Chapter 134: Song Minshu's Past

June 18, 2004, the first day of the fifth lunar month, Friday.

Auspicious: wedding, travel, cleaning; Inauspicious: buying a house.

Zurich Airport, Switzerland, Europe, the E Satellite Terminal completed just last year.

"Dad, Song Minshu really moved fast. Not only did she know our moves, she quickly found a supplier and rushed over here yesterday."

Tang Fei pinched a disposable paper cup, took a sip of coffee, frowned, spat it out, and set the cup down heavily on the metal table. "Bah, damn it, still can't get used to this stuff. Tea tastes better!"

Sitting across from him, Tang Haode, in his fifties, his hair combed immaculately, was also frowning at this moment, but clearly not because of the coffee.

The questioning voice was not loud, but carried a sense of pressure:

"Didn't you say Qi Bin tried to bribe someone on our side to inquire about our overseas clients, but failed?! In the end, how did Qi Bin get hooked up with Song Minshu?"

Tang Fei was choked by his father's questioning, his face unable to save face, and he subconsciously wiped his cuff.

"Dad, this... this I didn't expect either, I will look into it. The most likely possibility is that her daughter opened a bar in Mingzhou, and someone on Mingzhou turf introduced her to Qi Bin."

Tang Haode snorted coldly, his body leaning back slightly into the chair back, scrutinizing his son:

"An investigation is definitely necessary! At least, we have already signed half of the quota orders. As for the other half of the orders, whether Qi Bin can get them is still uncertain. Xiao's HVAC won't survive the upcoming on-site factory inspection by overseas clients, and won't get the orders."

"If they keep losing money... Xiao Family's boss Xiao Zanyan, that old fox, isn't a fool either, he won't keep giving blood transfusions to a money-losing product!"

Tang Fei's eyes lit up, the previous irritation replaced by greed and excitement: "I understand."

He picked up that disgusting coffee cup and took another big gulp, as if he were drinking victory wine.

Tang Haode looked at his son's appearance, shook his head almost imperceptibly, "By the way, I still need to go to Hong Kong to wait for Song Minshu to come back. I still need to have a talk with her."

"Dad, we've torn faces with Song this time, what is there left to talk about with her!" Tang Fei wore a puzzled look again.

Tang Haode said seriously: "Tang Fei, do you think this time I've made up my mind to bypass Song Minshu and build my own overseas warehouse, just for the current HVAC interests?"

Tang Haode's body leaned forward slightly, his fingers tapping lightly on the metal table, making a soft thudding sound.

"HVAC, water supply and drainage, these are indeed the foundation of our family's rise. But the real fat in the valve industry is in oil and gas and energy and power. These two fields account for more than half of the global industrial valve market!"

His gaze was burning, "What are we fighting with Xiao Family for now? It's the low-end valve market!"

"The threshold will only get lower and lower, competition will only get fiercer and fiercer. Those domestic workshop factories will smell it and pounce on it. How many days of stable money can we make?"

"We must move upstream, move toward the high end! Besides signing orders this time in Europe, we also recruited overseas R&D technical personnel."

"Song Minshu holds the key channel to the supplier list for breaking into European, American, and Middle Eastern energy giants."

Tang Haode's string of words made Tang Fei a bit worried: "Then... we've offended Song Minshu this time, doesn't that cut off the bridge to the mid-to-high-end valve market?"

Tang Haode explained: "This time it's to tell Song Minshu that the previous profit distribution pattern needs adjustment. If we continue cooperating with her in mid-to-high-end valves, we can't carry out profit distribution at the previous ratio."

He paused, his tone turning grim: "But at the same time, it's also to tell her that the foundation for cooperation remains! Our Tang Family has production capacity and room for technological upgrading. She has resources and the ticket to channels, after all..."

Tang Fei picked up the thread, "After all, Song Minshu can't grow valves on her body, nor can she give birth to valves."

Tang Haode: "Don't underestimate Song Minshu. She's over forty, with a curvy figure, still charming. Put her in a qipao and sit her at the negotiation table, and those foreign devils' eyeballs go straight!"

Tang Fei, hearing his father mention a woman, especially a mature woman like Song Minshu who still had her charm, immediately perked up, an ambiguous smile of mutual understanding appearing on his face:

"Dad, you noticed too? Saw her once at the Port Island cocktail party last time, that figure, that dressing, tsk tsk... really doesn't look like someone almost forty! Much more flavorful than those young models! Those breasts, that waist, that butt..."

He smacked his lips, his eyeballs rolling, a lecherous look of drooling.

Tang Haode's brow furrowed instantly, he scolded sternly: "You bastard! I'm talking business with you, and your brain only knows how to crawl into your crotch?!"

His voice was not loud, but carried a blade-like chill, "How come you always like looking at women older than you! Shen Mianshuang, right? Doctor at Mingzhou Hospital?"

Tang Fei was stunned, then his face became a bit unnatural: "Dad... this Doctor Shen is the same age as me, she's August 23rd, one day older than me!... It's just... she's quite pretty, long legs..."

Tang Haode sneered, his tone decisive and unquestionable:

"Playing around is fine, or if you have the ability to keep her as a mistress in a golden house, I can't be bothered with your messy affairs! But!"

Tang Haode tapped the table forcefully, "Want to bring her into the Tang Family's door as your wife? Dream on!"

He sneered again: "To get a marriage certificate with you, it has to be a match of equal social standing. If you can seduce Song Minshu's daughter Lin Weiwei, I'll consider you capable!"

"No way, Dad, Lin Weiwei is one year older than me, and you don't dislike women being older than me."

Tang Haode glanced at the passing travelers and lowered his voice:

"You don't understand a damn thing! You think the dead Hong Kong guy Song Minshu remarried was just some nouveau riche?"

"That man was a financial old crocodile rooted in Hong Kong, with intertwined connections, his reach extending to the heavens!"

"Not just overseas, he waded deep in the waters of China too! Song Minshu has a hard fate, she outlived her husband. What's her English name?"

"Cynthia Song."

"Right, she gradually took over these relationship networks," Tang Haode added.

Tang Fei listened thoughtfully, 'Lin Weiwei, I must take her! Shen Mianshuang, I must also take her!' In Tang Fei's perception, women were just objects, unlike his younger brother Tang Ao, who insisted on marrying only Xin Chanxi!

Tang Haode glanced at Tang Fei, sighing inwardly, 'If it weren't for my own womanizing incident back then, my eldest son Tang Ang wouldn't have died an unnatural death! Tang Ang was exceptionally intelligent. If he were still here, there wouldn't be a damn thing about Tang Fei and Tang Ao.'

Suddenly, a mobile phone rang, and Tang Haode picked up his bag and went to the restroom.

Tang Fei was dumbfounded. The one ringing wasn't his dad's mobile phone on the table, it was the mobile phone in his dad's bag vibrating. 'When did Dad get two mobile phones?'

Airport restroom, Tang Haode answered the phone.

A reporting voice came from the other end:

"Report to General Manager Tang, a guest came to the shop a few days ago, Yuansheng Group Marketing Vice President Lian Zhanhuai, came to transfer one million abroad, completed. Today he came again and said in a few days he still wants to transfer five million out, demanding low fees and speed!"

Tang Haode thought internally, this motherfucker is about to run?! Did something big happen at Yuansheng Group?