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

If she told the truth, it would not be of any benefit to her and might even be a disaster.

As for the elder gentleman, finding that grandson would only bring disadvantages and no advantages.

But this is just Tang Zheng’s unilateral opinion.

However, if Tang Zheng keeps silent, Mr. Yuan will definitely regret it for the rest of his life, and she herself cannot get over this hurdle. So how should she choose?

"Wait."

Tang Zheng inadvertently looked out the window and happened to pass by the pharmaceutical factory that previously sold prescriptions.

At this time, Director Zhao was being harassed by a woman at the door. The woman was good-looking, had a hot body, and was wearing very sexy clothes.

Director Zhao seemed to have noticed this as well and said something to the woman, who then left in displeasure.

Tang Zheng was a little surprised when he saw the woman's face. She was actually an acquaintance.

Tang Zheng got out of the car only after the woman walked away. Director Zhao threw away the cigarette in his hand and said to Tang Zheng who was walking over, "It seems that Boss Tang is very busy?"

He was so busy that he didn't even have time to come to him to collect his dividends. You know, Tang Zheng tried every means to get money from him in the past.

Tang Zheng raised his lips: "You manage hundreds of people, I'm not as busy as you."

As Tang Zheng was speaking, he suddenly remembered something and turned around. He saw Xiao Beiqi had already taken out a bundle of sugarcane from the trunk, as well as a fiberglass bag of Isatis root.

Tang Zheng pointed at the bundle of sugar cane and said, "It's nothing special. I brought it all the way from the countryside. Please don't despise it."

It's impossible for Director Zhao not to feel disgusted. When he was a child, his father used this thing to beat his butt. Even now that he has grown up, he still has a trauma in his heart.

No, he just saw a lot of fruits in the trunk, such as wax apples, cherries, durian, mangosteen and blueberries. Why was he given a bundle of sugarcane now?

Director Zhao was disgusted to death, his face was distorted, and he said with a fake smile: "Thank you, let the guard..."

When he saw that it was Mr. Ming who was carrying the sugarcane, he couldn't help but take two steps forward and took it himself: "It must be hard to bring it all the way to Shanghai. Come to my office and taste my delicious tea!"

In the office, Director Zhao asked someone to make tea and exchanged a few words with Xiao Beiqi.

He really wondered how Tang Zheng, a widow who was pregnant with someone else's child, could capture Mr. Ming's heart.

Tang Zheng asked directly: "How is the sales of the prescription I gave you before?"

Director Zhao said: "The drug is very effective and sales are just starting to pick up."

Tang Zheng said "Oh", it seems that she won't get any dividends this time.

"By the way, take a look at the quality of this sugarcane."

Director Zhao frowned, glanced at Xiao Beiqi, and his expression softened a little: "How do we try this?"

Should he let his biological father come and beat him with sugarcane?

Tang Zheng was completely confused by Director Zhao: "Of course I'll try it, its taste and sweetness."

Director Zhao then came to his senses. This thing was too troublesome to eat and he didn't like it. But in order to leave a good impression on Mr. Ming, he had to eat it reluctantly.

"Not bad, quite sweet."

Looking at the dregs that Director Zhao spit out, Tang Zheng said uncertainly: "The sweetness you mentioned, is it because you tasted your own blood?"

Director Zhao looked down and saw that the sugarcane residue he spat out was all blood. Only then did he realize that his tongue was cut.

If Xiao Beiqi wasn't there, he would have slammed the table.

The gifts others gave him were all Maotai, Wuliangye, and other delicacies from land and sea, but Tang Zheng gave him a bundle of sugarcane and forced him to eat it. How unlucky he was.

"Well, wait until my wound heals before eating."

Director Zhao rinsed his mouth and then said.

Tang Zheng opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke up: "Director Zhao, I want to ask, does your factory need sugarcane to make medicine?"

Director Zhao was confused: "They used maltose, what's wrong with that?"

Tang Zheng: "Then you can switch to sugar cane. Sugar cane is as sweet as maltose and also has medicinal value."

Director Zhao then realized what Tang Zheng meant by forcing him to eat sugarcane.

He spat out another mouthful of blood foam and looked at Xiao Beiqi with some innocence and grievance.

Such a smart guy has such a girlfriend. I really don’t know what to say.

