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"It turned out to be him?!" Liu Sheng suddenly stood up from his chair, "Why isn't he dead yet!"

The office suddenly became eerily quiet.

Less than two years have passed, and everyone's memory is not that great. Not only the employees of the Fang family and Rongxin, but even the media and insiders in the industry don't remember who Fang Shaoyang is.They neither forgot Fang Shaoyang, who was only one step away from Rongxin's top leader, nor Fang Shaoyang, who left the forensic center in despair.That one sentence that Shake the Tree is beyond self-control is obviously an open challenge to the deeply rooted Rong Xin and the Fang family.

The experimental results were released together with the open letter. The chip with "Consonance" written in black and white has serious safety hazards with heat dissipation. The solution is to change the chip or completely change the internal arrangement of the product.The former means that the most important raw materials that Rongxin hoarded are nowhere to be used, and the latter means that all designs are overthrown and restarted, and the consonance will not work.

Fang Huaiye couldn't believe it at first, and then lost his temper in the office, but it was too late to blame the technical department or investigate Zhong Ziming's whereabouts.

In order to rush to launch this time, Rongxin did not do a good pre-sale test at all, let alone a long-term use experiment.That's why Fang Shaoyang is so good. Don't you want to copy it?Okay, the paper is full of wrong answers, I spread the paper for you to copy, and I still have a chance to correct it before handing in the paper, but you don't even know where the mistakes are!

The other people in the room, one by one, all looked very depressed, because they knew well that there were only two paths before Rong Xin:

First, if the production is forced to ship as promised, the consequences of safety problems in the future will be unimaginable, and Rongxin’s decades-long foundation may be destroyed; It is different from automatically acknowledging the fact that copycats are made, and at the same time, it is necessary to separately digest excess chip inventory and bear the economic losses caused by delayed shipments.

Either way is a bad strategy, and it will cause a double loss for Rongxin's reputation and profit.The situation Fang Shaoyang set up for Fang Huaiye was almost a death situation, either Rong Xin died or Fang Huaiye himself died.

In the silence, Fang Huaiye stood up with his knuckles propped on the table. After a moment of silence, he kicked the table and chair in front of him with a bang.

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"Cough, cough, cough..."

In Heming's office, after reading the letter, He Qiao kept coughing, and his lungs were about to come out.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he sat on the balcony for half the night last night, and just now saw Fang Shaoyang's most brilliant and most ruthless side, and he couldn't suppress the discomfort in his body anymore.

He already knew that Fang Shaoyang was able to play with others in his hands, so what was so unexpected?

Zhou Peiyuan quickly poured a glass of warm water.He Qiao drank the glass of water slowly, and his knotted and burning throat felt relieved.

"Fang Huaiye still can't get through the phone?"

"I can't get through, do you want me to go directly to Rongxin?"

"Wait a minute, Fang Huaiye will come to the door soon."

After a moment of silence, Zhou Peiyuan suddenly asked without beginning or end: "Did you know beforehand?"

He Qiao didn't answer, just holding the cup.

"So you didn't even tell you what he did abroad in the past two years."

He Qiao thought this was ridiculous, but he really couldn't laugh, so he could only try to make his voice not sound so weak: "He doesn't need to tell me, and I don't want to know either."

Zhou Peiyuan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes didn't know where to stay, so he could only look out of the window again.

The night was dark and cloudy.

"The sky is about to change," Zhou Peiyuan said.

Yeah, it's going to change.

So many things happened that day, Rong Xin's, Bei Shan's, Fang Shaoyang's, Fang Huaiye's.

Heming and Rongxin depend on each other as lips and teeth, one is both prosperous and the other is damaged, and they cannot be separated in a short time, so Rongxin's crisis is also Heming's crisis.He Qiao worked until the early hours of the morning, answered countless calls, and the last one was from Rong Yue.

"How is it? Are you feeling better?" Rong Yue knew he had caught a cold.

"It's not good, and it's not bad." He rarely spoke like this, his voice was slightly lowered, and his spirit was a little negative.

