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

Tang Zheng smiled: "Thank you, Director Zhang, for your consideration. I hope we will have more opportunities to cooperate in the future."

She looked around at everyone present, feeling their looks of surprise or contempt: "I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave first. I wish everyone a happy dinner."

"Tang'er, are you okay?"

After getting in the car, Fan Weiwei stared at Tang Zheng with a worried expression.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

She has a thick skin, even if her clothes leak, no matter what, she doesn't show any flesh, so she won't be afraid of it.

As she spoke, she reached out to take off the suit she was wearing, but suddenly made a move.

She turned her head and gently smelled the smell on her clothes. There was a bang in her head and she froze.

Why, why does this Mr. Ming smell exactly the same as Xiao Beiqi?

It's just a coincidence that two people look alike and smell exactly the same. This is absolutely impossible.

"What's wrong, Tang'er, I know you must be very confused right now. Don't worry, no matter what happens in the future, I will stand by your side!" Fan Weiwei thought Tang Zheng was irritated and comforted her seriously. .

"Thank you." Tang Zheng came to his senses and put the clothes he had torn off again on his body.

Fan Weiwei was a little surprised: "Aren't you hot?"

Tang Zheng: "It's not hot."

After returning to his residence, Tang Zheng gave Fan Weiwei a piece of paper: "List the properties in your name on it, and forget about the properties."

Fan Weiwei took it in a daze: "Tang'er, although I trust you, you can't be so honest, right?"

He actually wanted her to tell the truth. What did Tang Zheng mean?

It would be understandable if Tang Zheng was a handsome guy she was pursuing and wanted to know about her family fortune.

Tang Zheng sat down and took a sip of water: "Don't worry, I don't have any other intentions. If you get into a fight with Ms. Wei today, the Wei family will definitely make some small moves on your property. We must nip it in the bud."

Fan Weiwei nodded stupidly and wrote down all the factories, shops, bars, and dance halls under her name.

Tang Zheng was a little shocked: "Why do you have so many factories under your command?"

Tang Zheng felt that people like Fan Weiwei could only open a few entertainment venues for their own entertainment. She actually had several factories, and two of them would be among the best in the world in the future. How could this be possible?

Fan Weiwei laughed: "It's not bad. I originally wanted to sell it, but someone helped me manage it, so I'll keep it for now."

Tang Zheng looked at the piece of paper in front of him, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and pointed at her steel factory: "This factory must have good quality control, and we must also pay attention to people eating inside and outside."

Now the Wei family's main business is steel, and in the past two years, this steel business has been very promising. If the Wei family wants to take action on Fan Weiwei, they must find someone they are interested in.

Fan Weiwei nodded: "Okay, I'll call him when I get back."

Tang Zheng accidentally landed on Fan Weiwei's milk powder factory and couldn't help but change his expression.

Because of this brand of children's milk powder, a major accident occurred three years later. Many infants and young children consumed the poisonous milk powder and were left with lifelong disabilities.

"Do you only produce milk powder?" Tang Zheng asked after hesitation.

Fan Weiwei held her chin up: "I wanted to produce malted milk before, but the cost was too high, so I gave up."

Tang Zheng thought for a while: "Let's work together, you six and me four, the cost is still low, I guarantee you will make a lot of money."

Fan Weiwei sat up straight: "Are you telling the truth?"

Tang Zheng nodded: "Of course."

Fan Weiwei was actually not very happy. A spendthrift like her was already a little numb to money.

"Then if you want to cooperate, then cooperate."

Tang Zheng: "..."

At Tang Zheng's request, Fan Weiwei took Tang Zheng around her milk powder factory. Unexpectedly, the director of the milk powder factory turned out to be a young man in his twenties.

He looked at Fan Weiwei and even blushed a little. Fan Weiwei kept getting closer to him. If Tang Zheng hadn't been there, the two of them would have kissed.

Tang Zheng was speechless for a while, and several people arrived in the office.

Tang Zheng thought for a while and said to Fan Weiwei: "Actually, your milk powder factory can not only produce infant milk powder, but also soy milk powder. The cost is also low, and the market is also very promising."

Fan Weiwei crossed her legs and asked, "Then the cooperation you are talking about is soy milk powder?"

Tang Zheng shook his head: "I want to make a children's drink, ad calcium milk."

Fan Weiwei was a little surprised when she heard this: "How come I haven't heard of it?"

Tang Zheng: "It is still rare in the international market. I will write down the ingredients and you can find someone to develop it."

Fan Weiwei nodded stupidly: "Okay, I'll let someone else do it later."

Tang Zheng looked at the way the young man looked at Fan Weiwei and almost melted, so he stood up and said, "Then I'll go back first. As for the details, you guys can talk about it later."

Unexpectedly, Fan Weiwei also stood up: "There's nothing to talk about, just call me if you need anything. Let's go."

Tang Zheng was a little surprised. The two of them left the factory. Tang Zheng turned around and saw the handsome young man staring lovingly at Fan Weiwei's back. He was a little curious: "I think he's not bad looking and he likes you quite a lot. Why are you still there?" Indifferent?"

After asking this question, Tang Zheng regretted it. Maybe Fan Weiwei had eaten the person in her mouth a long time ago and was tired of it.

Fan Weiwei sighed: "No, he is already married."

Tang Zheng looked at Fan Weiwei in surprise.

Fan Weiwei raised her chin: "Although sister is good at this, there is a rule. People with a family cannot do it."

Tang Zheng couldn't help but look at Fan Weiwei again: "So you are a person of noble moral character!"

When I went back, I happened to meet Mr. Ming.

Tang Zheng and Fan Weiwei were hesitant. Should they pretend not to see it, or should they pretend not to see it?

Lao Jin immediately greeted him: "Hello, Mr. Ming."

The man wears suit trousers and a black shirt, with a straight posture and a stern face. One glance will make you unforgettable.

The man nodded, then looked at Tang Zheng: "When will you return my clothes?"

Tang Zheng frowned, the Ming family had a lot of money, but they still lacked such a suit?

"I lost my clothes, and I thought you didn't like the ones others had used. I'll pay you how much."

The man's face sank: "One hundred thousand."

Tang Zheng: "..."

When Fan Weiwei saw this, she quickly laughed: "Mr. Ming is really good at joking. The most expensive suit in Beijing cannot cost 100,000 yuan. You and Tang Er are both partners. Please bear with me."

Although Fan Weiwei said this, she really despised Mr. Ming.

He took the initiative to put the clothes on Tang Er. If Tang Er didn't take the initiative to return them, he shouldn't take the initiative to ask for them.

The man raised his eyebrows: "The suit is not valuable, but the brooch on it is worth the price."

Tang Zheng: "The brooch is still there, I will take it and return it to you."

Tang Zheng entered the door and went to the room to look for the brooch. When she came out of the room, the man was already sitting in the living room drinking the tea that Fan Weiwei handed him.

Tang Zheng placed the brooch in front of the man: "The jade is returned to Zhao intact, please check it."

Fan Weiwei looked at the huge brown diamond on the brooch, and her eyes almost popped out: "This... is this the one that appeared at the auction a few days ago, a million-dollar diamond?"

Tang Zheng stumbled and almost fell over. Is this brooch inlaid with such expensive diamonds?

One million today is equivalent to 100 million in future generations, right?