Title: Reborn in Handong, Starting with an Investment in Gao Yuliang

The office of Su Zhenbang was filled with smoke.

In just a few days.

It seemed that a few more strands of white hair had appeared at his temples.

He smoked one cigarette after another, and the ashtray in front of him was already overflowing with cigarette butts.

"Dad, stop smoking."

Su Qingyu pushed open the door and saw her father's haggard appearance, and her heart ached.

"Why don't we tell Liang Cheng about this? Let him think of a solution."

Su Zhenbang suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.

"No!"

"If you can't even handle this small matter, where will I put my face?"

"He's helped our family so much, I can't let him think that I, Su Zhenbang, am a useless piece of trash!"

Su Zhenbang flatly refused.

His self-esteem was severely damaged.

Su Zhenbang previously thought that Liang Cheng was exceptionally intelligent.

However, they ultimately lacked experience in real-world business operations, especially in matters like channel distribution.

I originally intended to rely on my own connections and experience.

Fight a resounding victory and prove your worth to the new boss.

The result was unexpectedly disastrous.

Telling Liang Cheng like that would be tantamount to telling him that he is utterly useless and can't even handle such a small matter.

"Let me think of another way."

Su Zhenbang stubbed out his cigarette and stood up.

"I still have some old friends and old channels. If I beg them and swallow my pride, I can at least get some goods out of the market."

After saying that, he picked up his coat and walked out with heavy steps, his back view appearing somewhat desolate.

Su Qingyu watched her father's retreating figure, her lips moving slightly.

In the end, they didn't say anything more.

She knew her father's temper.

However, she felt a strange sense of confidence in Liang Cheng.

She always felt that the man wouldn't fight a battle unprepared.

......

And this moment.

Liang Cheng, the instigator of the incident, seemed to have completely forgotten about the factory.

His mind has been focused on something else lately.

Inside a private room of a high-end teahouse in Jingzhou.

Liang Cheng leisurely sipped his tea, while two young men of similar age sat opposite him.

Zhang Wei is a slightly chubby man with a perpetually friendly and prosperous smile on his face.

The other one appeared shrewd and capable, with a clever glint in his eyes; that was Li Hao.

"Brother Cheng, you finally found us!"

Zhang Wei took a sip of tea and said casually.

"I thought you'd been taking care of yourself lately and had forgotten about us brothers."

"Speak, what is it? Just say the word, and I'll go through fire and water for you, brother, without hesitation!"

Li Hao remained silent.

She simply looked at Liang Cheng with a searching gaze.

He knew that Liang Cheng had changed a lot recently.

Unless it's something extremely important, I would never call them out on purpose.

"Help me deal with someone."

Liang Cheng put down his teacup and got straight to the point.

"You both know my sister, Liang Lu."

"She's recently been harassed by a male teacher named Chen Qing."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei immediately perked up.

"Chen Qing? That pretty boy from the Foreign Languages ​​Department?"

"I've heard of him. He used his good looks to cheat on a lot of girls at school."

"He actually dared to set his sights on Sister Lu? He's courting death!"

"Brother Cheng, what do you suggest we do? I'll send men right now to break his legs!"

Zhang Wei rubbed his hands together, looking indignant.

Li Hao frowned.

Li Hao learned about this matter when he helped Liang Cheng investigate Chen Qing.

He just didn't expect Liang Cheng to be so concerned about this matter and to take action himself.

He began to speak.

"Taking action directly is too simplistic."

"The thing this kind of person cares about most is his reputation and future. Why not spend some money, find a few women, scheme against him, take some photos, and ruin his reputation?"

Liang Cheng shook his head, rejecting their suggestion.

"These methods are all too crude."

"Will beating him up solve the fundamental problem? It will only make my sister think we are being unreasonable, and she might even feel more sorry for him."

"If we find someone to set him up, and things go wrong, someone might find something to use against him, which could cause us a lot of trouble."

Liang Cheng's eyes became deep and unfathomable.

"We cannot deal with such hypocrites using brutal methods."

"What I want is to tear off his hypocritical mask layer by layer in front of my sister, so that he can expose his ugliest face."

"I want him to get out of Handong himself!"

Zhang Wei and Li Hao exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of horror in each other's eyes.

They found that Liang Cheng in front of them had become somewhat unfamiliar.

That profound and ruthless aura terrified them.

"Brother Cheng, do you already have a plan?" Li Hao asked astutely.

A meaningful smile curved at the corners of Liang Cheng's lips.

He leaned close to Li Hao's ear and whispered a few words in a voice only the two of them could hear.

As Liang Cheng narrated.

Li Hao's eyes widened further.

In the end, a smile of admiration appeared on his face.

"Holy crap..."

Li Hao couldn't help but swear.

"Brother Cheng, that was such a cunning and brilliant move!"

"If we really do as you say, Chen Qing won't be able to stay in Handong anymore, he'll never be able to hold his head up high again!"

Zhang Wei, listening from the side, was completely confused and scratched his head in frustration.

"Hey, what kind of riddle are you two playing? Tell me already!"

Liang Cheng patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

"Don't worry, your time will come."

"Now, I need you to do something else for me..."

......

The next few days.

Liang Cheng, contrary to his usual behavior, frequently went home.

He no longer ignored his sister Liang Lu as before, but instead took the initiative to chat with her and showed concern for her work and life.

Sometimes, he would even drive to the school specifically to invite Liang Lu out to dinner.

This sudden enthusiasm surprised Liang Lu, and she was also somewhat flattered.

She thought it was because her younger brother had really grown up and become more sensible.

His concern for his younger brother.

She felt very warm, and inadvertently revealed more about her relationship with Chen Qing.

On the other side...

Su Zhenbang's path to "saving the nation and ensuring its survival" was exceptionally difficult.

He shamelessly attended one dinner party after another.

At the dinner table, he put on a smiling face and humbly promoted his new product to his old relationships and friends.

However, most of his responses were perfunctory politeness and polite refusals.

"Old Su, it's not that I don't want to help you, but your price is just too high. I can't explain it to my subordinates."

"Two yuan is indeed a bit outrageous. How about you lower the price? Lower it to eight mao, and I'll help you sell a few hundred cases."

Frustration overwhelmed Su Zhenbang like a tidal wave.

He never imagined that the connections he had built up in the past would be so vulnerable in the face of real-world interests.

That night.

At a very high-class dinner party.

He suffered another heavy blow.

After several rounds of drinks...

Sales manager of another long-established beverage factory in Jingzhou.

Holding a wine glass, he staggered over to Su Zhenbang.

His face bore an undisguised sarcasm.

"Oh, isn't this President Su? I heard you've recently hooked up with a rich guy and started a factory again?"

Su Zhenbang looked embarrassed and forced a smile.

"Manager Wang, you're joking. It's just a small matter."

"Just a small-scale operation?"

"I've heard about this new product you guys came up with, something called iced tea?"

Manager Wang deliberately spoke the words "iced tea" in a sarcastic or ambiguous way.

"Two yuan a bottle? Hahahaha!"

"Old Su, Old Su, are you out of your mind? That stuff of yours, I think you should stop calling it iced tea and just call it chilled black tea!"

"I advise you to close the factory as soon as possible, lest you lose even more money and end up pawning your pants!"

Manager Wang's words were like slaps to Su Zhenbang's face.

A suppressed chuckle rippled through the dining table.

A barrage of gloating glances pierced Su Zhenbang like needles.

His face turned a deep purplish-red, and his hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.