Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

The failure of the bidding not only disrupted his father's plan, but also made him lose his dominant position. Only by winning this key investment can he restore the family's reputation and perhaps turn the whole situation around.

Thinking of this, He Zhicheng gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Dad, I will go. Please rest assured, this time, I will never let you down again, I promise you."

He Wenliang looked at his son with deep and complicated eyes, feeling helpless.

If the situation had not forced him, he would not have let He Zhicheng take on this important task.

"You've already fallen twice. I hope you've really learned your lesson this time. Remember, this is not only your last chance, but also our last chance as a family."

In the remaining time, every day seemed like an endless torment, living in the world like a walking corpse, dependent on others.

He Wenliang was silent for a moment, patted his son Zhicheng's shoulder gently, then turned and left the ward.

Looking at his father's gradually receding figure, an indescribable anger surged in He Zhicheng's heart. The pressure in his chest almost suffocated him, and the bitter taste rushed straight into his throat.

However, he suppressed the impulse, clenched his teeth that were oozing blood, and whispered two words in a hateful tone: "Zhou Qi."

The matter in Nanyue has been settled, and someone will naturally take over the remaining trivial tasks. Du Bowen will ensure that everything is in order.

As for the matters concerning the branch company, they have also been properly arranged. It is nominally affiliated with Hualong Teng'ao, but its actual operations will be carried out in Hai City. However, due to current restrictions, it has to be temporarily established in Nanyue, and it will be able to operate independently when the time is right.

Since the situation had been decided, Zhou Qi didn't need to stay here any longer. The next day, he took Lin Ruixue back to his hometown.

Now that Lin Dong has relieved himself of the heavy responsibility of being the factory director, he leads a particularly leisurely life. This time, while Zhou Qi and his wife were out, he and his wife came to the city to enjoy family happiness.

After learning all this, Zhou Qi smiled and suggested, "Dad, you and Mom can just live here. Our home is very spacious, and I'm planning to have my old house renovated for Junfeng to use."

Faced with this thoughtful kindness, Lin Dong smiled faintly, as if he had other plans.

Lin Dong said casually: "I've been living comfortably for a long time..." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qi's cell phone suddenly rang.

The caller was Zhang Wenhui, deputy director of the cotton mill. His familiar voice came through the receiver, suggesting that they should have a good reunion after a long separation.

However, behind Zhang Wenhui's relaxed words, Zhou Qi sensed a trace of worry. Obviously, the other party was facing some difficult problems.

Looking back, it was with the help of Zhang Wenhui that Zhou Qi was able to use a truck to transport goods and thus earned his first pot of gold. From then on, whether it was selling apples or opening a branch factory, Zhang Wenhui would always appear.

Although their initial collaboration was based on business interests, they developed a certain friendship over time.

If there was really anything he could do to help, Zhou Qi would naturally not stand idly by.

Without waiting for any further thought, Zhou Qi readily agreed.

At this time, Han Juan came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands and complaining: "The fish is already cooked, why are you in such a hurry to run out? You are so busy all day that you don't even have time to have a good meal."

"Who's calling? So urgent?" Lin Ruixue asked with concern.

"It's Lao Zhang, the former factory manager. It seems that he needs my help with something." Zhou Qi explained and turned to his mother, "Mom, I'm sorry, I will be back as soon as possible."

"Okay, Xiao Zhou is doing big things, there's no need to rush to eat." Lin Dong waved his hand, "Go ahead, we're at home, be careful on the road."

About twenty minutes later, Zhou Qi arrived at the agreed location, Shengyue Hotel.

Although it is slightly inferior to the luxury of big cities, it is one of the best places to go in the county.

In this place, there are not many choices besides eating and drinking. People often say that the smaller the town, the more attention it pays to food culture. In fact, it is only because the entertainment options are limited.

When he opened the door of the private room, he saw a table full of delicious food, and an unopened bottle of Maotai lying quietly on the side. Zhang Wenhui sat there alone, his brows furrowed, his face full of worry.

Seeing Zhou Qi coming in, his expression immediately became cheerful, and he hurriedly stood up to greet him: "Brother Zhou, we haven't seen each other since the party before the New Year. You have to drink a few more glasses today."

After some pleasantries, Zhang Wenhui's topic kept revolving around Zhou Qi's early struggles, and he was obviously trying to evoke old friendship.

Zhou knew it very well, but he didn't intend to beat around the bush and asked directly: "Brother Zhang, have you encountered any trouble recently?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wenhui sighed deeply, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face, and then he looked at Zhou Qi firmly and said:

"Brother Zhou, I have never asked you for anything in all these years, but this time I am really desperate and can only rely on you for help, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"What exactly happened? How could someone like Brother Zhang feel helpless?" Zhou Qi asked with concern.

Zhou Qi smiled and said softly: "You talk, I listen. If I can help, I will never stand idly by."

Zhang Wenhui took out two cigarettes from the cigarette box, handed one to Zhou Qi, lit one for himself, and after slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, he began his narration.

"It's really fate." Zhou ** laughed secretly. After listening to Zhang Wenhui's story, he found that this matter was inextricably linked to himself.

It turned out that during the Haishi subscription certificate craze, Zhang Wenhui was dragged into the game by his friends in Chunshi and plunged headfirst into this wealth game.

At that time, the price of subscription certificates skyrocketed like a wild horse, making it hard to resist.

As a result, Zhang Wenhui not only invested all his family savings, but also, driven by greed, used public funds that should not have been used.

He originally planned to cash out in a short period of time, which would both replenish public funds and make him a fortune. However, the reality went against his will. The warrant market took a sharp turn for the worse, and his capital chain broke instantly, plunging him into endless trouble.

In order to cover up all this, Zhang Wenhui had to move around, but the truth would eventually come out.

Now the cotton mill is facing suspension for rectification, and its superiors are about to conduct an audit of its accounts. Once the facts are verified, the consequences will be disastrous.

You know, this is a state-owned enterprise, and any illegal behavior will not escape legal sanctions.

Faced with such a predicament, Zhang Wenhui's small treasury had already run out of money. Although there were some savings at home, they were firmly in the hands of his wife.

What's more, he has another lover outside without telling his family. If everything were exposed in broad daylight, the situation would probably get even more out of control.

Although he got the position of deputy factory director thanks to his family background, this network of relationships no longer seemed so reliable at the moment.