I stole your luck and caused my wife's death, making you regret being a human being.

Dong Si and Luo Xiao chatted for a long time.

Her money is with Luo Xiao, and Luo Xiao doesn't plan to give it to her to prevent her from taking it back to support her family.

Dong Si sighed and went home.

Luo Xiao was helpless, "Silly girl."

The boss next to him brought him food and said, "You seemed so patient just now, but that girl was really stupid. If I were you, I wouldn't care."

Luo Xiao defended, "My friend isn't stupid. She just hasn't been out and about, hasn't seen the outside world, and thinks what she sees is what she gets. Once she gets out and about, everything will be fine."

Luo Xiao doesn't hate Dong Si's personality.

Dong Si is very simple. Although she has many contradictions, she is very empathetic.

If it weren't for her personality, Luo Xiao wouldn't be able to be friends with her, and wouldn't feel comfortable doing business with her. He watched and counseled Dong Si, but most of the time it was actually Dong Si who counseled him.

Zheng Wendong returned to the hotel. Su Ying was still awake waiting for him and asked, "How was it?"

Zheng Wendong said, "That's good. After my guidance, they should be able to reconcile soon."

Su Ying looked at him puzzledly.

Really?

Zheng Wendong is very frank.

The next day, he and Tao Chaoyang made an appointment to go to a party and left Dabao with Su Ying.

Dabao likes to go out with Zheng Wendong, and Zheng Wendong actually wants to take Dabao with him.

But Su Ying felt that it was hard for him to take care of the children, and sometimes he also needed some personal space.

My wife is so considerate.

What could Zheng Wendong do? He could only stab his daughter in the back.

I didn’t bring my wife and children with me to this meeting.

Zheng Wendong and Tao Chaoyang went to the hotel box together. When they entered, they found that there were surprisingly few people there.

There are Cao Chong, Shen Datou, Chang Lin and others.

Zheng Wendong smiled brightly when he saw Chang Lin, "Chang Lin!"

Chang Lin's face changed, "Dongzi!"

Zheng Wendong raised his eyebrows at him.

Chang Lin felt like cursing when he thought about him dragging Wang Liang out and beating him up.

Zheng Wendong sat down next to him.

Chang Lin quickly poured him some tea and said, "Haha, when did you come back?"

Zheng Wendong ignored him.

Chang Lin was speechless. This grandson was really arrogant.

but……

This drinking party also illustrates one thing, that is, Cao Chong, Shen Datou and Tao Chaoyang can also get along well with Zheng Wendong.

You see, people like Wang Liang and Xu Youpeng didn’t receive any invitation.

Zheng Wendong also realized this problem and raised his eyebrows, thinking, "I've made some progress."

In my previous life, I always sat at the same table with dogs.

When men sit together, they always talk about news, economy and business.

Chang Lin said, "Did you guys watch yesterday's news? The one about the lard problem..."

Cao Chong and Shen Datou both nodded, "I saw it."

Tao Chaoyang asked, "Is there really a problem?"

People here have no concept of marketing.

Basically believe whatever the news says.

Shen Datou said, "No wonder I always feel unwell. My family often eats lard..."

Several people started chatting enthusiastically.

Zheng Wendong was distracted.

Cao Chong asked him, "What is Dongzi thinking about?"

Zheng Wendong said, "Oh, I thought that with the news coming out, the price of lard should drop. I should go back and buy ten pounds of it to fry at home."

The whole table was in a slump.

Shen Datou said, "You still dare to eat it."

Zheng Wendong said, "Our ancestors have been eating it for so long without any problems, so why should I be afraid?"

Shen Datou said, "In the past, medical care was underdeveloped, so maybe the problem went unreported."

Zheng Wendong smiled brightly and said, "At least our ancestors have tried it. Foreign products are all newly released and no one has tried them yet. Who knows if we will end up being the ones on the news after we eat them in the future?"

