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After entering the gate, putting the car away, and on the way to the office, Linya seemed to finally remember my amnesia, and in a short period of time, she introduced the instant noodle factory that Vilas and I founded together.

Leaving aside the history and humanities, of course, there is nothing to talk about. It is just a matter of interest, the husband and wife are of the same mind, stuffing piles of dog food into their mouths, and the main thing is to talk about the scale of the factory.

It is relatively niche and cannot be compared with big brands like JIOJIO Sauerkraut Noodles. It is a kind of self-enclosure, having a firm foothold on one-third of an acre of land and owning a certain market.

With Veras as a checkpoint, the taste will definitely be the same, but for instant noodles, unless there is a qualitative difference in taste, the sales volume mainly depends on the channel. Veras, as a contemporary kitchen god girl, is the only research and development of the factory, and the first one to sell well.

Instant noodles are made by her, but whether they taste good or not is just a matter of a few packets of seasonings. It should not be too easy to imitate. Within half a month, similar competing products appeared, and we were so angry that we could only touch them.

There is nothing wrong with launching a new flavor every year and maintaining the existing market share. Being a niche brand ignored by the giants and being a small rich man is not a problem. Channels and expanding channels are very troublesome. The market is dominated by beverages and fast food.

The competition for food is the fiercest, so let’s do it. Good night, my dear ones.

After being introduced by Linya with a somewhat angry tone, I could imagine myself slumped on the sofa holding a salted fish puppet.

"With Veras here, we can actually develop into a big name."

"Forget it, eating too much instant noodles is bad for your health. We can't harm the seedlings of our motherland."

"Then let's develop some healthy food?"

"Forget it, forget it, it's so troublesome. We have to do research and development again. Not to mention the exhaustion of Vilas, we have to invest in new production lines, recruit more employees, pay more wages, pay more taxes and five insurances.

Gold or something, it’s so troublesome.”

Every time I think about this, I feel so heartbroken that I can hardly breathe. What about these employees... It would be great if they were all robots. It would be best if they were solar-powered. They could go out to bask in the sun for an hour at noon every day... no, half an hour.

The sun can fully charge the battery, and the battery will be fully powered for the remaining twenty-four and a half hours.

You talk about this tax... Well, I have a question, can a robot get a disability certificate? It should be no problem. Look, my robot only has one arm!

I was angry, and Linya was even more angry: "Brother Wu, you should cheer up."

"Why do I think you care more about the factory than me?"

"After all, this is the brainchild of you and Vilas, isn't it?" Xiao Nizi looked away with a guilty conscience.

"This statement is a bit exaggerated. I originally wanted to find something for Vilas to do, so as not to bury her cooking skills. Opening a restaurant is too tiring and inappropriate, so I came up with such a compromise idea."

Linya's focus is always different. She looked me up and down and said in surprise: "Brother Wu, have you recovered from your amnesia?"

"No, no, it's just that this is what I think. There is no other possibility." I yawned for a long time and said nonchalantly. Since this illusion has focused on details and told the truth, then what I said should be eight or nine.

Not far away from ten.

Don’t I myself understand what kind of virtue I am?

If you take ten thousand steps back, even if you say something wrong, Huanjing will definitely find a way to come back, right, Huanjing-san.

During the conversation, we have arrived at the manager's office, a small company, a small factory, several hundred employees, several factories, a three-story office building with a sense of age, and the manager is the biggest boss. There is no president or chairman.

Spiritual shareholders.

While we were talking, we passed by the manager's office.

"Oh no, haven't we arrived at our destination? Am I not the manager here anymore?" I quickly grabbed Linya, but she received a death stare from her.

"Are you sure... you really want to go in?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay to come in. Come in if you want. Maybe I can help you retrieve some memories." Linya took out the key and unlocked the door. When she pushed the door open, she could see the layout inside.

It should be like two offices connected. There are thirty or forty square meters inside, which is very suitable for a small boss. In front of it is a desk made of unknown materials. It is very clean and only has a computer. It doesn't look like it at all.

It looks like an office. Behind the swivel chair is a row of large bookshelves filled with books and folders. But to my sharp eyes, the folders are almost all empty, and many of the book wrappers have not been removed.

To the left of the desk is a set of sofas, surrounded by a Kung Fu coffee table, but there is no tea in sight, which is strange.

Look at the right side again. Good guy, compared to the superficial desk area here, the simple and unpretentious big bed in the back looks very human. There are cabinets and refrigerators beside the bed, and there are a lot of things inside.

Bajiu was stuffed with all kinds of happy water, potato chips, biscuits, bacon and plums. He was lying on the bed and within reach. There was a large TV hanging on the wall facing the end of the bed, and various game consoles were placed on the TV cabinet below.

This is probably the real house disguised as an office.

Ah, this... the office has arranged these things, and even bothered to do the superficial work of setting up a screen to block them. It seems that the word "touch" should be carved on the top of the head to clearly tell everyone who comes in here.

