"Look, everyone, there are Fenghua brand clothing here."

"Impossible?"

"How is it impossible? Isn't the actor on this promotional poster Ning Pingping? You haven't seen the advertisement of the First TV station? Can you admit your mistake?"

"It's really true that Fenghua brand clothing has been sold to Lijiapo?"

In the largest shopping mall in Lijiapo, Li Ye and others stopped in front of a clothing sales counter and were amazed at the conspicuous model advertisement in front of them.

The Beijing University debate team finally won the championship in this debate, and then received a small bonus.

So everyone finally had a little money that they could freely dispose of, so naturally they could not miss a pleasant experience of "overseas shopping".

As a result, after a while, I saw "made in china".

Li Ye smiled and said, "What are you doing so strangely? Shouldn't you be proud to see your own products in a foreign country?"

"Hehe, we are just proud! Let's go in and support the domestic products!"

Qin Yongsheng smiled, waved his hand and led the way to kill him.

The rest of the people followed one after another, and now everyone is generous and wants to "support" no matter what.

As a result, half a minute later, everyone was stunned.

"Why is it so expensive? Is it the Fenghua brand we wear?"

"Why isn't it? Take it down and compare it with us, look at the anti-counterfeiting buttons, and look at the real price of the colorful knitted labels."

"But why is this several times more expensive than in the mainland?"

Everyone really can't understand, because most of the export products are bought in foreign currency outside, which is much cheaper than those in the mainland.

But the Fenghua card in front of you is extremely expensive.

Finally, a classmate asked Li Ye: "Li Ye, do you know why this is?"

Why? Because it was my trading company that made the difference!

Pei Wencong was under the command of Li Ye and acquired two foreign trade companies on Hong Kong Island and opened up sales channels in Nanyang. That would be impossible to make money, right?

"Ahem~"

Li Ye coughed gently and said lightly: "This is a market economy, of course it is a market. Since the price is so high, it is of course worth it!

As for why I clearly tell you in the advertisements of cheap people sold in the mainland, the price of conscience is higher when exports are converted to domestic sales!"

Everyone was skeptical, but after a few minutes, someone came to buy two sets of Fenghua cards. The transaction was clean and neat, and it didn't feel expensive at all.

"It's true, Fenghua brand is really a conscientious domestic product"

Several students were very moved. They looked at their clothes and then converted them with the exchange rate.

It's amazing. The value of this outfit is different now. I have to make a cover when I go back, and I feel distressed for a long time when I get many folds.

"Okay, OK, everyone hurry up and buy, there will be a friendship between students from various schools tonight!"

Team Leader Zhou looked at the watch and began to urge everyone to shop quickly and not to be too dazzled and delay time.

The location where everyone is in another hotel, which is slightly higher than the hotel where the Beijing University debate team is staying, at least there is a swimming pool.

Students from all schools who were polite at the previous debate were now smiling and polite, greeting each other and expressing their favorable feelings. I hope that everyone’s friendship will last forever.

Only He Qiusheng, who was a little unhealthy, smiled and said to Li Ye, "The crime of not being arguing", obviously still a little dissatisfied.

In his opinion, the debate team of Peking University took advantage of it. In the first game, they squeezed soft persimmons and in the second game, they picked the most favorable side, almost invincible.

Li Ye smiled and didn't argue with him.

Debating with each other at a debate may eventually become friends. If you fight in private, you may become enemies.

Whether there is any inside story in this game or not, even if there is one, it is because of your real strength. If you are not as strong as others, don’t want to be treated completely fairly.

The luck of drawing lots is strength, and the strength of the mainland is also strength.

What's more, the debate strength of the Peking University debate team is not inferior to anyone!

"Li Ye, someone is looking for you!"

Li Ye was greeting his classmates when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

When he looked back, he found that Wen Rui'an and Pei Wencong were coming together.

Wen Rui'an walked up to Li Ye and said with a smile: "Little brother, congratulations on your victory, and thank you for your contributions to Confucianism."

Li Ye said: "What is our contribution? If we really want to talk about it, Mr. Wen made a contribution earlier than us, greater than us, and should be grateful to us."

"Little brother, you are too polite, too polite," Wen Rui'an waved his hand and smiled: "You are busy participating in the competition this time, but you missed a lot of friends! When we have the chance next time, we must have a good chat."

Because Li Ye was going to participate in the debate, he participated in two cultural exchange activities in total, which was indeed a pity.

However, Pei Wencong said: "If you don't have a good time this time, we can hold it in Hong Kong Island once! It's more convenient than Li Jiapo. I hope Mr. Wen and Mr. Li will definitely enjoy the glory at that time."

