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Rong Xin, the top secret room.

On a neat and square conference table, Fang Huaiye and the guests he had repeatedly invited were sitting facing each other.

While the other party bowed his head to sip tea, Fang Huaiye quietly observed and thought.With a round face, black-rimmed glasses, and a stocky appearance, such a middle-aged man who can't be found in the crowd is the key to helping Beishan Technology complete the entire supply chain?

"Mr. Fang really deserves to be a man of all sorts, even the tea set used to entertain guests is so good." From the moment I met the other party, I have been playing Tai Chi with him.

"Director Zhong is polite." He closed his eyes and smiled, "The old company is just fussy, not as trendy and energetic as Beishan Technology."

"Hey, each has its own merits."

"Since each has its own merits, how does Director Zhong consider my previous proposal?"

Zhong Ziming gently turned the lid of the teacup: "I remember that I have already rejected Mr. Fang. The boss of Beishan has been kind to me, and now he is in the middle of employing people. Wouldn't it be ungrateful for me to leave rashly?"

"Business is business, what kind of favor are you talking about?" Fang Huaiye pushed the contract on the table over, "The point is that the price is right, are you right?"

"It's true—"

"Don't rush to refuse." He simply opened the contract and clicked on the annual salary number above, "Let's see my conditions."

Zhong Ziming's eyes moved down, and soon his face showed embarrassment, obviously he was not indifferent.

"Mr. Fang..."

"Beishan is still too immature, dry stocks are just empty promises, and there is nowhere to cash them in the short term. Rongxin is different. The shares I will give you are real money. Next year at the earliest, at the end of the year after that, once Rongxin goes public, you You can cash out and leave, and I won't even give you an option maturity period. How about it, is it interesting enough?"

With Rongxin's current size, as long as it enters the secondary market one day, the options in the hands of the executives will become hundreds of millions of banknotes.This temptation is too great, because Bei Shan's family background can't afford it at all, Fang Huaiye is confident that the other party will be tempted.

Sure enough, Zhong Ziming looked at the contract in his hand twice, pushed away the cup and asked: "If I really change jobs, what Fang always wants me to do."

"Simple." Fang Huaiye leaned back loosely, "After you come, do one thing first: stock up on the goods. Beishan's next explosive machine will use whatever chips, panels, speakers, and whatever goods you want. Take it all, the purpose is to make them unavailable."

"be able to eat?"

"Isn't it a blockbuster? There are plenty of sales." He asked with a half-smile, "There are no secrets in the TV industry. What they do is copied one by one, using the same raw materials to create an identical blockbuster, and the construction period is guaranteed." It’s shorter and the deposit is lower, will the market buy it?”

To put it nicely is called copying, and to put it badly it is called copycat.

"Mr. Fang, I want to remind you that the risk of doing this is not small. One aspect is to reduce inventory. If the delivery is not on schedule, the consumer will have to pay liquidated damages."

One person is small, ten people is big, the more people make appointments, the more it is not a small number.

But Fang Huaiye obviously didn't care.He doesn't care about the temporary inventory backlog. He thinks that Rongxin can afford it and play it well. What he should be afraid of is the fledgling Beishan. Once the supply chain is strangled, it is only a matter of time before the opponent is dragged down.

The two talked in secret for a long time, and it was not until before the next meeting that Zhong Ziming got up to leave.

"and many more."

He turned around.Fang Huaiye sat where he was, looking up at him at the door with his chin up slightly, his politeness on the surface couldn't conceal the arrogance in his bones: "Director Zhong, I forgot to ask you a question just now. Since you said that the boss of Beishan is kind to you, You must have met."

Zhong Ziming didn't seem surprised, and nodded: "Of course."

"What's his name?"

"Foreign names, you won't be able to remember them even if you tell them." He suddenly smiled inexplicably, "However, there is one thing you probably don't know. Beishan has not one boss, but two."

"Mom and pop shop?"

"No, father and son soldiers."

—

On the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival, the He family went to visit the tomb to worship their ancestors, and their parents scolded He Qiao along the way.

"You are so thin and you still refuse to go home. The aunts and nanny at home have taken care of you since you were a child. Isn't it more worry-free than you living outside alone?"

"I usually have to work overtime, and going back late will affect your rest."

"Stop doing this, you know how to fool me with these words all day long." He Mu was furious, "I don't care what you want to do, but you have to take good care of your body, there are more than [-] people Neither married nor had children—”

"Ahem!" Father He hurriedly interrupted.

"I know my own body well." He Qiao slowly turned his head and looked at those selling chrysanthemum incense offerings outside.Father He and Mother He looked at each other, only sighed silently.

No more words along the way.

After all, it is not Qingming, and there are not many people who come to visit the grave.After going to the East District to worship ancestors with his parents, He Qiao went to the West District by himself.

The west area is newly developed, most of the tombs are vacant, and the people buried in the ground have not been dead for a long time.He walked slowly and was not in a hurry, behind him both old people and children passed him one after another, walking forward in a hurry.

The air in the mountains is cool, pouring into the lungs and cooling the hot body.Surrounded by a thin layer of wet mist, it is a completely different world from the scorching sun below the mountain.

