Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang froze for a moment, as if her memory had been touched, she remembered what she had heard from somewhere.

The general content is that in the market economy, the government's macro-control function on market prices, stabilizing prices, and related economic and legal administration and other means.

Facing Wang Haoming's seemingly gentle but actually oppressive eyes, she pursed her lips with difficulty and admitted honestly.

"I understand, I really didn't think about it."

Once the words are spoken, the rest is easy.

She shook her head with a wry smile, examining her omissions as if doing a check.

"If I want to sell the melons that are commonly grown in every household at sky-high prices, I must prove that my melons are worth the price. Customers' word of mouth is one aspect, but it is also the most illusory and cannot be used as admissible evidence."

"I'd better apply for a patent, ask authoritative university professors, researchers, nutritionists, etc. to issue relevant certificates, and then go to the relevant government departments for filing."

"Otherwise, I would be driving up prices without basis. If someone else pursues it, it would be justified to fine me."

She has seen this routine before, but the consequences are more serious.

The two factories filed a lawsuit against each other, using all kinds of open and dark methods, and the unrelenting posture frightened Su Haitang, who had little experience.

She was afraid of encountering the same calculation, so she rectified her own factory and completed all the procedures, and then put her heart back into her stomach.

Wang Haoming and the others didn't expect her to have such insights, they all looked over in surprise, and couldn't take care of drinking the fragrant tea in their hands for a while.

Yu Ge frowned slightly in dissatisfaction with his meticulously drawn slender eyebrows, and after listening to Xiao Cui's brief report, he sent her back to the kitchen to cook, ignoring the plate of melon cut into small pieces with a toothpick on the coffee table.

"So, did you commit a crime knowingly? You came to my house on purpose just to drag us into the water, so that you could be a bailiff for you?"

Yu Ge's eyes were sharp, and he shot straight at Su Haitang who was on an equal footing with them.

"How dare you use the guise of raising funds to help students, misleading others to pay for it, you will be punished!"

"We don't object to others doing good deeds, and we are happy to set an example, but why should we marry you?"

"You have a good plan. You have made money, but you also want to step on us to earn a good reputation. Don't you think your appetite is too big?"

Yu Ge's voice was stern, and he coldly issued the order to evict the guest.

"I hate being used by others! Especially using my kindness and love, and taking advantage of other weak people's misfortune to make money! Absolutely hateful!"

"I don't care whose cousin you are, you are not welcome in my family, please leave. If you eat your melon, I will pay you according to the market price, and you will take the rest away."

"You don't have to think about the so-called order. The contract reached with fraudulent intentions is invalid and not legally recognized. You can go."

Su Haitang was pointed at her nose and scolded, and was kicked out in public. Her face was burning hot, as if she had been slapped several times in a row!

No one pleaded for her.

Nor would she be so foolish as to hope that someone would offend the hostess just to meet her, who was insignificant for the first time.

She took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and was about to open her mouth when Yu Ge coldly snatched it away.

"Don't bother to argue. We are not three-year-olds, and we have our own judgments. Please leave on your own initiative, show respect to each other, and don't make too much trouble. The guards are not just for the sake of looking good."

Speaking of this, Su Haitang didn't want to explain anymore.

Yu Ge was right in one sentence at least, they are not three-year-olds, they only believe in their inherent judgment; it is useless for her to explain, she will only be regarded as a sophistry with ulterior motives.

This is called, do not speculate half a sentence too much.