Zheng Yu's words were not polite at all, and they were even indiscriminate and unreasonable, but Li Siwen did not fluctuate at all and said softly: "Mr. Zheng, you misunderstood. Jiayu and I were just talking about some things in the market."
"Bah, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You just want to get my daughter. You are dreaming." Zheng Yu yelled with his neck, venting his anger.
Yes, he was very angry. In addition to his prejudice against Li Siwen's identity, he also hindered Delis' development. To put it bluntly, he does not think that all this is Delis' own problem now, but
Put everything on Li Siwen.
"Dad, we are really..."
"Shut up, now I'll learn to turn my elbows out and see how I get rid of you when I go home." Zheng Yu said, and suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed it on Li Siwen's chest: "I warn you, this month's
On the 21st, Jiayu is about to marry Xu Shaojie. She is a woman with a husband. If you know yourself, don’t cause trouble, otherwise not only will I not spare you, but the Xu family will not spare you.
My daughter is far away, look at you so poor. Don’t think that you can become an upper class person in a suit. You are from Caozhou, and your humble identity is engraved in your bones."
After Zheng Yu finished speaking, he withdrew his hand and sneered disdainfully: "I heard what you said just now, but remember, it's not your turn to do anything about our Zheng family's success or failure, even if the Zheng family goes out to beg for food.
I won't be on your head. I would like to advise you not to be too self-righteous in life. One day, you will get out of Qizhou in a mess."
With a cold voice and sarcastic words, Zheng Yu vented all the emotions he had held in his heart on Li Siwen. When he left with Zheng Jiahui, the voice seemed to be echoing in the restaurant.
On the other hand, Li Siwen just stood silently, enduring the other party's attacks and slander, and enduring the other party's provocation and insults. All of this was because of the desperate and begging gaze that Zheng Jiayu looked at him.
"Little brother, do you still eat this... this dish?" The owner of the restaurant is already in his sixties. His hands trembled while holding the dish, and his voice was slightly awkward.
"Eat, why not?" Li Siwen sat at the dining table after saying that, and then said to the boss: "Uncle, I can't eat it alone, let's eat together!"
"Okay, my husband will have two drinks with you." After sitting down, the old man poured two glasses of wine and muttered: "I remember this family of three. I often visited my restaurant more than ten years ago, but they were not that good at that time.
As for money, now there are money, and people have changed.”
"Isn't this the world like this?" Li Siwen smiled.
"Yes, this is the way of the world. Don't be discouraged. You are still young and have plenty of opportunities. One day you will become a rich man." The old man smiled apologized.
"Oh? How do you know?" Li Siwen asked.
"Because there is light in your eyes." The old man smashed his mouth and took a sip of the wine.
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Li Siwen did not have any emotional fluctuations due to Zheng Yu's appearance. After all, he was already the winner in the game against the other party. Why should a person standing on the top of the mountain be chess-up with the people shouting at the foot of the mountain?
Back to Journey to the West, he conducted a comprehensive inspection of the processing plant. From safety to quality, the relevant team conducted a re-screening and random inspection. Although he was very relieved about his processing plant, no one could guarantee that it would not happen after a long time.
There will be problems. At this critical moment, he cannot let the Journey to the West product be caught by anyone.
In the following period, the sales of Journey to the West product were very smooth. Although the popularity of full rebate dropped a lot, it was still popular among many merchants. However, because Yangdu and Shuanghui lowered the price, it also caused a certain amount of sales to Journey to the West ham sausage.
but in Li Siwen's view, this is just a normal phenomenon in the market.
As for Song Xueli's side, the down jacket was processed very smoothly, and the design trademark also satisfies Li Siwen.
In this way, on December 20, Jiang Li called Li Siwen to the Qizhou Hotel.
"Sister Jiang, what's the matter? So anxious?" As soon as Li Siwen entered the private room, he saw the table full of vegetables and Maotai wine was ready. He took off his coat and joked, "Is it necessary to ask me if I want it.
Have you made so many dishes?"
"She is shameless. Do you think you are so arrogant?" Jiang Li gave the other party a blank look.
"Not like it." Li Siwen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is there news on Brother Ma?"
"Yes, he has brought people here. I'll probably be here in more than ten minutes. I'll send someone to pick them up." Jiang Li continued to add, "I heard that he brought twenty of them this time. This time he brought twenty of them.
Individuals, they are all big players in the black province.”
"Twenty people? Damn, Brother Ma still has the strength!" Li Siwen scratched his head: "I told him last time that I would give him 10,000 agency fees. It seems that the last time the 100,000 was not enough."
“Isn’t it better?”
"Of course the more, the better."
"I was wondering, why did you ask him to find so many tyrants?" Jiang Li frowned: "You don't really plan to sell down jackets to Su Guo, are you?"
"Why not?" Li Siwen asked back.
"This..." Jiang Li smiled: "There is such a big country in Su, what are you selling? And they live in the snow all year round. Can't people make down jackets themselves?"
"Sister Jiang, you don't understand this." Li Siwen pursed her lips and smiled: "Do you want me to give you some science?"
"I don't listen, I think it's a bit nonsense anyway." Jiang Li put on an unreasonable attitude and suddenly changed the topic: "Tomorrow will be the 21st."
"Ah, what's wrong with No. 21?" Li Siwen asked.
"You are here to ask clearly. Zheng Jiayu got married on the 21st. I don't believe you don't know." Jiang Li chuckled.
"Can I do anything else when she gets married?" Li Siwen sighed helplessly: "This is the choice of the Zheng family, and I have no choice."
"To be honest, Zheng Jiayu is also very pitiful. After returning from abroad, she has been working hard at home. I heard that she worked so hard just to prevent arranged marriages, but in the end she still couldn't get out of this predicament." Jiang Li
He sighed: "The women of this era are so pitiful that they don't even have the right to choose."
Li Siwen really wants to say that not only in the 1990s, but even thirty years later, some big families still value the equality of each other, and the so-called freedom can only appear in fairy tales.
"Brother, if you don't have a wife or children, will you ruin Zheng Jiayu's marriage tomorrow?" Jiang Li asked with a raised eyebrows.