"Several hospitals in Beijing have shares in the Ming family. If Director Zhao is having trouble selling his medicine, we can cooperate with him."

Director Zhao was stunned for a moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. That was a hospital in Jing City. If he could cooperate with the Ming family, then the drugs he had left in his hands would have a market!

In excitement, he grabbed the bloody sugarcane on the table and took another bite.

Then, enduring the pain from the wound on his tongue, he said indistinctly, "Thank you very much, Mr. Ming. I'll take as much sugarcane as you can get. As for the isatis root, I'll charge a little higher than the market price for Mr. Tang's sake!"

Although Tang Zheng likes to take advantage of others, she cannot rub Xiao Beiqi's face on the ground, so she immediately explained: "That's not necessary, the price is the price, and the sugarcane and isatis root are not mine. I want to ask for sales for some villagers, so that they can live a better life. If you need it, you can take it, but if you don't need it, there is no need to force it."

Director Zhao was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Boss Tang didn't seem to be so short-sighted.

Tang Zheng stood up, tore a piece of paper from Director Zhao's desk, and quickly wrote a prescription with his pen.

"The medicine you produced is not very effective. This is an improved formula. You can try it."

Director Zhao had to ask one more question: "Where did you get this recipe?"

Tang Zheng: "Well, it's inherited from our ancestors."

Director Zhao naturally didn't believe what Tang Zheng said, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He remembered something, opened the file and wrote a few words, then tore off the paper: "This is the profit from your last prescription these days. I'll take you to the finance department to collect the money later."

Tang Zheng looked at the amount, three thousand yuan.

"It's too troublesome. Let's calculate it together during the Chinese New Year."

Tang Zheng's words seemed to be saying: I don't care about this little bit of money.

Director Zhao had a headache and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Director Zhao also wanted to invite Tang Zheng and Xiao Beiqi to lunch, but was politely declined. Tang Zheng was really not used to eating with strangers, and the way she ate was unbearable for most people.

When Director Zhao saw the two people off, he gave them a lot of Moutai and hairy crabs that others had given him.

"Look at you, you are so polite. I feel embarrassed. If someone doesn't know, they would think I am asking for money from you."

As Tang Zheng spoke, she was already swallowing her saliva while staring at the hairy crab in Director Zhao's hand. She was wondering whether to steam it, braise it, or even stew it in oil.

Xiao Beiqi had no choice but to open the trunk. When Director Zhao saw the trunk full of valuable fruits, and then thought about what he had gotten, the bundle of sugarcane that cut his tongue, he immediately regretted taking out the Maotai and crabs.

He would rather feed the dog if he could!

"Would you like to try it?"

Tang Zheng picked out the smallest wax apple from the basket and handed it to Director Zhao.

Director Zhao was clearly smiling, but his back teeth were about to break: "There are so many fruits, did you buy all the fruit stalls?"

Tang Zheng chuckled: "It was given by the elder. I told him I didn't want it, but he insisted on putting it in my trunk. Look, my trunk is almost full."

Xiao Beiqi: "..."

Director Zhao: "Wait a minute, I have some imported steaks in the cafeteria's freezer, I'll go get them..."

Before Tang Zheng could refuse, Director Zhao had already left in a hurry.

Are you kidding? Mr. Yuan gave so many fruits to Xiao Tang. He must think highly of Xiao Tang. He has to have a good relationship with Xiao Tang. Even if he chats with Mr. Yuan in the future, he will have something to talk about, right?

"What's up with your prescription?"

After Director Zhao walked away, Xiao Beiqi couldn't help but ask.

Tang Zheng wanted to say that it was handed down from her ancestors, but Xiao Beiqi knew more about the Tang family's affairs than she did.

"Anyway, it wasn't stolen or robbed, it's not illegal, don't worry."

Xiao Beiqi was a little annoyed. This girl had hidden so many things from him. He had thought of turning a blind eye to it before, but now he felt very upset.

After Director Zhao loaded the steak into the trunk, he casually asked, "Why didn't you bring some sugarcane to Mr. Yuan Lao when you went to see him?"

He did it on purpose. He just didn't believe that Tang Zheng could fool the elder gentleman easily when he went to meet him.

Tang Zheng: "How do you know I didn't bring it?"

Director Zhao understood and deliberately asked, "You can't just bring sugarcane, right?"

Tang Zheng: "Oh, a little mushroom..."