Tonight, Rong Yue was on half the night shift, and had just been withdrawn from the consulting room.Hearing He Qiao's tone, he asked, "Still in the company?"

"Ah."

"I'll go find you."

"no need."

"Don't always reject me." Rong Yue pretended to smile relaxedly, "You are a patient and I am a doctor, you have to listen to me."

Fortunately he persisted.Seeing how bad He Qiao's face was, he almost became angry, and while driving, he patrolled the pharmacies that were still open.

"If you don't care about your body like this again, I'll tie you up to the emergency room and show you how hard it is for other people to live. Wait in the car for a while, and I'll go down and buy you a box of antipyretics."

"No need." He Qiao turned his head and looked at the endless stream of cars outside the window.

"No, you have to listen to me."

The air was silent for a moment, and He Qiao said, "If you are like Pei Yuan, we will never see each other again."

The tone is so alienated that it makes people feel cold.

Rong Yue froze for a few seconds, and slowly looked back at the road ahead: "It's my business whether to buy it or not, and it's your business whether you eat or not." It's like saying, whether you like it or not is my business, whether you accept it or not It's your business.

After arriving at the apartment, the atmosphere between the two was very light.

"You change your clothes and lie down first, I'll help you boil some water to drink." Rong Yue helped him to the door of the bedroom, turned around and went to the kitchen. The kitchen was still so lacking in fireworks, and the refrigerator was full of pure water.

He opened the main gas valve, leaned on the sink while heating the hot water, and was lost in thought, wondering if he still needed to keep going, and there was no conclusion until the water boiled.

Bringing water to the living room, I thought that He Qiao should have rested, but I didn't expect to find someone in the study in the end.

In the scholarly and elegant room, He Qiao sat silently on a black swivel chair, staring at the laptop intently, so concentrated that he didn't even notice that someone walked by.

"Busy?" Rong Yue put down his water glass, glanced at the screen in front of him, and found that it was the homepage of a technology company.

"Yeah." He answered a little absent-mindedly.

"What's the matter, is there anything special about this company?" Rong Yue walked around behind him and propped up a chair, with a more intimate posture, as if trying to make up for the few disputes on the road.

There was a very slight dodge on He Qiao's shoulder.

Rong Yue froze for a moment.

"It's nothing, just take a look." The mouse turned off the first webpage, but unexpectedly the second webpage appeared again, and the clear news content jumped into view: Fang Shaoyang, the executive president of Beishan Technology, once served as...

Rong Yue from behind didn't look any further.He moved his eyes to He Qiao's face, frowned slightly, "Are you checking him?"

"It's just for work, and today his company put—"

The laptop was snapped shut: "Don't read it, don't read it again in the future, I'm afraid your body won't be able to hold on."

As long as He Qiao encounters something related to Fang Shaoyang, he will either be hurt or sad, and his usual courage and indifference will disappear without a trace.While distressed, Rong Yue was very appetizing. He really hoped that he was the one who made He Qiao uneasy, but he was not.

He Qiao didn't argue with him.Probably in He Qiao's values, you should always maintain harmony with your friends, maintain politeness and decency, and try not to argue about things that are easy to disagree with.

Sitting until it was almost midnight, Rong Yue had no excuse to stay here, so he could only get up and leave: "I left the medicine for you, if you feel any discomfort at night, just call me, my mobile phone will not be turned off 24 hours a day."

"Ah."

He Qiao sent the man to the door and watched him get on the elevator before closing the door.

The night was dark and solemn, and there was only silence in the living room.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom and changed into his nightgown, the door was knocked again.He thought it was Rong Yue who had left and returned, and hurried over with his slippers on: "What did you forget?"

There was another person standing at the door.

Fang Shaoyang was dressed in night clothes, his face was flushed and dark, and his breath was heavy with the smell of alcohol.He Qiao reacted and wanted to close the door right away, but he pressed one hand against the wall and the other against the door, his body stuck firmly between the door and the wall: "Brother Qiao let me in..."

