Zhao Yan’s mansion.

"Waste, this time it's the lowest economic income of the industry you manage." A tall and beautiful woman threw a stack of reports on the man's face.

The man said in a weak voice: "Most of our channel customers in the mining star industry are now swallowed by the Wang family, and the conditions we give are not as good as those given by the Wang family."

Zhao Yan said coldly: "What are you doing? It's not that you can't keep customers if you are not capable. It's really as good as your name, Wu Yong, and it's even useless. Look at Zhao Li's husband Sun Lang, and they can handle it well and keep people. When you wait for the family annual meeting, you can only embarrass me."

Wu Yong clenched his fists in his sleeves, suppressed his anger, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry A Yan--"

"Get out, it's disgusting to see you so cowardly!"

Zhao Yan waved impatiently, and Wu Yong held back his anger and walked out of the study.

After Wu Yong left, a handsome young man walked out of the side door next to Zhao Yan's study and smiled and said, "No matter how you say he is your husband, it's not good to scold him like this."

Zhao Yan looked at the man who came in, and his eyes froze, and he suddenly touched the man: "Brother-in-law, if he is half as good as you, will I scold him like this? The concubine's son born to a maid has a poor family background and his ability is not good."

The man smiled and picked up Zhao Yan: "Is this ability not good?"

Zhao Yan giggled and said, "He is a thousand miles away from you, less than one-third of yours!"

Tianquan Restaurant.

Wu Yong was drinking the wine, looking decadent, and poured a glass of wine into his stomach.

"Master Wu, what's wrong today? So unhappy?" A beautiful woman sat next to him, a woman Wu Yong called out from the brothel to drink with him.

Wu Yong's eyes were full of hatred: "Isn't that tigress in my family, that bastard, I just gave me such a little budget. How can I maintain those channel customers? In the end, I will blame me for losing customers!"

"Why should she treat me like this?"

The woman advised from the side: "You have relieved the fire and you have already come out, so don't think about those things. Today I will let you be happy."

Wu Yong suddenly slapped the woman in the face and sneered: "Stupid, if I don't give you so much money, will you pay attention to me?"

The woman was slapped and covered her face and cried, but she didn't dare to talk back.

Wu Yong drank a glass of wine on his own, his eyes full of resentment: "There is no good thing for women. My mother deserves to die, she shouldn't have a maid, and Zhao Yan deserves to die even more. She thought that I don't know the love between Sun Lang?"

"A man is rich, a kind mother is virtuous, and a man is not rich, and his family even thinks--"

At this time, a figure came from the side and said slowly with a pot of wine. He came to the side and smiled and said, "Young Master Wu, can you have a drink with you?"

Wu looked at the person who came with his eyes and saw that it was a man in a lilac robe. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The man smiled and said, "Mo Yang, a man from the Tianqin Embassy."

Wu Yong's expression changed immediately after hearing this, and he became a little more solemn. He said to the woman next to him: "Why don't you give up your seat to Mr. Mo."

The woman stood up in a hurry, sorted out the table and chairs, and asked the man who called himself Mo Yang to sit down.

Mo Ziyang sat down and said, "I see Mr. Wu's face is frowning. Are you upset about family affairs?"

Wu Yong asked back: "Have I ever met Mr. Mo, why did Mr. Mo know me?"

Mo Ziyang smiled and said, "I met Mr. Wu while accompanying our ambassador and the Zhao family at the banquet some time ago, but I was not able to sit together to drink. I am really sorry."

At that time, Wu Yong was not qualified to sit at the table where he could drink with the envoys of Tianqin. While Mo Ziyang was talking, he took out the embassy's identity token to prove his identity.

After reading it, Wu Yong stopped doubting and sighed softly: "Every family has a difficult sutra to recite. Alas, let's not talk about those, Mr. Mo, you are a guest from afar. Meeting here is fate. I wish you a cup."

"I respect Mr. Wu, please."

After a glass of wine, the two started chatting. They first started chatting about things in Hainan, about some situations in the Qin Empire, and about some insignificant topics in the Xing Palace that were not considered leaked.

Gradually, the two of them drank more and talked more and more, and their relationship became closer, Wu Yong began to complain about Zhao Yan and complained in front of Mo Ziyang.

Mo Ziyang began to reveal some situations appropriately: "Brother Wu and I hit it off at first sight. When I see Brother Wu being troubled by these things, I will help Brother Wu."

"Help me? How do you help me?" Wu Yong, who was drunk, looked at him immediately after hearing this.

Mo Ziyang glanced at the woman who poured wine for the two of them next to him. Wu Yong understood and said to the woman: "You go back and rest. Today's affairs should not be disclosed to the public, otherwise I will let you die without a place to bury!"

"Yes-" The woman quickly responded that no matter how embarrassed Wu Yong was in the upper class or a son-in-law, the social energy was enough to kill ordinary people's connections in seconds.

After the woman left, Mo Ziyang said, "Does Brother Wu have many mineral stars in his hands?"

Wu Yong nodded, he was responsible for managing the three mining stars under Zhao Yan's name.

Mo Ziyang said: "In the mineral stars you manage, look for these materials--"

Mo Ziyang took out a data sheet for him to show him, and there were pictures on it.

Wu Yong frowned slightly at the information above: "I know Jiutian Rare Earth, but these lanthanum, cerium, neodymium, platinum, palladium, iridium, lithium, rubidium, cesium, uranium - what are these?"

Mo Ziyang smiled and said, "Although Brother Wu doesn't know these things, they are of no use to Xinggong, they can use these things to turn waste into treasures in the hands of the Tianqin Empire, and produce many things, and can even be synthesized and refined into magic weapons."

"If the Qin Empire is going to trade with Xinggong today, this is a huge business opportunity. Wu Yong can use these materials for foreign trade and trade with the Tianqin Empire. Our Tianqin Empire will definitely accept it."

"These are useless things for you, but they can create profits from foreign trade. If you control the initiative, relying on these things will make you make a big comeback in the Zhao family. No, you may even establish your own business empire. Don't talk about the tiger Zhao Yan in your family, the Zhao family will look at you!"

"And the Wu family, I'm afraid they'll regret it. Let's marry a Qilin like you into the Zhao family!"

After hearing this, Wu Yong's breathing became rapid, and his eyes were filled with excitement. He couldn't help but start to fantasize about the scene, fantasizing about the tigress kneeling in front of him.

However, Wu Yong quickly returned to reality and said with a wry smile: "But how can I get the qualification to cooperate with the Tianqin Empire in this kind of business?"

Mo Ziyang smiled slightly and drank a glass of wine: "Wu Yong, I still have some connections. I will take the lead in the middle. If you can reach a commercial cooperation with Tianqin, your profit will be 10%!"
Chapter completed!