When he came to a certain tomb, he stopped slowly.

As expected, the kindly smiling face on the tombstone was covered by thick dust and fallen leaves.He didn't bring anything with him, so he could only squat down and push away the fallen leaves with his bare hands, and smiled at Shao Ningzhu's photo.

"Auntie, don't blame me for taking so long to see you."

The photo is too old, and the person still stays in the beautiful face of his youth. He felt a little pain in his heart, and slowly looked away to look at the road down the mountain.

"I wanted to come during the Ching Ming Festival, but unfortunately, I had some health problems and stayed at home for several weeks. Later, I heard from Peiyuan that the Fang family didn't come, so that's good, I guess you don't want to see them either."

"I've been fine recently. Living alone saves me a lot of trouble, that is, I need to take Wukong to the pet shop every time I go on a business trip." Speaking of Wukong, he smiled slightly, "Next time I will bring it to the pet shop." Look at it. It grows a lot taller, eats a lot, and is very mischievous."

"But..." the smile disappeared before it reached the eyes, "but I didn't take good care of it. Some time ago, I took it downstairs for a walk, and a kid wanted to touch it, but was scared by the scar on it and kicked it Two feet. The kid is also unintentional... I told it that it is not ugly, but it doesn't believe it, it always licks the scar, and refuses to eat well..."

As he talked, his eyes gradually fogged up: "Auntie, does the dog also have troubles? I took it to the hospital for injections, and did all the checks, but it just refused to get better."

Thinking of Wukong who was so sick that he couldn't stand up straight, He Qiao inhaled lightly, and then exhaled slowly, the breath was still trembling.After a while, he approached the tombstone and confessed in a soft voice: "Auntie, I know what you care about most, but I can't tell you. I'm ashamed, Auntie... I haven't looked for him, and I don't want to. Don't want to see him. Can you forgive me?"

Behind the locust tree not far away, a black figure who was walking towards this side suddenly stomped his feet, and was almost exposed in front of He Qiao's eyes.

But only narrowly.

After saying these heartfelt words, He Qiao leaned against the tombstone in silence for a long time. It took an unknown amount of time before he arranged the bouquet and wiped the photos spotless, and got up and walked down the mountain.

As soon as he left, the black figure stopped in front of the tomb for a short time, and then followed him down the mountain calmly.

The He family's car has been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time.

After getting in the car, looking back at the quiet mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, He Qiao felt empty in his heart, he didn't hold on to anything, and he couldn't confide in anything.Those things that have been accumulated in the heart and cannot be let go for a long time have taken root and sprouted on the dry bones, desperately plundering the few nutrients left in this body.

And those memories, whether they were plain and warm or painful, seemed to be nourished by his painstaking efforts. He looked at them day and night, but they couldn't touch them.

Don't think about it, just give it to time.

He leaned against the window and closed his eyes, missing the sunset and clouds along the way, and also missed the eyes in the car that followed him closely in the rearview mirror.

After returning to the city, night had already quietly fallen, and the bustling and bustling urban area diluted the feeling of loneliness a bit.After calling the pet hospital and learning that Wukong still can't be picked up today, he suddenly became even more reluctant to return to his deserted home.

I drove alone to the spur I used to go to, and it was still full of people and music.

"Mr. He is free to come over today." The parking attendant still remembered him, "Did you change the car?"

The Porsche was replaced by a Mercedes.

The space is confined and stuffy.After entering, he leaned back in the chair and propped his forehead. The drumbeat on his back soaked into his body, and he felt uncomfortable. He simply ordered several kinds of wine in one breath, ranging from strong to soft.

After eating Huangtang one after another, his stomach burned quickly, but after vomiting several times, he got used to the pain and didn't feel anything.After coming out of the bathroom and sitting back at the bar, the bartender pushed another glass of wine in front of him, "The one over there bought you a drink."

He turned his head, glanced in a dazed way, and hooked the heart of the person who wanted to strike up a conversation, and quickly boldly posted it warmly: "A person?"

He drank with his neck back without saying a word.

"Don't drink too much, I'll accompany you."

The man who came thought of picking up the corpse and poured him cup after cup.It didn't take long for him to fall into the arms of the other party, and left in a low-key way through the back door while being half hugged and half hugged.

Behind it is a dark alley. During the day, people from the bar move goods into it. At night, only drunks and wild mandarin ducks are left.

Before reaching the corner, He Qiao's stomach turned violently, and he arched up uncomfortably and gasped for air.He was vaguely conscious when the small bottle for fun was put under his nose, and he tried to struggle during the process, but finally took a sip, and was pushed back against the wall.

His heart rate accelerated, his upper body was flushed, and he felt dizzy, but the expected hand did not touch him.

Just a second before the zipper was touched, the man behind him was suddenly thrown away by the back collar.

"roll."

Seeing that Wen Mo was angry, there was no one to replace him when he got sick.

Feelings are hurt more and more unforgettable, but it's not that He Qiao still wants to be with Fang Shaoyang, this can be distinguished.In addition, how could anyone think that Fang Shaoyang slept with Wang Keyu? It didn't say that in the article, and he wasn't so bad.And he made a comeback on his own, which will be discussed later.