"Ahem cough cough..."

Zhang Yiming was somewhat embarrassed by Feng Yin’s stare at him, and his old face couldn’t help but blush, “Madam?”

Feng Yin glanced at him, ignored him, and looked back at Ding Zhenyao: "Your suggestion is not unacceptable."

"But don't forget, why did you live in my house these days?"

"That day, Uncle Zhang asked you what you plan next, and you haven't given us a clear answer."

Because of Feng Yin's glance, Zhang Yiming couldn't help but think about what Ding Zhenyao talked to them.

Now that he heard Feng Yin's words, Zhang Yiming immediately nodded in cooperation: "Your aunt is right. If you want to talk about things, please answer this question first."

Ding Zhenyao: "..." What's going on with my stomach getting hotter and stronger.

He took a deep breath and tried not to let the discomfort in his stomach affect him.

Under the same gaze between the couple, the boy spoke gently: "So far, my father has not shown any intention of giving up on me."

"So, I want to try to give him a chance to see when he is willing to tell me in person, be good at my brother's affairs."

"After all, my father has always been very nice and tolerant to me before that."

"I entered the business circle, and my father spared no effort to teach me, and never let me suffer more than half of the grievances."

"What's more, I've never met my father this time. Although I have also found out some things, there are many things I guessed by myself."

Feng Yin: "..." After a long time, this pot of blood was made up by you.

Zhang Yiming: "..." The young man is still too impulsive in his actions.

However, it is worth giving more trust to be able to think clearly in just a few days.

But the words were said: "Then are you sure Yaxianju can make the decision?"

"able."

Ding Zhenyao answered very confidently, "Not only Yaxianju, but also soap and soap, I will take charge of it."

Speaking of this, the boy remembered the Zhang family's other things that can make their teeth clean and fragrant.

His eyes were bright and he looked at Zhang Yiming and Feng Yin: "Uncle, aunt, what is the name of your home who brushes teeth and bubbles? Why don't we cooperate too?"

"You are giving the prescription, and my nephew pays and works hard to bring the goods. Our two companies have 55% off, how about it?"

Feng Yin looked at Zhang Yiming: "What do you think?"

Zhang Yiming: "You can consider it, but..."

He deliberately paused, just when Ding Zhenyao was so nervous that he widened his eyes and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He continued: "But, except for the timely dividends, everything else has nothing to do with my Zhang family."

"Okay, my nephew promised you."

Ding Zhenyao agreed readily without thinking, "When anyone asks, my nephew says it comes from a mysterious man."

"Apart from my nephew, no one will know that the Zhang family is related to this."

Zhang Yiming was quite satisfied with this answer, but he was not in a hurry to answer.

He turned his head and asked Feng Yin: "By the way, madam, what business did you talk about before? How did you talk about it?"

Feng Yin told Zhang Yiming about Ding Zhenyao's proposal, and the latter pondered for a while and looked at Ding Zhenyao.

When Ding Zhenyao touched Zhang Yiming's deep gaze, her heart unconsciously hung up again: "Uncle, do you have any opinions?"

Zhang Yiming: "Today, these recipes plus the braised recipes from the past, my Zhang family wants a total of 30% of Yaxianju. If you agree, we will sign the contract."
Chapter completed!