WPG Annual Meeting Begins: Returning to the Past and Looking to the Future, Understand the Applause! Lucky Draws and Clumsiness?

A little after six in the evening.

An Airbus H-255 helicopter landed at the headquarters of Wugengtian Pharmaceutical Group. Xia Yuqing, Lu Manman, and the other two dance students got off the aircraft, while their accompanying security personnel carried the blood oranges they had picked.

An Wuyang stepped forward and first inspected the blood oranges. They were indeed Tarocco No. 8.

Tarocco No. 8 had larger fruits and a brighter red peel. An Wuyang ate blood oranges from his own family's orchard every year, so how could he fail to recognize them?

"Our family's blood oranges are delicious, right?" An Wuyang asked proudly.

"They're delicious!" Xia Yuqing answered with certainty. "They're sweet and have that distinct blood orange flavor. The flesh is very delicate too, with almost no pulp residue. I think they're even better than the batch from last month."

An Wuyang had taken Xia Yuqing to pick blood oranges before, which was why Xia Yuqing had brought her best friends here to pick them.

Lu Manman agreed. "I've never had blood oranges this delicious before."

Wen Xin chimed in, "President An, I noticed your family's blood orange orchard is quite small. Have you never considered expanding the planting area?"

Wen Xin continued, adding firmly, "With blood oranges of this quality, if you expanded the planting area, you'd definitely make money!"

At Wen Xin's words, An Wuyang and Xia Yuqing exchanged a knowing glance, then both burst out laughing.

Wen Xin was left utterly confused. She looked at Zong Chunyan. "Chun Yan'er, did I say something wrong?"

In truth, Zong Chunyan had thoughts similar to Wen Xin's. Tianjingyan's blood oranges were indeed exceptionally delicious, and more importantly, their quality was consistent. They had tasted several blood oranges at Tianjingyan earlier, and every single one had been excellent.

Blood oranges