This claim made He Qiao dazed for a moment, he took the opportunity to slam the door, and then leaned his back against the white wall, propped his knees and gasped violently.

Really drunk.

He Qiao took two steps back, with a wary look on his face: "Go out, I don't welcome you here."

Fang Shaoyang's forehead was densely covered with veins, and two protruding blood vessels stretched from his temples to his ears. "Rong... If he can come, I can't come?"

He Qiao was forced by him to step back step by step, leaning against the edge of the hard shoe cabinet, his muffled voice could be heard next to his ears: "I have been waiting for you for more than two hours... Where did you go with him, why don't you go home ?”

"It has nothing to do with you, don't be drunk at my house." Feeling the hot breath, He Qiao turned his cheeks away abruptly.

"You are my wife, why have nothing to do with me?" He was so drunk that he couldn't distinguish between the past and the present, his sharp eyes approached him with the smell of alcohol, "you are not allowed to see him again in the future, I hate him."

The arms, the wall and the shoe cabinet formed a tight corner, and He Qiao was trapped in his body, feeling the familiar breath pouring into his body from all directions, and he couldn't escape.

A strong sense of humiliation emerged from the bones.

Didn't he already make it clear at that time that everything was a lie, a lie, and now that he was no longer of use to him, why did he pretend to care?

He stretched out his hand to push the person away, and as soon as he turned around, he was dragged back by the waist, his stomach slammed against the sharp corner of the shoe cabinet, and the pain penetrated his entire body from his lower abdomen in an instant.

"What am I not as good as him?" Fang Shaoyang hugged him domineeringly and fiercely, his sharp chin pressed against his shoulder, and lost his temper hoarsely, "Say! What am I not as good as? He, why do you let him go back to our home? Why do you want him to hug you and kiss you? "

"Fang Shaoyang!" He Qiao was convulsed with stomach pains, wanted to vomit but was hugged so desperately, within 2 minutes cold sweat soaked his forehead and hair, and even his vision became blurred.

At first he gritted his teeth and endured it, but then Fang Shaoyang's arms became tighter and tighter, causing his eyes to turn black, and his forehead to soles of his feet were painful.He lowered his head and wanted to break off the ten fingers made of cement around his waist, but Fang Shaoyang firmly believed that he was going to escape, and said incoherently: "Don't go, don't go, this is our home..."

"Fang Shaoyang—"

He bit He Qiao hard on the neck: "You are mine..."

"Go away Fang Shaoyang, you—"

He Qiao was so strangled by him that he couldn't even stand up straight, his body suddenly weakened in the severe pain, and his whole body weight was forced to lean on him.Fang Shaoyang hugged him horizontally, threw him on the sofa and bit his lip unconsciously.He Qiao stretched his arms to hide desperately, the upper half of his body was so painful that he was almost paralyzed.

"I'm so happy today, Brother Qiao, can you stop sleeping? Tell me a few words, can you praise me?"

"I finally won... I won... Eldest Brother lost to me, Dad also lost to me, no one can look down on me anymore." The chaotic drunken words followed one after another.

He Qiao endured the severe pain to touch the undrinked glass of water next to him, and poured it head-on!Fang Shaoyang was startled, his portrait seemed to be three-point awake, and he stared straight at his face.

Taking this chance of being wrong, he tried his best to break free from the shackles and rushed into the bathroom, knelt in front of the toilet and vomited violently.At first, I could spit out something, but then my stomach emptied, turning over and over, it was just blood mixed with water, and a fishy-sweet breath surged in my mouth.

Gradually, his tinnitus started to ring, and his whole body seemed to be buried under water. The sound of his own vomiting seemed to be far away, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

When he was in a panic, there was the sound of staggering footsteps behind him.He knew it was Fang Shaoyang, so he quickly endured the discomfort and pressed the flush button.As soon as he supported the wall and stood up tremblingly, he was caught off guard by his tall body and hugged him into his arms, "Brother Qiao... Are you suffering from stomach problems again?"

A muffled voice pressed against his ears.

"I'm going to buy medicine for you...don't be afraid..."