The playwright lady overturned again

He came to Huo Yunfeng today to accuse Huo Jinyan of stealing his project.

Isn't it just to make Huo Yunfeng feel that Huo Jinyan is acting unethically and bullying him, so that he can take the opportunity to come back to the headquarters?

Huo Yunfeng looked at Huo Shenhao suspiciously, and asked hesitantly: "You really don't insist on going back to the headquarters anymore?"

"No." Huo Shenhao nodded very firmly, "I was thinking about it before. In fact, whether it is in the headquarters or in the branch, it is our Huo family's property, and they are all for the family. There is no difference."

Now I have learned to say these high-sounding words.

Huo Shenhao really didn't worry about whether he could go back to the headquarters immediately.

Anyway, this time the matter was not handled well, what Huo Yunfeng said just now was correct.

He is going back to the headquarters now, his name is not right, and he will be laughed at when he goes back.

It's better to continue to lie dormant in the branch for this period of time.

After thinking it through, Huo Shenhao finally showed a little smile on his face, and promised Huo Yunfeng with pride and ambition: "Grandpa, I will prove it to you personally, I am not weaker than Huo Jinyan."

He said: "Huo Jinyan's current achievements are only due to luck. Since he couldn't beat me at the beginning, he will still become my defeat in the future."

He was able to force Huo Jinyan out of the country back then, and now he will not easily admit defeat.

There was no happy expression on Huo Yunfeng's face.

He just looked at Huo Shenhao calmly, his eyes were even a little cold, and after a long time, he said to Huo Shenhao calmly: "It's good to have this little confidence."

"But I still want to tell you." Huo Yunfeng said in a serious tone with a slightly lowered tone, "After that, I won't give you any support no matter whether it's for you or Huo Jinyan."

Huo Shenhao felt a little strange, frowned and asked, "So, Grandpa, haven't you thought about cultivating Huo Jinyan?"

"Never." Huo Yunfeng said frankly, "I just think that you should be allowed to compete fairly. You are all children of the Huo family. No matter who among you inherits the Huo family in the future, it will be the same."

Even if Huo Shenyi is the one who inherits the Huo family, it's the same for Huo Yunfeng.

Before, he felt that Huo Shenhao had the talent of that year, so he devoted himself to cultivating Huo Shenhao.

But now he doesn't think so.

Only under the pressure of fair competition can Huo Shenhao grow, and he did this for Huo Shenhao.

It is impossible for him to protect Huo Shenhao for the rest of his life.

But Huo Shenhao obviously couldn't understand his good intentions, and said with a headache: "If you don't stand by my side, Grandpa, then Huo Shenyi and Huo Jinyan have joined forces, and the two of them deal with one of them, is it fair?"

Huo Yunfeng didn't comment, but said: "This is between you two."

He told Huo Shenhao frankly: "If you have the ability to get Shen Yi on your side, I won't stop the two of you from dealing with Huo Jinyan."

Huo Shenhao's eyes deepened a little, and he gradually understood, is this what Huo Yunfeng meant when he said that he would not interfere again?

Maybe give it a try.

Huo Shenhao's complexion looked better than before, and he felt relieved, and said slowly: "Grandpa hopes that you will remember what you said today, and will not interfere in the competition among juniors."

Although he also lost Huo Yunfeng's favor, at least Huo Yunfeng is currently independent and did not immediately support Huo Jinyan, which is enough.

After coming out of the old house, Huo Shenhao's face darkened in an instant, he kicked on the tree with a cold face and cursed angrily: "I'm not dead!"

He was really a little annoyed, he folded his hands on his hips and cursed heavily, "It's just that I didn't fight Huo Jinyan this time, what's the matter?"

Maybe Huo Yunfeng had this kind of thought long ago. Ever since Jian Moran planned to marry Huo Jinyan, did Huo Yunfeng think that Huo Jinyan was more valuable than him?
Thinking of this, Huo Shenhao became even more angry, Jian Moran is not a good thing either!

If she hadn't calculated herself and changed her mind temporarily, he wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation now.

In the study room of the old house, Huo Yunfeng and the butler looked at the surveillance screen on the computer, and their expressions were a little subtle.

It was the butler who said softly, "The Eldest Young Master is just too young and energetic, and he is somewhat impatient."

Fortunately, the surveillance can only capture pictures, and cannot hear what Huo Shenhao said.

Otherwise, Huo Yunfeng might immediately rush down and give Huo Shenhao two hits.

Huo Yunfeng sighed invisibly, and said earnestly: "I hope he can understand my good intentions."

Huo Yunfeng said slowly: "The three children of the Huo family, over the years, I have always treated him the best and had the greatest expectations for him, but what Jian Moran said last time reminded me."

The butler quietly stood aside, acting as a qualified listener.

Huo Yunfeng continued: "I can't care too much about one thing and lose another. It's not a good thing for Shen Hao to be too partial to Shen Hao and ignore Huo Jinyan."

This point was really figured out by Huo Yunfeng after Jian Moran lost his temper and said those disrespectful words.

Jian Moran is right, if the Huo family treats Huo Jinyan well again, Huo Jinyan will no longer treat the people of the country as his family.

