Inside the private room, besides Tang Bing, there was a mature woman with an intellectual beauty. She was wearing a dress, and her gentle demeanor tinged with a hint of a strong woman, a quality cultivated through long tenure in a powerful position.
Next to the mature woman was an acquaintance, Zhang Qiaorong, a voluptuous, beautiful, and incredibly powerful woman. She was here to act as a go-between. Upon seeing Zhao An, she nodded slightly. Since they were partners, proper courtesy was still expected.
Zhao An was amused at the sight. Wasn't that just a mature woman he'd randomly picked after strengthening himself? His entire body was burning hot, and he was looking for a woman to vent his desires. Using infrared positioning, he immediately locked onto Tang Wenxiu, and so, Tang Wenxiu was in trouble. Zhao An knocked her unconscious, raped her, and then unceremoniously ejaculated inside her.
Tang Wenxiu felt a certain familiarity with Zhao An, but couldn't place it. She simply couldn't imagine a high school student raping her. After all, her daughter and son were much older than Zhao An, and she herself was already quite old. She hadn't yet realized how attractive a mature, elegant woman could be to men, nor had she realized her rapist was right before her eyes.
Tang Bing stood up and clapped his hands, a hint of a smile on his face. "Zhao An, right? This is our first meeting, and there have been many misunderstandings. Come, take a seat. I'm honored that you've done me the honor of coming here. Don't say anything yet. Let me offer you a glass of baijiu. Two liang (approximately 200g). I'll drink it!" Tang Bing then picked up Erguotou and poured himself a glass—actually two liang. He drank it all in one gulp, his face flushed red.
Zhao An sat down, facing Tang Bing. He crossed his legs, took out a cigarette, and placed one hand on the back of the chair. "If you have something to say, say it now. I'm not familiar with you, and there's nothing to discuss. Don't touch my woman. Humph, cut the crap."
A flicker of irritation flashed in Tang Bing's eyes, but he didn't show it. He was indeed furious, annoyed by the other party's attitude, but what could he do? He couldn't do anything.
"I'm here to apologize, Zhao An. Your methods and my resources, combined, will naturally make you a fortune. And I have connections you may not have. I can do things you can't."
"You talk like the whole province belongs to you. You're so awesome, why don't you go to space? Shouldn't you get some people to vote for you, because you can take us to the moon?" Zhao An quipped bluntly. And he still supports cooperation? He's never seen such an arrogant Party A!
"You!" Tang Bing was a little annoyed. This guy was always antagonizing him. Didn't he know that cooperation was the best option?
Cooperation was indeed a good option, but it also depended on who you were collaborating with. Partnering with a profit-seeking idiot like Tang Bing was simply courting disaster and bringing unhappiness upon yourself.
"Haha. You're as incomprehensible as ever, Zhao An. You look so cheerful." Zhang Qiaorong raised her glass and made a toast, her beautiful eyes gleaming with a hint of a smile. She wouldn't smile at anyone, even if she was calm. But Zhao An was different.
Compared to other men and women who cared only about appearances, Zhang Qiaorong preferred profit. Only tangible profit was the key to maintaining her own happiness.
Zhao An took out a pack of cigarettes and threw it over. "I don't have any extra. Just come find me at my company later."
This gesture made Tang Bing's eyes flicker. He also noticed Zhao An tossing a cigarette over, which he caught.
"This is for you to try, but I advise you not to smoke, lest you become addicted." Zhao An lit up the cigarette and took a puff. As he exhaled, the entire private room was filled with the aroma of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Did you take any traditional Chinese medicine?" Tang Bing asked, somewhat surprised, confused as to what the other man was trying to do.
"Hehe, this is a new type of cigarette. It truly eliminates the harmful effects of tobacco. It uses the purest medicinal herbs and is made using an exclusive secret recipe. Smoking is harmful to your health, so I choose to make my own cigarettes. Don't worry, I don't plan on selling them." Zhao An's smile was filled with immense pride. He had mastered the secret recipe, but he didn't want to sell it. What a strange person!
"Why? From what I understand, taxes in the tobacco industry are very heavy, but with cigarettes of this quality, if they were marketed, the net profit could be at least 2 billion a year. Mr. Zhao's plans are beyond my comprehension. Perhaps that's what makes you unique and special," Tang Wenxiu said calmly, viewing the situation from a third-party perspective.
"2 billion a year in net profit—note, that's net profit, not revenue. It's the amount obtained after deducting costs—the net profit!" Tang Bing's breathing became heavy after hearing his aunt's analysis. Two billion a year, that's the guaranteed minimum. "That's right, Zhao An. Hand over the formula, and all you have to do is sit back and collect the money. I'll take care of the rest."
Zhao An raised his index finger and shook it. "You're not qualified yet, and there's nothing to discuss with you. People like you can't cooperate. I'd rather be an adversary than a partner. The woman who jumped from the building ten years ago was linked to you, right? I won't reveal the specific culprit. You were also the mastermind behind the violent takeover nine years ago, and I don't need to elaborate on that either. You're nothing but scum. Times have changed. Do you think your tactics still work? Do you need me to show you the evidence?"
Tang Bing's words made him sweat profusely. He looked at Zhao An with a hint of fear. He knew something so obscure? And he seemed to be saying something else, something he hadn't said yet!
Tang Wenxiu also looked at her nephew in surprise. She really couldn't believe that Tang Bing, whom she had watched grow up, would do such a thing.
"Xiaobing, you...!"
"Enough of that nonsense! Since you're unwilling to cooperate with me, what are you doing here? You're not cooperating, and you're here to make fun of me?" Tang Bing roared angrily. The feeling of being caught in a trap is truly unpleasant. It feels like a thorn in your side, like you could die at any moment.
"Idiot, what's wrong with me coming for dinner? Don't blame me for being so blunt. Don't mess with me, or your family won't be able to protect you." Zhao An's tone was tinged with murderous intent, making Tang Bing feel like he'd been plunging into an ice cellar.