After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 327 Preliminary Achievement
"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Yiming was somewhat embarrassed to be stared at by Feng Yin like this, his old face couldn't help turning red, "Ma'am?"

Feng Yin shot him a look, ignored him, and looked back at Ding Zhenyao: "Your proposal is not unacceptable, auntie."

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

"That day, your Uncle Zhang asked you what your plans are for the future, but you haven't given us a clear answer yet."

Because of Feng Yin's look, Zhang Yiming couldn't help but focus on what Ding Zhenyao was talking about with them.

Hearing Feng Yin's words now, Zhang Yiming immediately nodded cooperatively: "Your aunt is right, if you want to talk about something, answer this question first."

Ding Zhenyao: "..." My stomach is getting more and more full, what's going on.

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

Under the eyes of the couple, the young man said softly, "So far, my father hasn't 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 personally that he is good at my brother."

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

"I entered the business circle, and my father has always spared no effort to teach me, and has never made me feel wronged."

"What's more, when I went home this time, I didn't meet my father. Although I also inquired about some things, there are still many things I guessed by myself."

Feng Yin: "..." For a long time, this pot of dog blood was made up by your own brain.

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

However, being able to figure this out in just a few days deserves a little more trust.

However, the words came out: "Then are you sure that Yaxianju can be the master?"

"can."

Ding Zhenyao replied very firmly, "Not only Ya Xianju, but also the soap and scented soap, I am also in charge."

Speaking of this, the young man remembered that the Zhang family still had something that could make the mouth fresh and fragrant for brushing teeth.

He looked at Zhang Yiming and Feng Yin with bright eyes: "Uncle, Auntie, what is the name of the one in your family who brushes his teeth and makes bubbles? How about we cooperate too."

"You provide the prescription, and my nephew contributes money and effort to bring out the goods. Our two families have a [-]-[-] split, how about it?"

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

Zhang Yiming: "It can be considered, but..."

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

He continued: "But for these things, except for the dividends we pay on time, everything else has nothing to do with my Zhang family."

"Okay, nephew promises you."

Ding Zhenyao readily agreed without thinking, "If anyone asks, my nephew will say that I got it from the mysterious person."

"Except for my little nephew, no one will know that the Zhang family is related to this."

Zhang Yiming was quite satisfied with this answer, but he didn't rush to answer.

She turned her head and asked Feng Yin: "By the way, lady, what business did you discuss earlier? How did you do it?"

Feng Yin told Zhang Yiming about Ding Zhenyao's proposal, and the latter looked at Ding Zhenyao after pondering.

When Ding Zhenyao met Zhang Yiming's deep gaze, his heart sank unconsciously: "Uncle, what do you think?"

Zhang Yiming: "Today's recipes plus the old lo-mei recipe, my Zhang family will have a total of [-]% of Yaxianju's share. If you promise, we will sign the contract."

"The prescriptions you need today, and those who want to cooperate with my Zhang family, can be signed."

(End of this chapter)