"How's it going? Did you remember anything?" Linya stared at me closely, which made me a little panicked and I couldn't help but cough lightly.

"It's a little bit...well, it brings back some not-so-good memories."

"Oh, really?" For some reason, Linya turned her head away coldly and slammed the door with a little force.

well?

I felt that I was too shady... too aboveboard. This was not good. It would damage the upstart image of my little boss. I was just complaining about myself. How did I offend her?

Linya walked in a hurry and didn't say anything. She took me directly to the financial room. As soon as the door opened, a familiar figure burst into my eyes unprepared.

That snow-like soft white hair, neat and straight, and the unusual outline of light gray eyes seem to embody all the aura of this city. They are refined and refined, like an elf who has fallen into the world, quiet, gentle, and weak.

Her delicate body looked even more petite in front of the computer screen and mountains of documents. People couldn't help but feel pity for her, and they couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear of disturbing the other party by making the slightest movement.

My sister Lena!

I almost shouted out the other person's name instantly, the soul of sister control was surging, and the power of sister was making a dry cry.

"Lena." In the moment of hesitation, Linya took the lead. She walked over distressedly, pushed the wheelchair under Lena's seat, pushed her to the rest room aside, and helped her sit down on the sofa.

"How many times have I told you to rest more and work less."

"How does sister know that I haven't rested and have been working all the time?" Lena took Linya's water glass and took a sip. A quiet and peaceful smile appeared on her picturesque and beautiful face.

"Huh? Who do you think I am?!" Linya laughed disdainfully: "We have been together for many years..."

Yes, Lena and Linya have worked together in the alliance for many years. Among the girls, there should be no one who has a better understanding and familiarity with each other than them. They are old partners for many years...

"We have been sisters for many years!" Linya lightly flicked Lena on the forehead.

I:"???"

No, wait, director, jam! Kakaka! The lines are wrong, the lines are wrong, hurry up and drag out the dog screenwriter with a face rolling over the keyboard, and see if I can chop it into pieces without a forty-meter-long sword.

Meat filling!

Linya over there noticed my dumbfounded look and also showed an incredulous expression.

"Brother Wu, don't tell me that you have forgotten Lena. Ever since you were a child, you have always loved Lena the most."

"Lena! Lena! Of course I remember Lena! How could I not remember Lena!" I just felt that the pores in my body were breathing out anger, gesticulating, my face was red, and I was trying to reason.

He was trying hard, but couldn't find the right words to say, looking helpless and furious.

This is an illusion!

This dog fantasy!

It actually killed my sister!!!!!!

Even if it's just an illusion, I absolutely can't bear it! I rolled up my sleeves and walked towards Linya with all my strength, intending to use all means to break the shackles of the illusion and prove that this is my sister, mine!

Give me Lena back!

"Brother is acting a little strange today." Lena looked at me who was filled with anger and said curiously.

"How could it be? It's no different from usual. I'm your brother." I forgot to argue with Linya for a moment, and I walked over to Lena and squatted down... ah no, I sat down and opened my innocent eyes wide.

It's important to get my sister back, but before that, I can't let Lena think I'm a weirdo. This is the bottom line for sister control.

"It's really no different from usual." Linya looked at me with a smile: "Brother Wu is just showing a disgusting look in front of Lena as usual."

"Look what weird things you said, don't slander me in front of Lena."

How disgusting is the girl? Believe it or not, I gave the order and millions of girls in the world rose up and licked the toilet spotless!

"I just feel strange, since you love Lena so much, why didn't you marry her?"

"elder sister!"

The unexpected stab in the back made Lena blush with embarrassment and tugged on Linya's sleeves, not daring to look at me.

Why does this little girl always like to say weird things in the fantasy world? Can she still be called sister after she gets married? I rolled my eyes at Linya's unreasonable thoughts and responded: "Then, you open an orthopedics department abroad.

Clinic?"

"Brother Wu, I don't understand what you are talking about at all, but I seem to understand a little bit. Could it be that you think Lena can't escape your grasp anyway, so it doesn't matter if you don't marry her?"

My eyes were serious: "Xiao Nizi, what you said is a bit too much. I have always regarded Lena as my sister, and this feeling has never changed."

Is there anything wrong with this statement? There is absolutely nothing wrong with it!

"I also think... it's good to keep doing this. I'm already very satisfied. Now it's you, Sister Linya." Lena's eyes were blurred and she murmured in a low voice. When the topic changed, those blurry and hazy eyes had recovered.

It’s Qingming Festival.

She is weak, but she is not a soft-tempered person who can be manipulated by others. When she was at the alliance headquarters, she often went back and forth with Linya.

"You and Brother Wu have had a deep relationship since childhood. Are you really willing to lose to Vilas, who you have only known for a few years?"

This counterattack was extremely sharp and as witty as Linya, but she was stunned on the spot and speechless for a moment.
To be continued...