After seven or eight days of a flash, Tang Long thought about going back. Well, Secretary Xi'e did not call me. It was Tang Long who called to explain the so-called "progress". But it took too long to be suspicious, not to mention that the guise is just a guise, which is easy to expose.

If someone wants to investigate, can you not know what Tang Long is doing in the Demon City during this period? Even if Zhang Xiu'e doesn't have this ability, don't forget that there is Miss Yaohan Dongyao, and her strength is beyond doubt.

"Walk?"

Yang Wuchan frowned and looked at Tang Long, asked again and asked, "Are you sure you don't stay here to accompany us mother and son?"

Of course, she knew in her heart that Tang Long would definitely go back, but no woman did not want a man to be with her when she was about to give birth.

Tang Long smiled bitterly and said softly: "I'm sorry, I have to go back."

Yang Wuchan frowned and had complicated eyes. Finally, she sighed, stroked her lower abdomen twice, and turned into a laugh: "Well, go back, go back."

The roads are all chosen by oneself, and no one can blame for this aspect. Yang Wuchan is not the kind of person who can play tricks.

"I'm sorry, I remember the days." Tang Long said in a low voice. He also knew that he was very sorry to Yang Wuchan. People are not gods. People have two sides, bad roots, shadowy faces, and glamorousness is often just appearance, and no one is exception.

"It's okay!"

Yang Wuchan smiled at Tang Long and asked, "Are you leaving today or again tomorrow?"

Originally, Tang Long decided to leave today, but looking at Yang Wuchan's appearance, he couldn't say it. He touched his nose and said, "Let's go tomorrow!"

"OK!"

Yang Wuchan seemed very happy about this. She got up from the sofa, held Tang Long's arm, and said, "Let's go buy some things. I just happened to want to go out for a walk. I will make you some specialties in the evening, and you can also drink some wine."

"good!"

Tang Long did not refuse this time, and the two drove out to the nearby supermarket.

Yang Wuchan didn't ask Tang Long about anything else. When the two of them moved to the small miscellaneous shop, they saw that there were clothes for children, from their birth to a few months old, and children's clothes.

"Is this good-looking?" Yang Wuchan asked at Tang Long with a very cartoonish Hanfu.

"It looks good!" Tang Long nodded with a smile.

Yang Wuchan picked out some clothes for children, and these future sons may not be able to wear them, but she liked them very much, so she wanted to buy them.

"I don't know if these villain's clothes are qualified. Now many unscrupulous merchants use inferior fabrics or used clothes to renovate them into cotton textiles, and make them into clothes. It's very tricky." Yang Wuchan muttered in a low voice when she thought of something.

Tang Long laughed in his heart, feeling that Yang Wuchan was a little bit of a big deal. He admitted that there were indeed black-hearted businessmen, but after all, the relevant departments were supervising the market, so how could those black-hearted fabrics easily flow into the market?

I don’t know if Yang Wuchan knows how to read the mind. She looked up and glared at Tang Long, and snorted, “Are you laughing at me in your heart?”

Tang Long smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, saying that he hadn't.

Yang Wuchan said: "You don't believe it. The fabrics used to make clothes, well, and those cotton materials are divided into many levels. It doesn't mean that recycling and flipped cotton materials are illegal and cannot be made and marketed. Alas, if you talk about these things, you don't understand them. Forget it, I won't tell you!"

Although he said that, he seemed to be angry in his expression.

Tang Long moved his mind and hugged Yang Wuchan's shoulder and said, "Since you are so worried, then you might as well buy a company or start a company. We can purchase raw materials, we weave ourselves, and produce and make our own clothes. Wouldn't we feel relieved if our son wears them on us?"

Listening to Tang Long's words, Yang Wuchan's eyes lit up: "Yes, we can do it ourselves!"

Tang Long nodded with a smile. For ordinary people, this is called entrepreneurship, but for rich women like Yang Wuchan, this is about making and playing, not for making money, but just thinking that the clothes worn on their bodies can be absolutely safe and healthy after their son is born.

