Although Wei Boen hated Tang Zheng to death, he still wanted to show off since Mr. Ming was around.

Only through Tang Zheng could he establish a relationship with Mr. Ming.

Tang Zheng smiled back at Wei Boen, but that smile was too fake: "I've eaten, thank you very much, we still have things to do, so please help yourself..."

After saying that, she pushed Mr. Wei and was about to leave.

Ms. Wei suddenly blocked the way, then smiled and said to Mr. Wei: "Dad, since Mr. Ming is here, shouldn't our family get together as well? Let Bourne book a hotel tonight and have dinner together?"

Mr. Wei looked at Tang Zheng and saw that Tang Zheng had no intention of objecting, so he said, "Okay, then you guys make the arrangements."

The smile on Ms. Wei's face suddenly became more genuine: "Then you go and do your work, we won't bother you anymore."

The main reason they came here was to see Xiao Beiqi, and now that they had the opportunity to have a meal, there was no need for her to continue pestering him.

The house that Mr. Wei bought for Tang Zheng has three bedrooms and a living room. It is very big and Tang Zheng is very satisfied with the decoration of the house. He can move in directly with his luggage.

"Then we can just move here. No need to stay in a hotel."

Mr. Wei said, "Tomorrow is a good day, let's move tomorrow."

Tang Zheng smiled foolishly: "Okay, okay, I love lively places the most!"

Tang Zheng suddenly remembered something, and smiled as he approached Old Man Wei. As soon as he spoke, he became serious: "Grandpa, this house is not cheap, how much money do you have?"

Old Master Wei looked at Tang Zheng with a deep gaze, then raised the corner of his mouth: "Although it's not much, it's enough to spend. Don't worry, wait for me for a hundred years, and everything I have will be yours."

Tang Zheng thought that everything Mr. Wei said was just his private property. After all, the Wei family's assets were all in the hands of Ms. Wei.

However, Xiao Beiqi seemed to have heard the hidden meaning behind Mr. Wei's words.

When a few people came back from outside, Manager Fu was already waiting there, but his face looked a little bad.

When Tang Zheng saw it, he asked, "What happened?"

Manager Fu said with some embarrassment: "Didn't you tell Mr. Yao about our cooperation on cosmetics?"

After he arrived, he excitedly went forward to greet Mr. Yao when he saw him, but Mr. Yao didn't even look kind to him. After he told him the purpose of his visit, Mr. Yao's face became even worse, and he almost chased him away with a broom.

Tang Zheng laughed dryly: "I mentioned it before, maybe he forgot, wait for me to discuss it with him again."

Tang Zheng said as he went to find Elder Yao, but before he could even open his mouth, the old man's sharp gaze fell on Tang Zheng, and Tang Zheng felt a great deal of pressure.

"Don't be angry, just listen to me."

Tang Zheng poured tea for Elder Yao, and then spoke: "If you were still the same as before, with one person eating and the whole family not hungry, then there would be no need to work so hard. But now it's different, you have a son, grandchildren..."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Old Yao glanced at the teacup in front of him but did not reach out to pick it up. This girl always took advantage of him and never discussed it with him. It was simply too much.

When did he promise this girl that he would make cosmetics for her?

Tang Zheng said bluntly: "Let's put it this way, if Brother Hongjun gets married, as his grandfather, don't you have to show some support?"

Mr. Yao: "That boy has a girlfriend, how come I don't know?"

Tang Zheng swallowed and felt a little tired.

"What I mean is that you should save some money for Xie Wan and Brother Hongjun. You said that my uncle Xie only has such a small salary. It is used to marry his son, give dowry to his daughter, provide for your retirement, and solve his own retirement problem. It must be very hard. You must want to share some of the burden for him, right?"

After hearing what Tang Zheng said, Mr. Yao's ugly expression instantly eased, and he finally picked up the tea that Tang Zheng had poured for him.

"Go ahead." Old Yao took a sip of tea and then spoke.

Tang Zheng immediately called Manager Fu who was not far away. Manager Fu was a little hesitant, but when he thought of the large amount of money, he was still a little timid and moved over carefully.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Yao said with disdain: "What are you afraid of? I can't eat you."

Manager Fu was secretly complaining in his heart. The look in Mr. Yao's eyes just now seemed to want to eat him up.

After the three of them sat down, Tang Zheng called Xiao Beiqi and Old Man Wei.

"Look, I plan to make a few Chinese herbal skin care products, for example, whitening, moisturizing, acne-removing, and anti-wrinkle. We can also make a few ointments to sell together. Once the products are ready and the effects are good, we can mass-produce them and advertise them."

Xiao Beiqi asked, "Do you want to build another factory?"

Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment: "Building a factory is the best way, but our conditions are limited now, so we still need to think carefully before we proceed."

Xiao Beiqi: "I can invest in you."

Tang Zheng shook his head: "With your current status, I still don't want to have too much business dealings with the Ming family."

Mr. Wei felt that what Tang Zheng said made sense: "Then let's put it this way. I have a factory that is big enough for you to make skin care products. The rest is up to you."

Manager Fu was so excited that he almost fainted. He thought that this matter would definitely be delayed for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be settled so quickly and even the factory building would be ready.

Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, Grandpa, but I still want to build this factory in Huayang, preferably in our village."

Tang Zheng just wants to lead the whole village to become rich. After all, there is a saying that goes "good things should be kept within the family." She wants to boost the economy of the entire village and the entire Huayang.

Mr. Wei looked at Tang Zheng with a little more appreciation: "Okay, if you need investment, I can do that too."

After waiting for him for a hundred years, all of this will belong to Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment: "You, do you still have money?"

Mr. Wei coughed and said, "It's enough for the flowers."

Manager Fu looked at this and that, and his originally excited expression suddenly became lost: "Well, then I'd better withdraw, and you guys just cooperate."

Tang Zheng asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Wasn't Manager Fu looking forward to this matter before? Why has he changed his mind now?

Manager Fu smiled awkwardly: "I, I feel that I have no money and no ability, and I am just causing trouble for you."

Tang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: "What's the trouble? Although you are the manager of Jinhuayuan, you know a lot of people. Once the product is ready, we still need your help in sales."

Manager Fu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Mr. Wei looked at Manager Fu and said, "Young man, opportunities don't wait for anyone. If you are given an opportunity, you must seize it. There is no reason to retreat."

Manager Fu thought about it, then mustered up his courage and said, "Okay, then I'll be thick-skinned and join!"

Old Yao snorted and took a sip of tea: "You are quite thick-skinned."

Manager Fu: "..."

The matter was discussed in this way. After sending the people away, Xiao Beiqi asked: "Who do you plan to let manage your factory?"

Tang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "My third brother."

We have to find something serious for Tang Wenjin to do, otherwise he will hang out with Xie Wan all day, and either he will lead Xie Wan astray or be led astray by Xie Wan.

Xiao Beiqi's face turned serious: "He is not suitable."

Tang Zheng was speechless in rebuttal. What Xiao Beiqi said made sense. With Tang Wenjin's personality, it would be a bit difficult for him to manage the factory well.

Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment: "How about He Yang?"

Xiao Beiqi looked at Tang Zheng with a deep gaze and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Tang Zheng tugged at his sleeve: "Why, you don't even dare to say anything now?"

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