After being reborn, the school beauty's entire family knelt down to repent.

They euphemistically called it "Joining in this grand undertaking and witnessing development."

Inside the factory, machines hummed and vibrated rhythmically, all equipment operating smoothly.

The workers on the production line are busy working in a tense but orderly manner; everything appears to be in perfect order.

It presents a thriving scene.

Pointing to the newly installed sewage treatment equipment, Chen Ming spoke eloquently: "Distinguished leaders, partners, and everyone! Our factory has always attached great importance to environmental protection, regarding it as the top priority for the company's development."

He paused, then continued, "These are the latest pieces of equipment we've introduced, employing the most advanced technology internationally. They can effectively treat wastewater generated during production, ensuring that it meets discharge standards and minimizing the impact on the environment."

As he explained, he demonstrated the equipment's operation process and detailed the specific implementation of various environmental protection measures.

The leaders from the environmental protection department nodded frequently, highly praising Chen Ming's environmental awareness and dedication.

They expressed satisfaction with the factory's environmental protection measures and encouraged Chen Ming to continue them.

The distributors who had been sown apart by Zhao Rou now realized they had been deceived and apologized to Chen Ming.

Their previous doubts and dissatisfaction with Chen Ming have now vanished, and they have expressed their willingness to cooperate.

Zhao Rou and Yu Chuang stood at the back of the crowd, their faces ashen.

They originally thought they could take this opportunity to bring down Chen Ming, but they didn't expect to find themselves in an awkward situation instead.

After the tour, Chen Ming walked up to Zhao Rou, looking at her with a half-smile: "Zhao Rou, long time no see. I didn't expect you to still enjoy using such underhanded tactics."

Zhao Rou's face was deathly pale, her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Zhao Rou fled in panic, while Yu Chuang followed her like a defeated rooster.

Chen Ming watched their retreating figures, a cold smile playing on his lips.

This farce was just a small lesson for them.

After the factory resumed production.

Chen Ming worked overtime and even personally supervised production to ensure that every electric blanket met quality standards.

One hundred thousand electric blankets have been produced, but market demand remains strong, and supply cannot meet demand.

As a result, Chen Ming's account gained a dazzling number of figures—one million!

In the 1980s, this was an absolute fortune.

Several extremely wealthy individuals in S City, whose influence was so great that they could shake the city with a stomp of their feet, had long heard of Chen Ming's exploits.

They were filled with curiosity and admiration for the young entrepreneur and decided to visit him in person.

These wealthy people always travel with great pomp and circumstance.

This time was no exception; they drove the most luxurious imported cars at the time, each one worth a fortune and gleaming.

Inside the car, besides the driver, sat their private secretaries and bodyguards, all dressed in suits and with serious expressions.

They arrived at Chen Ming's unassuming bungalow, a stark contrast to their luxurious motorcade.

"Mr. Chen, I've heard so much about you!" The wealthy man walking at the front was named Wang Baiwan.

He was tall with a round belly, like he was carrying a watermelon, and he swayed as he walked.

A thick gold chain, about the thickness of a thumb, hung around his neck, glittering in the sunlight and attracting much attention.

His voice was loud and clear, full of energy, like the sound of a gong, making people's ears ring.

"I've long heard of Mr. Chen's reputation, and meeting him today, I can see it's truly well-deserved!" Wang Baiwan warmly extended his right hand.

He wanted to shake hands with Chen Ming. Chen Ming politely responded and shook hands with him.

"Mr. Chen, you're young and promising!" Another wealthy man walked up, looking to be on par with Wang Baiwan.

With a broad smile, he praised enthusiastically, "Your electric blanket business is booming! We've heard about it for a long time, so we came here specifically to pay you a visit!"

“Yes, yes!” the other wealthy men chimed in.

Their attire was similar to that of Wang Baiwan and the second tycoon; they were all dressed in designer brands and adorned with jewels, clearly indicating their wealth and status.

"Mr. Chen, your electric blankets are in high demand and short supply! We'd like to get in on the good business and see if we can cooperate!" A wealthy man rubbed his hands together and said expectantly.

"Yes, yes, it's all about win-win cooperation!"

"Boss Chen, we are all influential figures in S City. As long as you give your approval, we guarantee your business will reach new heights!" Wang Baiwan patted his chest and assured him.

Faced with the enthusiasm of these wealthy people, Chen Ming simply smiled and asked in a humble yet assertive manner, "Gentlemen, what brings you here?"

The tall, thin, wealthy man adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, the lenses reflecting a sharp glint. He spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Mr. Chen, we've discussed it and we think your electric blanket factory has great potential."

He paused, a hint of arrogance in his voice, "So, we plan to invest in your factory. What do you think, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Ming remained calm, picked up the teapot on the table, and began to pour tea for the wealthy men.

The aroma of tea wafted through the somewhat cramped bungalow.

Wang Baiwan couldn't wait any longer. He shouted gruffly, "Boss Chen, stop pouring tea and let's talk business first!"

He held up five fingers and waved them in front of Chen Ming, looking incredibly wealthy. "Five million! How about we all chip in five million together?"

five million!

This figure was absolutely astronomical in the 1980s. Even for Chen Ming, it was a huge sum of money.

Chen Ming smiled slightly, handed the teacup in his hand to Wang Baiwan, and said slowly, "Mr. Wang is a really straightforward person."

Wang Baiwan took the teacup, tilted his head back and took a sip, then smacked his lips and said, "Boss Chen, this tea is excellent! If you use this five million to expand your factory, your business will definitely reach new heights!"

Chen Ming just smiled and didn't reply.

Another wealthy man chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Chen, five million is no small sum. You should think it over carefully."

Chen Ming knew that the market prospects for electric blankets were broad, but he did not expect that it would attract such a huge investment so quickly.

"You bosses really think highly of me." Chen Ming did not immediately agree.

Wang Baiwan quickly chimed in, "Mr. Chen, we can discuss the shares later. We've all seen your electric blankets; they're definitely high-quality. With such high market demand right now, you certainly can't handle it all by yourself. If we join forces, we can help you expand your business and earn even more!"

He paused, then added, "As you can see, your factory is still too small, and its production capacity can't keep up with market demand! With our investment, you can expand your factory, purchase more advanced equipment, and increase production. Then, money will flow in!"

Another wealthy man chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Chen, five million is no small sum. With this money, you can go all out and make a big splash!"