Zhang Dongyuan's follower was a woman named She Zhijun, around thirty years old. She was mature, beautiful, and graceful, though slightly short at about five foot three.
She Zhijun had developed quite well in Poland. She had been posted there by a state-owned enterprise, not as the person in charge, but her father had worked at the Polish embassy for over twenty years and knew all the local connections well. She had been sent over specifically to smooth over problems for her company.
As a result, she scarcely needed to report to the office, visiting only three to five times a month at most, yet she still drew her full salary and had a much larger expense account than others—the key was that few people in the company had any complaints.
In fact, She Zhijun also did some import-export business herself and earned quite a bit. Unfortunately, her marriage had been unhappy, and she was now divorced.
She had originally believed in both Buddhism and Daoism and often made donations. Later, when her friend's father developed lung cancer and every effort proved futile, they decided to try their luck in Yang City. She had helped contact Zhang Dongyuan and had even lent her friend ten million on short notice.
The old man's cancer was cured, and she immediately became a devout follower of the Daoist Order. Well, she still occasionally made donations to the Buddhist School, but the scale was nowhere near the same.
When she heard that Boss Feng from Luohua Manor might be coming to Poland, she not only refunded her plane ticket home and booked a five-star hotel, but also specially rented a luxury business van and waited at the border.
She Zhijun first treated the three of them to lunch, then asked how it tasted and