Chang Lin laughed at him and said, "People in the past were short of food and drink and it was okay to eat lard. But nowadays, when people have enough food and drink, eating lard can easily cause problems. I think the report does make some sense."

Zheng Wendong said, "Isn't it all because I couldn't control my mouth? What does this have to do with lard? Let lard take such a big blame."

Cao Chong asked curiously, "Dongzi, do you think there's something wrong with this news?"

Zheng Wendong said, "No, I just think we shouldn't be led by the nose by anxiety marketing."

Shen Datou was puzzled. "Anxiety marketing?"

Chang Lin also spoke up, "What is anxiety marketing? How come I can't see it? Dongzi, don't pretend to know."

He felt that Zheng Wendong was showing off.

Zheng Wendong glanced at him and decided to pretend in front of him. He picked up the newspaper and put it on the table.

"Most Chinese people are obsessed with foreign things and think everything abroad is amazing. This report says the US and UK are reporting it together, and it even includes expert comments. What are experts..."

Tao Chaoyang said, "Professional."

Shen Datou said, "Researcher."

Cao Chong said, "Words have a certain weight."

Zheng Wendong thought that there is no such thing as a "brick" among experts nowadays. Most people are very naive and believe it because they have never been beaten.

Zheng Wendong said, "So you see, two countries and experts are saying there's something wrong with lard. Most of us use lard now, so hearing there's something wrong with lard makes us anxious. What can we do if we're anxious? We just stop buying it. If we don't eat lard, what should we buy..."

Cao Chong's eyes flickered slightly, "The report mentioned cooking oil."

Zheng Wendong glanced at him. As expected, he had been deceived by marketing before, so he saw through it immediately.

Zheng Wendong said, "So, since the experts in the report are so recommending cooking oil, we'll naturally buy cooking oil if we stop eating lard. This is anxiety marketing, making you anxious. If you're worried about lard problems, you'll buy cooking oil. If you're worried about being ugly, you'll try to be more beautiful... and your money will flow into capital."

Cao Chong and Shen Datou were both thoughtful.

Don't say it, really don't say it.

There is some truth to that.

"So you're saying this is a conspiracy..."

Zheng Wendong said, "I don't know if it's a conspiracy or not, but there's definitely marketing involved. Secondly, talking about harm without mentioning dosage is pure nonsense."

Lard...

In his previous life, Zheng Wendong had also read the subsequent reports. Overeating definitely puts a strain on the cardiovascular system, but as long as you are a human being, what can you eat in excess without putting a strain on the body? For some people with thin bodies, poor digestion, and constipation, eating lard is beneficial.

Cao Chong offered him tea and said, "This is incredible, Dongzi..."

Zheng Wendong took his tea pretentiously, took a sip, and then thought of something. He turned to look at Chang Lin and asked, "Any other questions?"

Chang Lin's face froze. This kid did it on purpose. Cao Chong and Shen Datou were both impressed by him, so how could there be any problem? "No."

Zheng Wendong placed the empty teacup in front of him.

Chang Lin filled his glass speechlessly.

Shen Datou asked, "Cao Chong, your three children have to go to kindergarten, right? What school have you chosen? My son has to go to kindergarten too..."

They are worried about their children's kindergarten and want to choose a good one: "Some people say that we can't choose too bad, kindergarten is the starting point for children."

Dabao is two years old.

Tao Jichang was five months old and had not yet gone to kindergarten.

Cao Chong said, "Some of my business friends send their children to international kindergartens because they don't want their children to have a poor starting point. Don't experts say that children's learning should start from a young age..."

Zheng Wendong was inspired. Expert? Learning starts from a young age.

He was about to speak.

When Cao Chong saw that he had something to say, he immediately expected him to give some advice.

At this moment, the clock in the box rang, and it was eleven o'clock.

Zheng Wendong immediately said, "It's broken."

Everyone in the box looked at him nervously. What happened? There was a way around this.

Zheng Wendong said, "I have to go home. Dabao won't sleep until he can wait for me."