Zhang Qiaorong's expression changed. She knew Tang Bing was a scumbag, but she hadn't realized just how much. It seemed she had underestimated a scumbag's resolve. With a nonchalant attitude, she lit a herbal cigarette, leaned back in her chair, her eyes narrowed, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.
"I understand." Tang Bing sat down weakly. He was truly frightened. The other party hadn't attacked because they were hitting the snake's weakest point, completely ignoring his intention to survive. It was ridiculous that he had been thinking of trading blows with them, a few rounds of back-and-forth, only to have them resort to atomic bombs. With a trump card in hand, who could withstand that?
After Zhao An warned them, he shamelessly sat down and continued to eat and drink. With this evidence submitted, Tang Bing's fate would be dire. Execution wouldn't be excessive, but his family's influence had mitigated the impact. But Zhao An still had evidence. It was a ticking time bomb. If he was in a bad mood, he could kill him at any moment!
Zhang Qiaorong's eyes flickered. She expected many people to use against him. But he himself had no evidence to hold against him. At most, they could say he was morally corrupt, had a promiscuous private life, and had several girlfriends. But that was all. Isn't it normal for someone with money to have sex with women? With mutual consent, there are naturally plenty of women willing to sacrifice themselves for money. There's nothing wrong with that.
Tang Wenxiu felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so she stood up, walked over, poured Zhao An a glass of wine, and extended her hand with a smile. "Hello, I'm Tang Wenxiu, the Purchasing Director of the Tang Group, and Xiaobing's aunt. Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhao."
Zhao An extended his hand and shook it casually. "Just for your honor. I've heard that the buyers you choose are always clean and have excellent cost control."
Tang Wenxiu beamed at the compliment, completely unaware that it was the beast before her who had defiled her yesterday. "You're so kind! Young Master Zhao is truly remarkable. You've built a respected internet company from scratch. Your earning power is now a hot topic."
He didn't eagerly inquire about the other party's family background. Since he wasn't prepared to disclose it, there was no need to ask. Leaving a good impression was essential for future cooperation.
If Tang Wenxiu knew she had been violated by the beast before her, she certainly wouldn't have smiled. She'd probably have slapped him in the face. Sometimes ignorance is bliss; it's because of ignorance that one can live well.
"Generally speaking, I wouldn't be in the tobacco business. I don't advocate smoking, and I don't want to get involved in that industry. I don't value the small profits. Instead of dealing in tobacco, I'd rather do something meaningful. Okay, I'm done. Do you have anything you want to discuss? I'm in a good mood, and I'll give you a chance." Zhao An's eating manners were unsightly, but they only referred to eating, not making money.
Zhang Qiaorong also ate quickly, maintaining her composure. "No, Aunt Wenxiu, do you want to come with me to the auction on Monday?"
Tang Wenxiu shook her head and said with a smile, "No, I looked at the prices, and they're not acceptable to me. Xiaobing is responsible for this matter. Mr. Zhao, whatever mistakes Xiaobing made are in the past. I offer you a toast. Please be merciful. I will discipline and control him properly." He then picked up a two-liang glass of baijiu and downed it, his face flushing from the choking.
Zhao An shook his head. "I won't cooperate with him. He's heartless and ungrateful. Don't mess with me. I won't interfere with other people's problems, as long as they don't mess with me. If they don't mess with me, he'll still be a dashing rich kid. If they mess with me, the law will naturally punish him. It has nothing to do with me."
From beginning to end, he had no intention of stepping in, simply hiding behind the scenes, watching everything unfold coldly. This kind of meticulous enemy is the most difficult to deal with. Tang Wenxiu rubbed his head in annoyance. He'd settle the matter with Tang Bing when he got back, but before that, he had to deal with Zhao An. The information he possessed was so powerful, almost like a treasure trove, it made one doubt whether he was actually there. But even if he was there, Zhao An was only six or seven years old ten years ago. Who would care about a six or seven-year-old child?
Tang Bing's face paled slightly. He knew he had hit a wall this time. Wanting to fight to the death? He didn't have the guts. Anyone capable of obtaining evidence of his crimes was already too high a level for him to provoke.
"Young Master An, I'll toast you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been rude to you. I'll drink three as punishment!"
"Three as punishment? Haha, drink these three bottles, then get out of here and settle the bill." Zhao An placed three bottles of baijiu in front of the man. A bottle of baijiu weighs at least two kilograms. Three bottles at once weighs six kilograms. Who could handle that? This is baijiu! A baijiu over 40% alcohol—a normal person wouldn't even be able to drink a kilogram.
"Is it difficult? If it's difficult, then don't do it. No one's forcing you. Do you know how that feels? Haha, superior people?" Zhao An scoffed. He despised those who thought they were so superior the most. As a commoner, he hated them the most and was the first to punish them.
Tang Wenxiu's eyes changed slightly when he saw the three bottles of baijiu. "Young Master Zhao, Young Master An, drinking these three bottles will cause trouble, right?" The implication was that he shouldn't overdo things.
"You can go to the hospital right after drinking and get your stomach pumped, but it'll be quite uncomfortable." Zhang Qiaorong suddenly offered a suggestion. It seemed like it was for Tang Bing's benefit, but in reality, it was just a matter of taking sides. She was urging him to be more sensible and just get a gastric pump. If Zhao An really got mad, it wouldn't be as simple as a gastric pump; he might die.
Tang Bing stopped his aunt's advice and picked up the bottle, saying, "Young Master An, I'm blind, but you're so magnanimous, you've treated me like a fart. I'm going to drink it now!" He then began to pick up the bottle, blowing into it, and downing the liquor like beer.