anwhile, beneath the forum ssages that had been redirected, Huaxia's netizens were also fuming.
"South Koreans are truly the most shaless people I've ever seen!"
"Heh, are they trying to challenge us in dical skills? I beg Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine to step up and ruthlessly crush this group of Koreans!"
"We can lose to anyone but this group of Koreans. I can't stand it anymore!"
The netizens from both sides were in a heated debate, and almost everyone was focused on this dical competition. Huaxia claid it was Traditional Chinese dicine, while Korea called it Korean dicine, and the argunt continued endlessly.
However, the upcoming dical competition had obviously beco a major focus, because under the pressure of public opinion in both countries, it had beco more than just a simple contest; in many people's eyes, it was evidence to prove which country Traditional Chinese dicine originated from!
Because most people only look at strength, and the results of this competition are the best proof of strength!
If this continues to develop, it might even wager the honor of each country's dical skills.
Ren Feng furrowed his brows while quickly browsing through all the information, noting that even dia from several Western countries were starting to pay attention to this dical competition, not to ntion other countries in Asia.
This matter had already beco a global hot topic!
However, Ren Feng couldn't get involved in this issue, not because his dical skills weren't good, but because the country would naturally have a way to address this matter.
Ren Feng shook his head, turned off his phone, and headed to the kitchen.
Liou Rui was in the kitchen, dressed in casual ho attire, cooking, and the fragrance wafting around had already whetted Ren Feng's appetite.
He hugged Liou Rui from behind, causing Rui to giggle, "What's wrong, little brother, already hungry?"
"Yeah." Ren Feng couldn't resist and began to caress her.
"If you're hungry, just eat first." Liou Rui said, but didn't push Ren Feng away.
"How about I have you for a al again?"
"No way."
Ren Feng hugged Liou Rui but didn't move, watching her fry the dishes. Her technique was extrely skilled.
"Slls so good, you're really good at cooking."
"Little brother, you're glib. You've yet to eat any."
"Just by slling, I can tell. Do I even need to eat?" Ren Feng leaned closer to Liou Rui's face, "Look at this dish, bright in color, aromatic, perfectly combining sight, sll, and taste."
"Alright, alright. If you praise any more, I won't be able to focus on cooking."
Liou Rui had a smile on her face, turned off the heat, and put the dish into a bowl.
"Looks like I'm in for a treat."
The two sat at the dining table, and Ren Feng eagerly took a bite, then let out a satisfied "Mm."
"Rui, it's really good."
"I developed these skills living alone before," Liou Rui rested her chin on her hand, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ren Feng with a smile, "When will you cook a al for , little brother?"
Ren Feng blinked, "Sure, if you want, I'll cook noodles for you."
"Cook noodles? I don't eat noodles." Liou Rui giggled, but suddenly, seeing Ren Feng's inexplicably mischievous smile, she suddenly realized.
"Oh! Little brother, I didn't expect you to be so naughty, teasing your elder sister again." Liou Rui looked as if she might cry.
"Rui, no, I was just talking about noodles." Ren Feng beca a bit anxious.
Liou Rui chuckled, "I thought you were serious. Otherwise, I might want to try it."
After speaking, Liou Rui seductively extended her tongue and licked her red lips.
Seeing this, Ren Feng felt a surge of desire and reached to grab Liou Rui, but she dodged him.
"Little brother, what are you doing? Eat properly, your sister can't handle your antics." Liou Rui laughed wantonly as she watched Ren Feng's frustrated expression, just wanting to laugh.
"Speaking of serious matters, when are you going to South Korea, Rui?"
"It's scheduled for the day after tomorrow," Liou Rui said, "The personnel on the company's side will be prepared by then, and arrangents have been made with those companies. However, considering the current anti-Huaxia sentint, it seems it will be quite difficult."
Ren Feng nodded, "Yes, I was just looking at the news. This matter can't be suppressed; it's intensifying, and now no one cares about the original reason."
"So who knows, on the day after tomorrow, as soon as I step into South Korea, I might face a siege by South Koreans." Liou Rui giggled.
"Would they dare?" Ren Feng raised an eyebrow, "Don't worry, I'll make sure they don't get close to you."
"Ah, seeing you so concerned about , little brother, I can relax." Liou Rui laughed non-stop.
"Will the results of the negotiations with those companies be affected by the anti-Huaxia demonstrations?"
"Whether or not they will succeed depends on the wishes of the companies on the other side. It's not related to sales and marketing but rather so content related to raw material developnt. You know, South Korea's costics still hold so position in the world."
Ren Feng nodded, "That's good, as long as it doesn't affect the company's developnt."
Chatting with Liou Rui, they finished eating, and afterward, Ren Feng was about to leave.
"Little brother, help deliver this to Mr. Xia when you go." Liou Rui giggled, pulling out a docunt and handing it to Ren Feng.
"What's this?"
"It's about so cooperation in the lingerie sector with so enterprises in Jiangnan City. Previously, Qingcheng International and Flying Snow Group had overlapping business in this area. Now I plan to give up this part of the business."
Liou Rui smiled, "Little brother, this is all for you, you naughty one."
Ren Feng accepted the docunt and imdiately pulled Liou Rui over, planting a kiss on her red lips.
"Don't worry, I'll marry you. No matter how long it takes, I'll marry you."
"Mm, I'll be waiting." Liou Rui giggled.
Seeing Ren Feng leave, Liou Rui's smile still lingered as she closed the door.
Leaving Liou Rui's place, Ren Feng planned to head straight back. When he returned to the villa, it was already afternoon and, unexpectedly, Xia Wenxue and Liang Keqing had returned early.
Ren Feng was slightly stunned, "You're off work already."
"Mm, we got off early today," Xia Wenxue said softly, "Work at the company is finished, a little reward for myself."
"Keqing, how did your day go?" Ren Feng asked with a smile.
"It was okay. Wenxue taught a lot and even bought a pair of high heels. But I don't know how to wear them," Liang Keqing's beautiful eyes blinked, "I still prefer to wear flats."
Ren Feng laughed heartily, "Then don't wear them. Your aura doesn't suit high heels. Even in flats, you have a unique grace and beauty."
Unexpectedly, with these words, a smile blossod on Liang Keqing's face, "Feng, do you really an it?"
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