get some results. The wind blew the eggshell away, making people feel good about their money.    

    

"You must report Nanfang Group to me! "Otherwise, I'm dead for sure."    

    

A cold sternness flashed across from Yue Zitong's eyes. She grabbed Chen Dalee's right hand that was listening to her and immediately began to spin 360 degrees: "Quick, bring me to see Lee Nanfang! If you dare to say half a no, I'll wring your ears off! "    

    

"Save me, Boss Lee!"    

    

Chen Dalee's miserable wails were useless against the screams of tens of thousands of spectators.    

    

Even if they did, no one would care.    

    

Instead they would envy him.    

    

Not every man had the qualifications to be pricked in the ears by Boss Yue.    

    

"This, this is Nanfang's stockings?"    

    

Zi Fann was a girl, and he loved to be pretty.    

    

It was the same with Lin Yiting.    

    

Although she hated Lee Nanfang, she definitely wouldn't hate a fashion black silk that could make a woman's allure greatly increase in an instant.    

    

She was also stunned.    

    

In front of him, he couldn't help but see her wearing black wire, looking like she was shyly taking two steps in front of Brother Fusu.    

    

He could no longer control his greedy nature of wanting to keep the black silk for himself.    

    

The beautiful ladies in the audience wanted to buy some black silk to wear no matter what.    

    

Lin Yiting, on the other hand, was just like Yue Zitong. Not only did she have to wear this black silk, she even had the extravagant hope that she could firmly grasp this technique in her own hands!    

    

"Are you thinking of putting the black silk technology into your bag?"    

    

While Lin Yiting was staring at the super models on the stage, purposely flirting with them, causing her beautiful legs to suddenly bloom in front of the audience, a gentle male voice sounded beside her ear.    

    

"Yes."    

    

After Lin Yiting answered subconsciously, she suddenly came to a realization. She turned around and asked, "Who are you?"    

    

"I'm Yang Xiao."    

    

Yang Xiao raised his hand and combed his sideburns as he smiled faintly while looking at the stage, "I also really like this product." How about the two of us join hands and snatch Lee Nanfang's factory? "