Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

The three of them sat at the dining table and had breakfast.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

Cheng Mengdie looked at Cheng Suwan strangely.

According to her expectation, her mother should have started asking Yang Zheng all kinds of questions by now.

Why are you so silent now?

Cheng Suwan felt her gaze and realized the problem.

After a pause, she slowly said, "Yang Zheng, how old are you?"

Yang Zheng immediately replied: "18."

Cheng Suwan paused again after hearing this.

She was a little unable to ask any further.

Why can't I control my mind and keep daydreaming today?

She deliberately slowed down her eating to delay time.

After a while, he finally cleared his mind and spoke again: "Which university did you get into?"

Yang Zheng was about to reply.

But Cheng Mengdie on the side had already spoken first, with a speechless expression:

"Zhongchu University! Mom, didn't I tell you all this?"

She paused and continued, "Why do I feel like you're distracted? You were even drunk last night. Did something happen at the company?"

Cheng Suwan never talks much to Cheng Mengdie about company matters.

She didn't want Cheng Mengdie to worry.

But at this moment she responded: "Well, a loan is about to expire, and renewing it is a bit troublesome."

Compared to Cheng Mengdie worrying about the company's affairs, she was more worried that Cheng Mengdie would think about other things.

"Do you need cash flow?"

Cheng Mengdie asked, looking at Yang Zheng.

What she meant was: It's your time to show off.

She knew that Yang Zheng had won hundreds of millions.

In her opinion, it would definitely not be a problem to make ends meet.

After all, it’s not really a loan.

But Cheng Suwan said: "It's not that we need capital turnover, but we lack capital."

She paused for a moment and said, "There's a problem with a new product the company is developing. We need to invest more money to improve it, and now the loan is due. So, the two things are happening at the same time, so it's a bit troublesome."

The reason why she spoke in such detail was naturally because she understood what Cheng Mengdie meant.

So she actually said this to Yang Zheng.

When a businessman needs funds, he has to be thick-skinned and make friends with a stranger boss even if he meets one.

And the person I met this time was someone I had some connection with.

Do I have to miss the opportunity just for that little bit of face?

A female CEO who has become a billionaire.

Maybe I'll panic occasionally.

But he certainly wouldn't completely lose his composure over such a small matter.

And it wasn't really what happened.

It was just a little embarrassing.

Cheng Suwan is obviously a career-oriented woman.

After talking about the company, she returned to normal.

And she was normal afterwards.

The romantic feeling in Yang Zheng's heart also dissipated a lot.

He also understood what the mother and daughter meant, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"I bought an office building in Xingcheng for over 10 billion yuan, and I took out a loan to buy it."

What this means is: no money.

He doesn't have a super rich system, nor does he have any dog-licking gold or anything like that.

Where do you get the money to lick girls?

And she's a girl who wants to break up.

After he finished speaking, both mother and daughter looked disappointed.

Cheng Mengdie was a little unwilling to give up and asked, "What about your family?"

Yang Zheng glanced at her and said, "If my family had extra funds, I wouldn't have to take out a loan."

"Too."

Cheng Mengdie nodded helplessly.

Cheng Suwan also sighed softly.

It’s not because of anything else.

If only the problem could be solved easily.

She was certainly more relaxed.

But there are obviously not so many easy things in the world.

"Mom, are you busy today?"

Seeing that the topic was dead, Cheng Mengdie changed the subject to ease the atmosphere.

Cheng Suwan shook her head: "Nothing important."

She has always loved her daughter.

Unless it is something that cannot be shaken off, the focus will be on my daughter's affairs.

"Then come out and play with us today!"

Cheng Mengdie is also a filial daughter.

She thought that she couldn't relieve her mother's worries, so she took her mother to find happiness.

After hearing what she said, Yang Zheng glanced at her speechlessly.

He was thinking of going straight to the hotel when he left the house.

After all, I endured it last night.

The same thing happened again this morning.

It was really hard for him to bear it any longer.

Cheng Suwan wanted to refuse.

Because she knew that if she went, she would just be a big light bulb.

But what she said was: "Sure, I'm just bored."

How could it be so perfect?

Just because there’s nothing important doesn’t mean there’s nothing happening.

I just wanted to keep an eye on them.

Cheng Suwan said this to herself.

After the three of them finished breakfast, they went out together.

……

A couple's trip turns into a family trip of three.

Yang Zheng felt very uncomfortable about this.

But Cheng Suwan and Cheng Mengdie, mother and daughter, had a lot of fun.

Because Yang Zheng is very good at taking photos.

He worked as a photographer for the whole morning.

At noon, the three were having lunch in a restaurant.

Cheng Suwan received a call.

She greeted him with a smile, "President Wang," then stood up and walked aside.

When she came back after making the call, her face was as gloomy as ice.

"what happened?"

Cheng Mengdie asked with concern.

Cheng Suwan shook her head: "It's okay."

Cheng Mengdie frowned: "You can't even control your expression, and you still say it's okay?"

Cheng Suwan glanced at her and forced a smile: "Yes, there is something, but it's not a big problem. I can handle it. You don't have to worry about it."

“I’m already 19!”

Cheng Mengdie raised her voice and said something, then pouted and complained, "You're still treating me like a child."

This looks quite childish actually.

Cheng Suwan also patted her head like coaxing a child: "I know you are worried about Mom, but this is really not a big deal."

She paused and said, "It's just a matter of renewing the loan. If the bank really can't approve it, then forget it. At worst, I can just close a few stores and sell off a few of the storefronts."

People say?

Yang Zheng was so speechless that he looked up at the sky.

Cheng Mengdie just calmed down and nodded, saying, "If it were you, those shops with poor business should have closed down long ago."

It will affect the brand value, my dear daughter!

If I could close the store at will, would I have to endure this?

Cheng Suwan sighed inwardly.

She knew that her precious daughter had absolutely no business acumen.

So she could only work harder on her own.

"You guys can go and have fun this afternoon. I'm going to the company to prepare some materials."

Cheng Suwan said something.

"Ah."

Cheng Mengdie responded.

Yang Zheng didn't want to get involved in their family affairs, so he naturally kept silent.

After the three of them finished eating.

Yang Zheng was still driving to their home.

When the three of them came out, they drove Cheng Mengdie's Pamer.

If Cheng Suwan wants to go to the company, she has to be sent home first and drive her own car.

In the car.

Cheng Mengdie was putting on makeup in front of the rearview mirror.

Yang Zheng took a glance and was slightly stunned when he saw the brand of cosmetics she was using.

Given her family's financial situation, Cheng Mengdie could definitely afford to use cosmetics from internationally renowned brands.

But what she was using was——Qingyan.

It is probably still just a very niche domestic beauty brand now.

But later it squeezed into the list of "Top Ten Domestic Cosmetics Brands".

The valuation seems to be more than 120 billion.

Yang Zheng happened to come across this series of videos.

But that was in 2023.

Now Cheng Mengdie uses this kind of niche brand of domestic cosmetics.

There is probably only one reason - Qingyan is the beauty brand acquired by Cheng Suwan.

Yang Zheng’s thoughts raced.