Tang Long just provided advice, and even said it casually, but for pregnant women who stayed at home and were idle every day and had nothing to do, it opened a door for her.

Even if Yang Wuchan quit the Yang family and didn't bring anything, at least tens of billions of cash was still lying in her bank account.

The Yang family's industries are spread all over the world. The cost of seeking shelter every year is as high as 10 billion yuan, which shows how huge the Yang family is. As the third-person of the Yang family, Yang Wuchan was definitely worth a lot of money. Even if she is not greedy for money, she will never be short of money.

The next day, after Tang Long left, Yang Wuchan turned her attention to this matter. Her purpose was only one. After three months, when her son was born, she would have absolute health guarantees for her small clothes.

At first, Yang Wuchan only thought of children's clothes, because Tang Long talked with her only about clothes yesterday, but later she thought of toys and other things.

"Xiao Liuer, I want to acquire a clothing company, um, or clothing factory. Do you know what is suitable? Well, the company in this city is the best... how big is? This size is not very important. What is important is that there is no problem with the equipment, and it will be able to run intact."

Yang Wuqiao thought for a while and said, "I'll ask someone to check it out to see if there is any suitable one. I'll call you back later!"

"Okay!" Yang Wuchan hung up the phone.

When Yang Wuqiao answered the phone, she was talking to her elder sister Yang Zetian. It was fine if Yang Wuchan was marginalized, but she actually quit the Yang family. It was actually a very troublesome thing. Many things that were in Yang Wuchan's name but did not have to be responsible for themselves are now all of them and need to be redistributed.

The sisters are the sisters, but since ancient times, brothers have made it clear and settled the score. As for the same thing, people have selfish intentions, and people have distracting thoughts. Therefore, it is also a very important thing for Yang Zetian to allocate the rights of Yang Wuchan, especially those companies or projects that do not have a high proportion of the core rights of the Yang family, but are very profitable. How to distribute them is definitely not an easy task.

"Wu Chan called you?" Yang Zetian looked at Yang Wuqiao and asked on his own initiative.

Yang Wuqiao hesitated and nodded and said, "Well, as I heard from my third sister, I seem to want to buy a clothing company or clothing factory, and I don't know what I want to do."

“Clothing company?”

Yang Zetian thought for a while and said, "I remember that 'Jiangnan Garment Factory' is our industry?"

Yang Wuqiao was stunned and nodded, "Yes, our family is a major shareholder of 'Jiangnan Garment Factory', which holds about 60% of the shares. It was bought with an investment of 1.6 billion eight years ago. Now, based on the market value of 'Jiangnan Home Textiles', it is worth about 6 billion."

Yang Zetian smiled and said, "You can remember clearly." After a brief pause, he continued, "Ask Wu Chan if it's OK? If it's OK, give it to her. Well, even if I am the aunt, I will give it to my nephew."

Yang Wuqiao said with a smile: "This relationship is good."

"Well, you go and do it first, and I will call you when there is something to do." Yang Zetian waved her hand and looked at Yang Wuqiao's back as she left, her eyes flashing, thinking, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yang Wuqiao did not call Yang Wuchan and ran directly to Yang Wuchan's house. She knew that the other party must be at home, and she was erect and it was inconvenient to go anywhere. At most, she went to the nearby shopping malls and could not go far.

"Is there a suitable target?" Yang Wuchan looked at Yang Wuqiao jumped over, put down the shower in her hand, and straightened her waist from several green plants to ask.

Yang Wuqiao laughed and said, "Jiangnan Clothing Factory, can it be done?"

Yang Wuchan frowned: "Jiangnan Garment Factory? This is not under the name of 'Jiangnan Home Textile', it seems to be the core industry of Jiangnan Home Textile, right?"

Before Yang Wuqiao could speak, he explained: "You don't understand what I mean yet. I mean to spend tens of millions or hundreds of millions to buy a small and medium-sized clothing factory. I just want to make some clothes for my son."

