"Xu Brother, however much you need, just say the word. We're all family here, and we'll definitely help if we can," Gu Hai said with a smile that was much easier to accept than Fang Yue's.
Xu Qinghe took a deep breath, thinking that since they had always been in South City and could afford a car, they must be wealthy. Perhaps, she just wanted to help them purely, with no other intentions.
"Thank you for your kindness. I appreciate it," he said.
Just as Xu Qinghe finished speaking, Fang Yue's voice rang out again, "We genuinely want to help you, please don't lose substance for the sake of appearance."
"Our factory's issues are a thing of the past," Xu Qinghe quickly mentioned how their factory had already resumed production.
Fang Yue asked skeptically, "Wasn't it said that it caused deaths? And it's still making chili sauce?"
"No," Xu Qinghe firmly denied, "Our chili sauce is completely clean, it hasn't killed anyone, nor made anyone sick."
