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"In a while, we will move into a factory. Your job is to help record the goods that come in and out. We will give you a generous reward."

The person sitting in the back seat didn't say anything for a long time. After they entered Wu Zhou, he stretched out his hand and patted the Spirit of Cold Spring's shoulder. "Since this person needs to deal with truck drivers, we need to communicate with him."

Was this group of people a merchant?

Leng Quan Ling nodded as she thought carefully in her heart. No wonder they saved her. After they rescued her, they did everything they could to capture her.

So they needed someone to talk to the truck driver.

This woman speaks Chinese very well too. Why didn't she do it herself?

There were too many questions floating in her mind, but she couldn't say them out loud. She could only slowly observe them.

These Japanese workers had opened a cigarette factory, and all of them had at least a hundred workers working in it. They were constantly working in the factory.

On the surface, it looked like a normal factory.

However, the air was filled with an indescribably strange smell, causing the alarm to ring in Leng Quan Ling's heart. She absolutely did not believe that this place was merely a cigarette factory.

"It's actually very simple. You just need to know how much each driver has loaded."

After getting off the train, all of the Japanese people left for their own places. Only this woman, who spoke Mandarin, accompanied Leng Quan Ling to familiarize herself with the factory.

"I see. My name is Leng Quan Ling, I wonder what you should call me? "

Leng Quan Ling decided to start from this woman. No matter how convenient the communication was, it was still easy to negotiate with her.

"You can just call me Huizi. My mom is from here, so she's different from those people. If you have something, you can come and find me."

Eiko looked at the beautiful woman in front of her. Although her face was warm and friendly, she was still carefully examining her surroundings and speculating on what was going on.

This was definitely not an ordinary woman. With such beautiful clothes, how could she be the herb picking girl?

She was very curious as to why there was absolutely a truth that could not be told when she deliberately hid it.

"Alright."

Leng Quan Ling followed Huizi's gaze and immediately saw her doubt.

With a gentle smile, the Cold Spring Spirit lowered her eyes to look at her body. Although the colour of the cheongsam was light, those who knew what was good would be able to see through it easily.

Obviously, Eiko knew she was lying.

As the proverb goes, 'The more you write, the darker you become'. The Cold Spring Spirit had no intention of explaining further. In the end, she had no proof even if she questioned herself, so it was impossible to find out where she came from.

This was not a time to panic!

Leng Quan Ling graduated from the country, if not for Leng Yu Jiang, she would have qualified for university.

Thus, counting numbers was not a difficult thing for her. She understood after looking at how many commands someone had given her.

"We never buy in our factory, we only sell. "If there is a refund and you don't want to leave, ask the driver to drive the car to the backyard. The people behind will deal with it."

The man who had done the statistics previously looked like the Ocean Emperor himself. He had a clumsy voice and impatience written all over his face.

"I know."

Leng Quan Ling looked up at the workers and the driver, both of them were carrying a wooden box and slowly moving it onto the car.

Isn't this a cigarette factory? How could smoke be like this again?

Even though there were some doubts in his heart, he definitely couldn't show it. One had to know that these Japanese players had killed so many people that a slight mistake could cost them their lives.

At night, the factory was even more lively, and all the goods were basically sold at night.

The cold spring water spirit quickly took over the shipping work, watching the workers carry the boxes one by one, and then taking down the numbers.

Eiko was often there, and she usually stood there with a straight face, working as a supervisor.

During the day, she could sleep and walk around the factory. She had absolute freedom.

The factory was not big and nothing was too complicated, so in just a few days, Cold Spring had grasped the situation.

"Do you know why we let you stay?"

Eiko would often bring some pastries to Coldspring. She was in a particularly good mood today and brought a lot of delicious snacks.

"Isn't it because you need workers?"

The Spirit of Cold Spring knew the answer to this question, but she could not say.

"It's because you're so beautiful that our Mr. Kato has a photographic memory."

Eiko pursed her lips into a smile as she looked Leng Quan Ling up and down. The youngest and most handsome man behind me on the edge of the cliff. "

At that time, at the edge of the cliff, there were a lot of Japanese players standing behind Wuko, so the Spirit of Cold Spring didn't pay much attention to them.

Today, Eiko suddenly mentioned that she probably had a plan, and this plan was most likely something the Cold Spring Spirit couldn't accept.

"I think you've guessed that Mr. Kato really likes you. He wants you to be his wife."

Eiko picked up a piece of dessert and ate it. She placed a piece in front of Leng Quan Ling and said, "Our Kato Lord is a good man. You won't be disappointed."

"I've been married before. A woman with a husband."

Leng Quan Ling immediately thought of Bai Jiran. Although he hadn't married her, they had once been close flesh and blood, so they could be considered to be husband and wife in reality.

She didn't like to be entrusted with anything, not to mention the fact that she was facing the same situation as the Japanese player.

"That's fine, Kato King can accept that. Although we prefer a purer girl, because he is too obsessed with you, it doesn't matter."

Eiko smiled and shook her head.

"I don't want to."

Leng Quan Ling felt that there was no need to continue talking about this matter, and that it would bring about more trouble if she wanted to say something. After calming down, she said: "I have a husband, so I will definitely not marry again."

"Actually, this is good for you. You have to know, the moment you enter the factory, you are destined to never leave alive."

Eiko's gaze instantly became cold and detached. The killing intent in her eyes became more and more intense, and her face gradually paled.

In fact, the Spirit of Cold Spring had long thought of such an outcome. He had long since heard that the World Spiritist Alliance was cold-blooded and ruthless. How could he let her go so easily?

"So you think... Am I to be married to one of your own? " Leng Quan Ling looked at Eiko and asked.

"If you have his child, the child is, of course... We can accept you. "

When Eiko heard this, she felt that she had wavered a bit and proudly replied.

"I need time."

Refusing it now was definitely not the best solution. If he agreed to it, he wouldn't end up well either.

He could only drag it on and refuse it. Perhaps, he might be able to think of a way to escape in a short period of time.

"I want you to know as soon as possible that our patience is not as good as you think."

Eiko stood up and walked out of the room. She was wrapped in a long black robe around this skinny, lean woman. There were a few white strands hidden in the shiny black strands on her head.