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

Wei Boen was shocked. What kind of logic was Tang Zheng using?

Something flashed in Mr. Wei's eyes, and he sighed, then said, "I have handed over all the Wei family's assets. I have no other choice. If it doesn't work, I will discuss it with your mother. I can't let you suffer a loss."

Wei Boen: "..."

What did he say wrong? How did things turn out like this?

"I have something else to do, let's go first!"

Wei Boen shook off Mu Ran's hand and left in a hurry.

Sure enough, this damn woman was eyeing the Wei family's property. He had to discuss countermeasures with Beijing.

Seeing Wei Boen leave, Tang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to make tea for Mr. Wei.

"Grandpa, how have you been staying at my grandfather's house these past two days?"

Old Master Wei didn't expect Tang Zheng to ask this. He didn't answer but asked, "Are you really thinking about the Wei family's property?"

Tang Zheng quickly shook his head: "No, it's just that Wei Boen was very unhappy about you buying me a house, so I had to find a reason to fight back against him."

Old Master Wei smiled and took the tea from Tang Zheng: "You are quite clever, girl."

"I've been a little busy these past two days, and I haven't taken good care of you. If you need anything, you can always tell me."

Mr. Wei smiled and nodded: "I don't need it, just take care of your own things."

"So what brings you here?"

Grandpa Wei remembered, "Old Yao's birthday is coming up soon, and I thought we could have a good time. You are half his granddaughter, so you should help with the arrangements."

This was no small matter, Tang Zheng immediately took it seriously: "Don't worry, I will discuss it with Yao Chunyun and Xie Wan when the time comes."

Mr. Wei nodded and inadvertently saw the newspaper on the table.

"This guy is in the newspaper again?"

In the newspaper, there was a photo of Xiao Beiqi in a suit, attending a speech at the Beijing City Foundation. The man in the photo looked handsome and heroic, and would charm a lot of young girls and wives.

"It looks like everything is going well for him." Tang Zheng took a sip of water and his eyes fell on the photo again.

"Now, with his status, there are countless girls who want to get close to him. You still have to be careful."

After Mr. Wei finished speaking, he looked at Tang Zheng's belly. He was an experienced person now and didn't want the young couple to have a rift because of those messy things.

Tang Zheng was silent for a moment.

The last time we left Beijing, the two of us had some unpleasantness. Now that I think about it, I owe Xiao Beiqi too much.

"I understand, grandpa, don't worry."

After Mr. Wei left, Tang Zheng called Xiao Beiqi. The weather was getting colder, so he had to remind him to wear more clothes and eat less cold food.

"Hey."

When Tang Zheng heard the voice on the other end of the phone, his expression changed instantly.

"Bai Fan?"

Bai Fan on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "Xiao Tang, how are you doing in Huayang?"

"Why are you at home?"

Bai Fan said: "Ming Jue is sick, I came to take care of him."

Tang Zheng was even more shocked after hearing this: "What's wrong with him? What's wrong with him?"

"Hey, I won't tell you anymore, he seems to be awake!"

After Bai Fan finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Tang Zheng’s response.

Tang Zheng was almost angry. What was going on? Bai Fan seemed like the hostess and she seemed like an outsider.

Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment and then called Fan Weiwei.

Fan Weiwei's side was also a mess.

"Zhang Jing has been released. Although the incident has nothing to do with him, it is hard for others to believe it. His acting career is probably over, and the box office of the previous movie will definitely be affected."

"Have you found out who is behind this?"

Fan Weiwei sighed: "I found it, but that's all."

Tang Zheng was shocked: "What do you mean?"

Fan Weiwei: "We found the leader of the underworld, but you also know that no one would mess with the underworld because of Zhang Jing."

Zhang Jing also took the initiative to say that this was the end of the matter, and he still hoped that one day he could collect the debt from that person in person.

Tang Zheng rubbed his temples: "Tell him to take good care of his health and handle the company's affairs during this period. We will tailor a TV series for him next year. He will definitely be a big hit then."

"Come on, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Fan Weiwei felt that Tang Zheng was just bragging. Although Tang Zheng had many abilities, he was not omnipotent. It was so easy for him to say such things, and he was probably just talking.

Tang Zheng did not explain too much to Fan Weiwei: "Now there is an important matter. Go check on Xiao Beiqi. I heard that he is ill. Bai Fan is there."

"What?" Fan Weiwei was furious when she heard this: "Let me tell you, that woman is not a good person. I think now..."

She hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything out loud out of consideration for Tang Zheng's situation.

Tang Zheng also knew that Fan Weiwei definitely had nothing good to say: "Go over and take a look at the situation, then give me a call."

After Tang Zheng hung up the phone, he became a little absent-minded.

She felt a little regretful. Why did she insist on coming back? Even if she was in Beijing, wouldn't there be someone to handle the affairs here?

She didn't eat much of the meal and stayed by the phone the whole time.

She waited for a whole day, but Fan Weiwei didn't call her. Tang Zheng was really worried.

Tang Zheng wanted to go to Jing City to take a look, but the batch of canned food in her hands was about to be taken away, and then Director Wei would bring back some cloth.

Another thing is that Lu Junyi is busy making clothes right now. Tang Zheng thought of sending the canned food two days later and let Lu Junyi take the finished clothes and go to the Magic City in the car.

Lu Junyi was too busy, so Tang Zheng asked Yan Jingning to transfer a few skilled craftsmen from the workshop to help. It was estimated that the clothes would be almost finished in a few days.

Tang Zheng still had more than a dozen design drawings that had not been drawn.

Thinking about this mess, Tang Zheng suddenly felt very tired.

"Boss Xiao Tang?"

Early in the morning, Tang Zheng was drinking porridge in the cafeteria when Datou and Qin Yuan arrived.

Tang Zheng was a little surprised when he saw the two people: "Why are you here? Have you had breakfast?"

Big Head: “I’ve eaten.”

Qin Yuan patted the bag in his hand and said, "I'm here to send you money."

Tang Zheng carried his bowl of porridge and went straight into the office.

Qin Yuan placed his bag on the table, unzipped it, and stacks of hundred-dollar bills came into view.

"This is the profit for the past two months, a total of 150,000, all here."

After Qin Yuan finished speaking, Datou continued: "Of course, the profit is more than that. There is still some money that has not been credited. I guess we have to wait until after the New Year."

Tang Zheng took out fifty thousand from it, then closed the briefcase and pushed it forward.

"This is..." Qin Yuan was a little unsure.

Tang Zheng said: "We agreed before that we would split it equally, 50,000 per person."

Datou said quickly: "It's not appropriate. After all, you are the one who organized this business, and you also proposed the distribution. It's not good for us to take so much money."

Tang Zheng sipped another mouthful of porridge: "What's wrong with that? I just talked a lot, but you guys are running around and working harder than me."

Tang Zheng drank the porridge in his bowl, then looked at the two people: "It's been a long time since we last met. I feel that you both look much more energetic. Isn't there a word for that... called high spirits..."