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

When Tang Zheng met the guard, he immediately said enthusiastically: "Grandpa, don't you recognize me?"

The guard looked at Tang Zheng as a very kind person, but he didn't expect that Tang Zheng was making things out of thin air.

He thought about it seriously: "I am getting older and my memory is not good. I really don't remember you. Whose child are you?"

Tang Zheng said excitedly: "You have forgotten that our two families used to be very close to each other. I used to play in front of your house when I was a child, and then we moved away..."

Tang Zheng said and blinked at the old man, as if asking him if he remembered.

The old man smiled awkwardly: "Remember, I haven't seen you for such a long time, you have grown so big."

In fact, he didn't think of anything at all, and he was just trying to deal with Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket: "Grandpa, I didn't expect you to work here, and I didn't bring anything good to honor you. Please try this cigarette!"

The old man waved his hand: "No, no, no..."

Tang Zheng took advantage of the old man waving his hand and directly stuffed the cigarette into the old man's hand. The old man grabbed it instinctively. It would be inappropriate to return it to Tang Zheng.

A look of embarrassment flashed across his face: "Well, then I'll accept it."

He lowered his head and glanced at the cigarette in his hand. Unexpectedly, it was still his favorite brand, and he felt much more comfortable.

"Girl, who are you here to see?"

The old man glanced at Tang Zheng and asked curiously.

Tang Zheng was a little embarrassed: "I have an ancestral prescription that I want to sell to a pharmaceutical company. I don't know who to contact."

The old man was stunned after hearing this: "Is your prescription really effective?"

Tang Zheng nodded quickly: "My ancestral formula has the effects of clearing the lungs and soothing the throat, calming the mind and rejuvenating the mind, relieving coughs and asthma, replenishing qi and eliminating phlegm. It is particularly easy to use!"

Anyway, this medicine was produced by Xiaoli, who had done so many bad things, but using his formula, Tang Zheng didn't feel any guilt at all.

Seeing Tang Zheng's serious look, the old man also became serious: "If you sell formulas, you have to see the factory director. I'll give him a call."

As the old man said this, he entered his hut and waved enthusiastically to Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng was a little shocked. It was a big deal to have a telephone at home these days. He didn't expect that the doorman would even have one.

"Hey...Xiao Zhao, are you in the office?"

While listening to the voice over there, the old man opened the cigarette Tang Zheng gave him and put it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

"Well, I have a distant relative here who wants to sell an ancestral recipe. I'll take her there while you're here... um... okay..."

The old man hung up the phone and motioned for Tang Zheng to follow her.

The two people went directly to the factory director's office. There was only a middle-aged man in his thirties.

"Xiao Zhao, this is my distant relative."

The man called Xiao Zhao quickly came up to him: "Hello, how do I call you?"

Tang Zheng: "Just call me Xiao Tang. I want to meet the director of this pharmaceutical factory. I don't know if it's possible..."

The old man looked at Tang Zheng with a strange look.

The man called Xiao Zhao smiled awkwardly: "That's me."

Tang Zheng opened her mouth in surprise. She looked at the old man and then at Factory Director Zhao in front of her.

An old janitor actually addressed the factory director like this. Just now she thought this 'Xiao Zhao' was an assistant in the factory.

The old man seemed to understand Tang Zheng's surprise, so he laughed: "This is my niece-in-law. I am retired and have nothing to do. I came here to find some work!"

It took Tang Zheng a while to recover. It was absolutely right for her to shamelessly get close to the old man.

"Comrade Xiao Tang, please sit down."

Director Zhao said and motioned for the old man to sit on the sofa.

Tang Zheng hurriedly said to the old man in an awkward manner: "Grandpa, please sit down too."

When Director Zhao heard Tang Zheng call the old man that way, he really thought that Tang Zheng was a distant relative of the old man.

Then he and Tang Zheng were somewhat related, so they naturally felt a little closer.

"I won't sit down anymore. I'm going to see the gate. Let's talk." The old man said and went out.

Director Zhao poured water for Tang Zheng: "Comrade Xiao Tang, what formula do you want to sell?"

Tang Zheng told Director Zhao about the efficacy of the prescription. Upon hearing this, Director Zhao said that this medicine still has great development prospects. Everyone has a need and can use it.

"So, how much do you plan to sell this formula for?"

Tang Zheng thought for a while: "Just one hundred thousand yuan."

When Factory Director Zhao heard Tang Zheng say that a prescription cost one hundred thousand, his expression suddenly turned bad. Isn't this girl going crazy thinking about money?

"Recently, the factory's performance has been poor, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get so much money at once."

Factory Director Zhao just refused politely, but Tang Zheng looked like he didn't understand: "It doesn't matter, then I can become a shareholder. Just give me ten thousand or twenty thousand and I will respond to the emergency, and then give me five thousandths of the profit." .”

Director Zhao didn't expect Tang Zheng to have such a clear idea. He originally thought that one hundred thousand yuan was a bit much, but now he felt that this method was not impossible.

"How do I know if your medicine is effective? If the effect is not good, it will be mild. If it poisons someone to death, we don't dare to bear the consequences."

Director Zhao said while paying attention to Tang Zheng's face.

Unexpectedly, when Tang Zheng heard this, he actually laughed: "In this way, I can sign a contract with you. If my medicine causes the patient's death, then I am willing to bear all responsibilities."

The medicinal formula of this medicine is ordinary Chinese herbal medicine. This Chinese herbal medicine can be used as seasoning in future generations, so no matter who eats it, there will be no danger to life.

When Tang Zheng said this, Factory Manager Zhao suddenly felt that he was a bit petty.

At the same time, he no longer doubted Tang Zheng's prescription.

"Okay, then you write down the prescription and I will have someone develop it immediately. If the effect is really good, then as you said, I will give you 20,000 yuan first, and then give you 50% of the profit."

"I'm in a hurry for money now. Can you give me 20,000 yuan first?"

Tang Zheng quickly wrote down the formula and handed it to Director Zhao.

Director Zhao took a look at the formula. This medicinal material is simply too ordinary. Can it really have as good an effect as Tang Zheng said?

If he really gave Tang Zheng 20,000 yuan, if the medicine didn't work and she ran away...

"If you lie to me, I won't let it go."

Director Zhao thought for a while and took out 20,000 yuan from the drawer.

If Tang Zheng dared to lie to him, he would find him easily.

Tang Zheng put the money into his small bag: "No, you know the Hua family that produces TV sets, right?"