So the banquet started, and Lu Zheng ordered another batch of cold-resistant high-yield crops from Wang Yanhui.


    Without saying a word, Wang Yanhui just looked up and drank a glass of Wuliangye.


    "Boss Lu is amazing! Cold-resistant crops, you have opened up the way to the black land in Eastern Europe?" Liu Wen asked in surprise.


    "No, no! You can''t talk nonsense about this." Lu Zheng waved his hands again and again, indicating that there was no such thing.


    "I understand, I understand!" Liu Wen nodded clearly, and several people looked at each other


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