"How many clothes are made for your son?" Yang Wuqiao said with a smile: "It's better for you, your mother. The mother wants to make some clothes for her child, so she goes to buy fabrics. You just buy clothing factories."

Yang Wuchan rolled her eyes, but she couldn't hear that Yang Wuqiao was teasing her and said, "Go and find it for me quickly. I've misleaded the matter and I'll turn around and ask your brother-in-law to fuck you."

Yang Wuqiao's face turned red and looked a little embarrassed. As the saying goes, half of my sister-in-law's farts are from her brother-in-law. Although it means a joke, it is easy to misunderstand and has some meaning.

"I'm so old, I'm still fucking you. If you want to beat me, I'll hit you." Yang Wuqiao muttered in a low voice, and then said: "Isn't it appropriate for Jiangnan Clothing Factory to make clothes for my eldest nephew? My eldest sister said, transfer the 67.8% shares of the family's name "Jiangnan Textile" to your name."

Looking at Yang Wuchan frowning, Yang Wuqiao laughed and explained: "Sister said that Jiangnan Clothing Factory is a gift from her aunt to her nephew."

Yang Wuchan smiled and said lazyly: "If you want to say this, it will be bad if you don't accept it. Let's do it. Anyway, we are orphans and widows in the future, and we don't have any investments. It's better to have a company. I'll help me thank my elder sister when I go back. Well, I'll say my son thanks her, the aunt."

Not accepted?

Why not accept it? Anyway, it was given to Yang Zetian, and in name it was given to his son. Such a "gift" would not be accepted for nothing. If it was accepted, the rest of the Yang family would not say anything. Instead, Yang Wuchan would not accept it, which seemed a bit too much. It made her with her now, the sisters of the Yang family, and she would never interact with each other, and she drew a clear line.

Is it a gift? Should I collect it or not? Not only should I collect it now, but I also collect it after my son is born. Not only should I collect it, but she is not happy if any aunt gives it less.

"Hehe! Look, I'll ask someone to prepare the transfer agreement for you, just sign it directly." Yang Wuqiao laughed and took out an agreement.

After signing, 67.8% of the shares of Jiangnan Garment Factory and Jiangnan Home Textile Co., Ltd. were officially transferred to Yang Wuchan's name.

"Let me find some capable men to come over, I want to do something." Yang Wuchan said calmly.

Yang Wuqiao blinked and asked with a smile: "Can you find those capable players in your past?"

Yang Wuchan looked at her with a smile: "If you are not afraid of your elder sister calling you a traitor, just go to the corners of the Yang Family, it doesn't matter if I go to the Yang Family."

Yang Wuqiao stuck out his tongue!

Three days later, after a slight rectification of "Jiangnan Home Textile Co., Ltd.", the CEO was replaced, and the two vice presidents were officially announced to the public.

Yang Wuchan went to Jiangnan Home Textile Group with her big belly to hold a shareholders' meeting.

Looking at the middle and senior executives of the company, some people were excited, and some frowned. After all, the emperor and the ministers were once. From now on, Jiangnan Home Textile Company has officially changed to the "Yang Wuchan Age".

"To be honest, I'm not very interested in running a company. The reason I control this company is for my son who is about to be born, and I want to make some safe clothes for it."

"..." In the company's conference room, there was a silence, and I don't know what I felt in my heart.

Seeing that no one interrupted her, Yang Wuchan was very satisfied. She had been in power for many years, so she naturally didn't care about these small-scale incidents. She continued: "But please rest assured. Since I took the company over, I will definitely get it done. Well, let's be more blunt and make everyone live a better life than before."

"From today, 'Jiangnan Home Textile Company' has been officially renamed 'Jiangnan Group'. The previous business remains unchanged. Under this premise, Longtiaotiao Children's Clothing Company was established to officially enter the children's clothing industry, and 'Longtiao Toy Company' was established to officially enter the toy industry."
Chapter completed!