He is still young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future. Given time, the achievements he can achieve may still be higher than Huo Shenhao. Huo Yunfeng has no reason to offend such a junior.

Huo Jinyan knew nothing about all this, he cooked the noodles and watched over to Jian Moran to finish eating.

It's easy to get sleepy after eating and drinking. Jian Moran was going to take a bath and rest, but received a call from Ji Jie: "Boss, something happened."

In a word, Jian Moran instantly woke up.

She was lying comfortably on the chair after eating, but she sat up straight at once, with a serious face: "What's wrong?"

Ji Jie's anxious voice came through the receiver, slightly distorted: "The factory warehouse is on fire."

Jian Moran stood up from the chair almost instantly, her face sank almost immediately, her brows were furrowed, her heart was beating suddenly, and her face was heavy.

She frowned, and her tone was even more difficult to hear: "What?"

"Don't worry, the firefighters are on their way." Ji Jie comforted Jian Moran, but her own tone was anxious, "The warehouse management is doing its best to rescue."

While answering the phone, Jian Moran picked up the clothes on the table: "I'll be right over."

Huo Jinyan was tidying up in the kitchen, when he heard the movement, he leaned out and asked, "Ranran, where are you going so late? What happened?"

Jian Moran had already walked to the entrance, and was lowering her head to put on her shoes: "There is a fire in the warehouse, I must go there immediately."

Huo Jinyan reacted almost immediately, quickly took off the apron with wet hands, and quickly followed Jian Moran's footsteps: "I'll accompany you."

Jian Moran had never felt that the elevator was so slow. Her heart was hanging in her throat, and her eyes were always on the number of floors that were jumping on the elevator.

Huo Jinyan held her hand and comforted her palely: "Ranran, don't worry."

But how could such a big matter not be in a hurry.

Originally, according to the agreed seven days, there were still two days before the new product could be launched, but at this time, the warehouse where the new clothing was stored caught fire.

Jian Moran couldn't say a word, her palms were covered with cold sweat.

Huo Jinyan was clearly by her side, but he didn't know what he could do for her. He could only drive faster on the premise of ensuring safety on the road.

The two arrived at the door of the warehouse almost at the same time as the fire truck. The flames were soaring into the sky. Although it was late at night, it also attracted many people, even journalists.

Seeing the monstrous flames at the scene, Jian Moran almost fainted without lifting his breath.

Ji Jie squeezed over from the crowd, looked at Jian Moran with a disheartened face: "Boss, you are here."

"How is it?" Jian Moran reached out and grabbed Ji Jie's hand, his face was pale, and when he spoke, he was still a little angry, "Are there any casualties?"

What she was most afraid of was that the people in the warehouse would not be able to evacuate safely when a fire broke out.

Ji Jie didn't react when she heard this.

She thought that the first thing Jian Moran cared about and wanted to ask was whether the clothes inside had been rescued.

Ji Jie's daze and silence for a while made Jian Moran's heart sink. He grabbed Ji Jie's shoulders with both hands and said excitedly, "Speak?"

"No!" Ji Jie finally came back to his senses, and quickly said, "Boss, don't worry, because it's already off-duty time, and there is only one manager on duty in the warehouse. He was outside when the fire broke out, and no one was injured."

Jian Moran breathed a sigh of relief.

Along the way, her biggest worry was the fear of casualties in the fire.

Dare their warehouses are filled with fabrics, and there are no explosives, otherwise, the consequences will definitely be worse than you and now.

Ji Jie's face was still tense, and she said solemnly: "The warehouse has rescued them in advance, but less than one-third of the batch of clothes that were originally produced have been snatched away, and the rest are all..."

Ji Jie shook her head with a heavy face.

Jian Moran's face also became serious, as if it was covered with a layer of ice.

Looking at the goods that Ji Jie snatched back, she felt her temples sore and unable to speak a word.

It only took the fire brigade more than ten minutes to extinguish the fire, but after the fire was extinguished, there were still burned fabrics and clothes in the warehouse, and they were all soaked in water.

Don't say that it won't be used in a short time, even if it is dried in the future, there is no way to use it to make high-quality clothes.

Looking at the messy warehouse in front of him, Jian Moran's heart sank unprecedentedly.

This time... it was really a heavy loss.

Before she could sort out her thoughts, Mr. Jane's call came.

Jian Moran only felt a headache, but still walked to a quieter place to pick it up: "Grandpa, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"How can I sleep here?" Mr. Jian's voice sounded particularly anxious, "Xiao Ran, how is the situation over there now?"

Jian Moran opened his mouth, but did not speak immediately.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes with a headache, reached out and squeezed her temples, and then said: "The situation is a bit bad, but there are no casualties."

One sentence exhausted her mentally and physically, so she took a while and continued: "Grandpa, you should rest first. The doctor said that you can't be tired recently. I will take care of things here. Don't worry about you and Second Uncle."

It's impossible to say not to worry.

But Mr. Jian didn't want to distract Jian Moran any more at this time, so he could only say: "You don't have to worry about us, deal with the matter over there first, I'm just asking you, what I'm most afraid of is killing people. Best."

After all, in order not to affect Jian Moran, Mr. Jian hung up the phone first.

They can't do anything for Jian Moran now.

No matter what happened, Jian Moran had to bear it by himself.