She was already thinking about how to marry Zheng Man'er as soon as possible, so that she could use Zheng Man'er's name to control the ninth branch of the Zhen family's business in Shanghai.

At that time, is it not just spending money as you want?

"By the way, Haoqiu, you have helped my Man'er so much today. As a mother, I have to show it well!"

Tang Ling's eyeballs rolled, and she acted like she was rushing the ducks to the shelves and striking while the iron was hot.

"Well, I'm not good at intervening in the affairs of you young people."

"But since ancient times, hasn't it been said that the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by the spring?"

While talking, Tang Ling generously bid a thousand dollars.

"Man'er, no matter what appointments or schedules you have tonight, all of them will be cancelled!"

"Go ask Fang to skip a meal, Mommy Qian is out!"

With that said, Tang Ling glanced at Fang Haoqiu again.

"Haoqiu, this is our wish, you must not refuse!"

Fang Haoqiu looked at Zheng Man'er's slightly embarrassed face, he smiled lightly, and said, "Auntie, I appreciate your kindness."

"However, I will attend the ribbon-cutting of a high-end brand's new product launch soon, so I'm afraid I don't have time for this meal."

"Well, I'll invite Mr. Zheng to dinner another day."

The words are flat, and the retreat is the advance.

Tang Ling was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect that she was bleeding profusely, and Fang Haoqiu didn't give face, but she heard something else, subconsciously said: "Haoqiu, you are going to participate in the luxury brand of Daguhui" Emily's event?"

"I heard that this is a platform for cooperation between Hermes and our top domestic designer Miss Millie. The threshold for the press conference is high."

Fang Haoqiu smiled and said, "Auntie is indeed well-informed."

"By the way, if Auntie is interested, you can also participate."

Fang Haoqiu pointed to his business card.

"This thing can not only be used as an invitation letter, but also can be used as an advance payment of 10 million."

"Auntie, have fun."

After the words fell, Fang Haoqiu smiled again, turned and left.

Tang Ling in the arena already had a smile on her face

"Mom, you can't go!"

When Fang Haoqiu left, Zheng Man'er looked at Tang Ling and spoke with a serious face.

Zheng Man'er is too clear about the nature of her own mother.

Although Fang Haoqiu just mentioned it casually, no matter whether he intended it or not.

But Zheng Man'er knew that her mother would definitely spend all of his 10 million quota.

"Man'er, not only do you not listen to me now, but you even control where I go?" JrNovels.com