Zheng Bin was 28 years old, an ordinary white-collar worker by most people's standards. He earned a little over 20,000 yuan a month, but after taxes, car payments, and his mortgage, 15,000 was already gone. The 5,000 yuan left over made it very hard to get by in this international metropolis. He genuinely didn't even dare look for a girlfriend.
So, unless he had a good reason, he really didn't dare eat out. He could only cook himself some noodles at home.
Fortunately, Qinglin Tomato Sauce had come along, letting him enjoy something delicious and keeping his life from feeling too bleak.
That had made him a loyal fan of Qinglin Company.
He'd also always hoped to visit Qinglin Villa someday and see the birthplace of Qinglin Company.
People online had long since posted pictures of the little villa Qinglin Villa used to be.
Everyone knew that Qinglin Villa had once been a run-down little resort whose owner had gone bankrupt and ended up behind bars. The boss of Qinglin Company had taken a liking to the place and bought it at auction for 1.2 million yuan. After a great deal of hard work, he had built Qinglin Villa into what it was today.
Only after that came the food company. It, too, had originally been a very small business. Its former owner had run into trouble paying off his unworthy son's debts, and the boss behind Qinglin Company had bought it for a little over a million yuan. Gradually, it had become the Qinglin Food Company of today.
After that, the boss of Qinglin Company met Professor Li Kai, and Qinglin Laboratory was born.
These details had naturally been released with Zhao Moqing's approval. She'd had Lin Lanzi and the Multimedia Department spread the word. Otherwise, it would have