"Hao~, you stingy guy is so good? What are your intentions to show your kindness if you don't have anything to do?"

Wen Rui'an looked at Pei Wencong, laughed and scolded, not knowing whether it was true or false.

Li Ye didn't want to see the two of them get into evil, so he smiled and smoothed out, "Mr. Wen, don't be surprised. I don't know if Mr. Pei is stingy, but Mr. Pei's character is still OK, right?"

"Hahaha, this is true. I don't know what luck this guy has left. He suddenly became rich without cheating or cheating."

""

Pei Wencong was very polite and did not care about Wen Rui'an, but he smiled evilly in his heart and said, "What luck did I have? You can't see the great fortune in front of you, right? If I don't tell you, I just won't tell you."

Li Ye had something to do, so he pulled Wen Ruian to everyone and introduced this celebrity in the martial arts novel world.

Sure enough, Wen Rui'an is very popular with a group of college students.

Some people don’t like reading novels, but they like to write poetry!

Even if some students don’t like reading novels or writing poetry, Wen Rui’an is now the creative manager of ATV, which is a connection, right?

After Wen Rui'an was surrounded by everyone, Li Ye and Pei Wencong walked to the other side of the swimming pool.

"Old Pei, you suddenly came to Lijiapo because of the Youth Martial Arts Alliance or?"

"It's for your explanation," Pei Wencong said directly: "After I received your call, I contacted the appropriate detective center and booked a plane ticket to come over. I arrived in Malaysia yesterday morning."

Li Ye's eyes froze and he asked, "Look at what you mean is there already news?"

"have!"

Pei Wencong said: "It's a coincidence that I checked according to the address you gave me by Mr. Li. As a result, the family is having a lot of trouble these days. There is no need to worry about many things. You can find out if you look for a small shop on the side of the road."

"It's a hot topic?"

Li Ye's heart sank, but his expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Tell me carefully!"

Pei Wencong opened his carry-on bag, took out a notebook from it, and said while flipping through it: "Mr. Li, the owner of the address you gave me is Ms. Fu, who came to Malay from Dongshan to Malay more than ten years ago."

"Ms. Fu is the niece of Fu Yinglun, the boss of Johor Fu's company. She is now the general manager of Fu's company. She should still have some shares and is considered a small shareholder."

"Just three months ago, Fu Yinglun died, so Fu Yinglun's elder brother started fighting for power

Fu Yinglun had only one daughter, but he appointed a large part of his shares and property to be inherited by Ms. Fu's adopted son. The Fu family all expressed doubts and even went to court."

"etc!"

Li Ye suddenly looked up, interrupted Pei Wencong, and asked in a deep voice: "What adopted son? Which Ms. Fu's adopted son?"

Pei Wencong was stunned and said, "It's the adopted son of Fu Guiru! Didn't Mr. Li ask me to investigate Ms. Fu Guiru?"

Li Ye blinked his eyes, and there was a fog on his forehead.

Pei Wencong was also full of doubts. If he investigated the wrong target, he would not be too shameful!

Li Ye waved his hand and said, "So you continue talking about that adopted son."

Pei Wencong flipped through the notebook in his hand and said, "Ms. Fu's adopted son is Fu Zhiman. He is eleven years old and studies in the best Chinese school in Johor. He has been spoiled by Fu Yinglun's family since he was a child and has a bad personality."

Pei Wencong talked a lot, and even investigated what kind of ice cream Fu Zhiman liked to eat.

But when he finished speaking, he saw Li Ye looking at him coldly, gritting his teeth and asking, "What's the matter with Fu Zhiman's adoptive father?"

Pei Wencong shook his head: "Fu Zhiman has no adoptive father, only Ms. Fu is the only adoptive mother."

""

Li Ye felt a little tooth pain and had to ask again: "What's the situation with that Ms. Fu Guiru's husband?"

Pei Wencong shook his head faster: "Ms. Fu Guiru has no husband."

"What are you investigating? Fu Guiru has no husband, so her daughter jumped out of the crack of the stone?"

Emperor Li Ye became irritable.

If you want to say that the boy who likes to use his eyes to "knife" is his adopted son, Li Ye believes that he is so ugly after all.

But if you want to say that the girl named "Xiao Ruo" is also Fu Guiru's adopted daughter, she wouldn't believe it if she beat Li Ye to death.

She is 70% or 80% similar to Fu Guiru. Can she be a wild child she picked up?

Pei Wencong's cheeks kept twitching, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Finally, he looked down at the notebook and said, "Fu Guiru has a daughter named Fu Yiru
To be continued...