Huo Weiting said softly, and Zhao Xiaoli, who was sitting behind him, smiled and said, "I told my uncle that everyone is doing their own business, there is no need to compare with each other. Besides, they cannot do that activity every day. After all, they have to make high-end dishes to make more money. If they encounter a few people who are reluctant to leave the store, wouldn't they lose money?"

Huo Weiting's eyebrows slightly stretched out, nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Zhao Xiaoli was a little surprised that he was not speaking for her aunt today, but echoing what she said just now.

"You think it makes sense, too." She didn't dare to show her dissatisfaction in front of Huo Weiting. He was a businessman, and his eyes said viciously. He could tell whether you were happy or not.

He nodded and replied, "Yes, what you said makes sense, business is done in its own way, and competition is always there. You cannot suppress all the shops around you. When the other party thinks of this marketing method, we can use another way to attract customers. There is no need to copy others' finished products."

"Yes." Zhao Xiaoli showed a faint smile on her face. When she arrived at school, she quickly jumped off the bicycle. Huo Weiting quickly reached out to help her.

Huo Weiting suddenly asked: "Do you know Song Yan?"

"What?" Hearing the words Song Yan, Zhao Xiaoli's heart hangs high.

Huo Weiting said: "Before, I saw her surrounded by a group of middle school students on the street. I sent her back. I thought you knew her."

Zhao Xiaoli said calmly: "I know this person, but I am not very familiar with him. You... sent her home?"

"Yes, I sent her back." Huo Weiting handed her the bag, and did not mention Song Yan's matter again, and said, "Get in quickly."

"By the way, the school organizes a spring outing and it will take three days to come back. You don't need the school to pick me up in the afternoon."

"Well, I'm going to go on a business trip in another place, so I'll leave the bicycle for you." Huo Weiting said.

Zhao Xiaoli took the bicycle, then waved her hand and said, "You go, I'll go in first."

Two people walked in the opposite direction.

Then a black car drove from another road, and Huo Weiting got into the car, and the man driving said to Huo Weiting: "Mr. Huo, there is already news about the lady who was taken away by his wife back then."

Huo Weiting's eyes lit up, he looked up and asked, "Say."

"The wife threw the lady in the Fuyuan Orphanage and left. Later, the lady was taken away by a family. She should have been taken to adopt. It is said that the lady was taken away the next day after she was admitted to the orphanage. However, the adopter's files were flooded because of a flood. The dean said that it was taken away by a soldier." Huo Weiting took the information.

Looking through the information, I saw a photo of a baby, she was wrapped in a woman's big jacket.

"This is my mother's coat." Huo Weiting couldn't help but touch the person in the photo, frowned: "This child is indeed Youyou."

"How can I find the second lady without the information of the adopter?"

Huo Weiting closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair behind him. He was silent for a moment. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "If the soldiers take it away, then go to the military district to look for girls of similar age. Youyou check it out. You can always find it. Mom's time is not long, and I don't want her to leave with regrets."
Chapter completed!