Rebirth in 1980: I pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and marry the chief

At the factory gate, Tang Zheng gave Lao Jin another fifty yuan, and Lao Jin took the money and left.

Tang Zheng said kindly: "Don't you have any other information about your daughter? You only know that she is a female, about ten years old, and you don't know anything else. Finding her is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack."

The weather was too hot and Tang Zheng's throat was a little dry. Tang Zheng paused and continued: "There must be a reason why your daughter was lost, such as some suspicious person. You always know that, right?"

"Ah."

Lao Jin only responded, raised his legs and left.

Tang Zheng: "..."

Factory Director Jiang was about to go out when he heard someone said that Xiao Tang was coming, so he quickly went out to greet him.

It wasn't that Tang Zheng was too proud, but that Director Jiang missed Tang Zheng's 280,000 yuan too much.

"Hey, Xiao Tang, long time no see, you look beautiful again!"

Director Jiang saw Tang Zheng smiling heartily, and the flesh on his stomach trembled.

Tang Zheng chuckled: "Uncle Jiang, long time no see. I brought you specialties from my hometown."

Tang Zheng said, opening his army green bag, which contained mushrooms and hazelnuts.

In fact, Tang Zheng arrived suddenly, so she was not in the mood to prepare these things. Someone sold them on the train, so she took care of them all.

"Not bad, not bad. I've been craving for some game lately. Come in quickly and uncle will make you tea."

Factory Director Jiang reached out and carried the military green bag for Tang Zheng. The workers and junior leaders in the factory were a little shocked when they saw it.

They have never seen the factory director look so enthusiastic, and even the district mayor has never been so enthusiastic.

After entering the office, Director Jiang poured tea for Tang Zheng: "The journey has gone smoothly, right?"

Tang Zheng nodded: "Success."

She was in a bad mood. Except for eating and going to the toilet, she just stayed on the seat like a quail. Could it be bad?

Tang Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense, took out the mushrooms and hazelnuts from the bag, and then placed all the money in front of Factory Director Jiang.

"Uncle Jiang, the radio cassette player I ordered before is still short of 280,000 yuan..."

Before he finished paying for it, Tang Zheng choked up as he spoke.

Factory Director Jiang quickly asked: "Xiao Tang, why are you crying? What's wrong? Are you being bullied?"

Tang Zheng wiped away the non-existent tears: "Well... I... a few days ago... the store I rented was burned down by a fire. I lost a lot of things and a lot of money..."

Factory Director Jiang quickly opened the drawer and took out a pack of tissues: "Don't cry, don't cry. It's a good thing that people are fine. If you are tight on money and you owe the factory money, you can wait until later..."

As soon as Director Jiang said these words, a glint flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes.

"Uncle Jiang, you are such a good person. I must have done good deeds and accumulated virtue in my previous life to meet such a good person like you!"

As soon as Tang Zheng's rainbow fart came out, Director Jiang straightened up immediately: "It's not a matter of discussion, I will help anyone who has difficulties..."

Before Director Jiang finished speaking, he saw Tang Zheng put the money he took out into his pocket again.

His heart trembled, and he realized that he seemed to have been calculated.

"Uncle Jiang said so, so I will shamelessly bring back some urgent needs first. I will give you 200,000 yuan first, and the remaining 80,000 yuan will be given to you when I come to the magic city next time."

Director Jiang's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a dead fly.

He just said that to Tang Zheng because he saw Tang Zheng taking out all the money, so he was pretending to be polite. Unexpectedly, Tang Zheng actually put the money back.

The money Tang Zheng sent was not enough for 280,000 yuan, and with the money from selling the jewelry, it was still 50,000 yuan short.

The total was 230,000 yuan, and Tang Zheng put another 30,000 yuan into his pocket, leaving 200,000 yuan for Director Jiang.

Factory Director Jiang was quite upset at first, but looking at the 200,000 piled on the table, he calmed down a lot.

Tang Zheng only paid a deposit of 20,000 yuan last time. It was not easy to give him 200,000 yuan at once this time.

Forget it, isn't it just 80,000 yuan? Anyway, 200,000 yuan has been sent to him, and the rest can be dealt with later.

"Uncle Jiang, the rice cooker you gave me last time was of very good quality. Thank you very much!"

Tang Zheng directly changed the topic. Factory Director Jiang felt a little thump in his heart and immediately became vigilant: "The quality of the things we produce is strictly controlled, so you can use it with confidence."

Tang Zheng chuckled: "I wonder how much the purchase price of your rice cooker is?"

Tang Zheng has already reserved a hundred rice cookers, and there will definitely be many more people buying them in the future, so she has to order at least three hundred of these rice cookers.

Factory Director Jiang immediately understood what Tang Zheng was thinking. He thought for a moment and said, "The price on the market should be at least a hundred yuan. If you get the goods from me, it will only cost fifty yuan. The starting price is 1,000 pieces." …”

Tang Zheng's eyes lit up, and before he could say anything, Factory Director Jiang immediately spoke: "However, this time the payment is required in full, and no credit is allowed."

Last time, because of Tang Zheng's 20,000 yuan deposit, factory director Jiang had to prepare 1,000 units for her. All the leaders in the factory were very dissatisfied with this matter.

Fortunately, Tang Zheng sent 200,000 yuan this time, and he had an explanation to the factory. Otherwise, he, the factory director, would have been taken down.

Therefore, we can't give Tang Zheng credit this time.

Tang Zheng did the math, one unit is fifty, one thousand units is fifty thousand?

"Okay, then I'll order a thousand units."

Tang Zheng said as he put all the thirty thousand yuan in his pocket and escaped.

"I will give you 30,000 yuan first, and I will send you the remaining 20,000 yuan within three days."

Factory Director Jiang simply didn’t know what to say.

But what can he do? They did give him the full price of a thousand rice cookers.

"Okay, let's fill out a form."

Factory Director Jiang took a sip of water and tried to soften his ugly face, but the effect was not obvious. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He has lived for most of his life, but he still can't play with the tricks of a little girl.

Tang Zheng filled out the form, Factory Director Jiang signed and sealed it, and made two copies.

"Then I won't disturb you, Uncle Jiang. I'll treat you to dinner when you have time."

Tang Zheng put the order into his bag and said goodbye to Factory Director Jiang.

Tang Zheng walked out of the factory gate and shook her empty bag. Now she was almost penniless except for the change for food. She had asked Deputy Director Wei to give her a lot of clothes before, and this money was also needed. Give to others.

Therefore, I have to find a way to make some money in the next two days.

Tang Zheng walked and came to the entrance of a very large pharmaceutical factory.

Tang Zheng looked at the pharmaceutical factory and suddenly had an idea.

"Xiao Zheng, what are you going to do?"

Song Yuan saw Tang Zheng walking towards the gate of the pharmaceutical factory and quickly followed him.

Tang Zheng handed the empty bag in his hand to Song Yuan: "Get some money and wait for me at the door."

Song Yuan had ten thousand doubts in his heart, but said nothing more.

When Tang Zheng arrived at the doorman's place, he leaned over the small blurry window and looked inside, then knocked on the glass window.

The doorman glanced outside, then slowly came out.

"Girl, who are you looking for?"