Zheng Yiyun felt a growing sense of doubt and unease. The last time they were dealing with the lumber processing factory, Pan Yunhu had also spoken with absolute certainty that Li Zhiyan could never succeed, yet the end result was that her lumber processing factory was now teetering on the edge of bankruptcy.
Perhaps Li Zhiyan really did have some kind of viable business plan after all.
"Li Zhiyan, what sort of mischief are you up to this time?"
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