Shi Yangyang was labeled by the entire village as a "madwoman" who was constantly criticized behind her back,
yet she was his Zhang Cheng's officially married wife.
In her p...
Hospital.
In the purchasing department office, Zhou Qiyuan stared blankly at the photos and text in the newspaper, then exclaimed in shock, "Zhang Cheng... is that rich? A millionaire?!"
"Xiao Yuan!"
A shout came from the doorway.
Zhou Qiyuan looked up and immediately stood up to greet him: "Dad, what brings you here!"
His father-in-law, Liu Yihan's father, was carrying a vegetable basket in one hand and holding a newspaper in the other, his face beaming with smiles.
"Has Xiao Zhang been very busy lately? He hasn't come over for a meal yet. Why don't you go and ask him?"
"Huh?" Zhou Qiyuan was taken aback. "Dad, didn't he just come by recently?"
The father-in-law glared at him.
"That's going to your house, not mine! Hurry up and ask Xiao Zhang if he's free tonight. I specially asked someone to get him a bottle of aged Fenjiu, just waiting for him to come and taste it!"
Zhou Qiyuan wore a wry smile.
"dad……"
"What? I asked you to do this little thing, and you're making excuses?" The father-in-law's face darkened.
What else could Zhou Qiyuan say but nod reluctantly?
"Okay, I'll contact him in a bit."
"Okay! I'll go buy some more good groceries! By the way, what does Xiao Zhang like to eat?"
How would I know!
After much persuasion, Zhou Qiyuan finally saw his father-in-law, who was on a high, off. He plopped back into his chair and couldn't help but curse, "Old man, you're such a damn snob! Back when I was just a lowly clerk, did you even give me a second glance?"
Despite his complaints, he dared not disobey his father-in-law.
After all, his father-in-law had put in a lot of effort to get him the position of head of the purchasing department.
He pulled out the pager number Zhang Cheng had given him, ready to make a call.
now.
In Tong Kaiwen's study.
Zhang Cheng was holding the phone book given to him by Li Yuanyuan, contacting out-of-town business owners who had factories in Jiaxing one by one.
He wore a warm smile, but his tone was full of undeniable persuasive power.
"Mr. Yu, don't worry, I've already made contact with the Wenzhou Chamber of Commerce. As long as our Jiaxing Chamber of Commerce can be established, the subsequent cooperation will be a natural progression!"
"The Jiaxing gang? Ha! Times need to develop, and cities need to progress. Can a few locals who band together and are xenophobic really stop the wheels of history?"
"Yes, yes, that's exactly right!"
"Okay! I'll be in Jiaxing in a few days, and we can discuss this in detail!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Cheng looked across the room.
Tong Kaiwen's expression was extremely solemn.
"You're playing with fire."
"Playing with fire?"
Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head.
"Brother Tong, I'm just contributing to the development of Jiaxing, how can you call that playing with fire?"
"If you mess this up, the Jiaxing gang will fight you to the death!"
"So what?"
Zhang Cheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, like a frozen pool in the depths of winter.
"In this era, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp."
"If you don't want to be eaten, you either become the fiercest shark, or... you'll just starve to death."
He slowly stood up, his relaxed smile gone, replaced by a cold calm.
"I originally just wanted to be a small-time millionaire, with a wife, kids, and a warm bed."
"But what was the result?"
"It is this overwhelming trend that forces me to fight!"
Tong Kaiwen fell silent. He sensed a chilling aura of a ruthless and ambitious man emanating from this nineteen-year-old.
"Here's the contract you wanted, I've drafted it." He pushed several documents over.
Thank you.
Zhang Cheng picked up the contract but didn't look at it.
“Next month, my classmate in Shenzhen is opening a private law firm. Once he’s settled in, I should start making preparations too,” Tong Kaiwen said, adjusting his glasses.
Zhang Cheng knew that this was the other party stating their position.
"Don't worry, Brother Tong, I promise you I will never go back on my word."
"From now on, don't call me Inspector Tong, just call me Old Tong."
Tong Kaiwen stood up and extended his hand.
"We're in the same boat. I hope you can grow your business and become stronger, so we can have a long-term partnership!"
Zhang Cheng also extended his hand.
"must!"
Their two hands were clasped together firmly.
It's like a contract, signed silently.
at the same time.
Yangcheng Clothing Store.
In the midst of her busy schedule, Li Yuanyuan called Zhang Danao over and asked him to immediately recruit people and temporarily stay in the shop.
Zhang Da Nao was completely dumbfounded. Asking him to buy goods and run errands, asking him to sell women's clothes? Wasn't that going to kill him?
Li Yuanyuan ignored his protest.
She walked out of the store wearing a bright red wool coat, with a trendy perm and high heels.
She let out a long sigh, her bright eyes sparkling with contemplation.
Zhang Cheng suddenly became famous throughout the county in such a high-profile manner, and even took the phone numbers of those bosses in Jiaxing.
She keenly sensed something unusual.
A storm seems to be brewing.
Although I don't know what Zhang Cheng is going to do.
But she felt she had to do something.
Li Yuanyuan raised her hand and stopped a pedicab.
"Miss, where are you going?"
"A glass factory!"
Her beautiful eyes shone with a confident and determined light.