Second-rate goods

119.

There was a loud commotion in Han Wei's office. The assistant was worried and was about to knock on the door. Someone patted her on the back, and her hand froze immediately. When she turned her head, Ye Mi was standing behind her.

Ye Mi pouted at her, she immediately understood and stepped aside.

"Mr. Han, what's the matter?" Ye Mi didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door open and walked in. The room seemed to be robbed. Han Wei stood by the window smoking a cigarette indifferently, and she frowned involuntarily.

"Mr. Han," Ye Mi called him again, "Who are you having trouble with?"

Han Wei turned around slowly, exhaled the smoke ring, picked up the ashtray that fell on the ground without saying a word, and extinguished the cigarette.

Ye Mi couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Han Wei walked back to the desk, bent down to pick up a white paper, flipped through it casually, and handed it to Ye Mi.

"I was very optimistic about this project at first, and I wanted to recommend it to you... but I guess... there is no chance to start it."

Ye Mi took the proposal and held it in his hands, not intending to open it.

She couldn't see what Han Wei was thinking, so she could only comfort her and said, "Oh, don't be so sad. Although the situation is not good, there is still a chance to save it. As long as the second bonded warehouse can be completed on schedule, we will Before the data is leaked, the contracted brand can be launched in advance, and another round of publicity can be cast to cooperate with..."

"Time is too late," Han Wei interrupted her, "...we don't have much time."

"B round, if the B round can be successfully financed, you can continue to upgrade the platform if you have money, and get in touch with more high-quality brands and suppliers."

"We did not raise a small amount of money," Han Wei paused, "...this year has just begun, Mint Chromatography has not yet achieved a solid turnover and user growth rate, and it is not easy to write a business plan. If you rush Even if we succeed in raising funds in advance, I am afraid that investors will use more stringent bets to restrict us, fail to achieve unrealistic performance goals, and even be in debt and be imprisoned.”

Ye Mi stared straight at him, and after a long silence before speaking, "...if the sales are really not completed as scheduled, then... it's fate."

Han Wei smiled wryly and shook his head, "Mr. Ye, you never said such things before."

Ye Mi's tense face finally cracked.

She knows that in Han Wei's eyes, she is a strong woman who kills and decides, a work machine that never sleeps, and a heroine who is vigorous and resolute, but is this really her?

The "before" in Han Wei's mouth represents correct judgment, success without business trips, and undeniable courage.But this is not the "before" she wants Han Wei to remember.

Her "before" was earlier than the "before" in Han Wei's mouth, and it started when her eyes kept chasing a boy.

"Han Wei," Ye Mi rarely called him by his full name, and Han Wei subconsciously became nervous, "...You seem to have never asked why I insisted on asking you for mint chromatography."

Ye Mi's words seemed to contain a lot of thoughts, like a prelude to heart and soul, Han Wei felt faintly uneasy,

"Why... Isn't it because I know Ye Ling? It happens that I have money, and you have ideas, and you know the basics, and hit it off." Han Wei immediately added, "There is also an alumni plot, right?"

After speaking, Han Wei laughed dryly a few times, even through the air, he could feel Ye Mi's changing emotions.

Ye Mi looked at Han Wei without making a sound, complex colors rolled in her eyes, and after a few minutes, she opened her mouth and said two words.

"That's right." Ye Mi said, then pulled the corner of her mouth and forced a smile.

120.

Tang Yiqu didn't see Han Wei's WeChat message until he got in the car.

Xiao Qiaoqiao is "difficult", and Chairman Xiao is also difficult to deal with. Fighting against these two people, there is no time to look at the phone at all.

While calling Han Wei, he rubbed the watch on his wrist, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily. After beeping for a long time, no one picked up on the other side, and the call was automatically hung up.

It's getting late, and it's time for Han Wei to get off work. Didn't you hear that he was working overtime?

Tang Yiqu dialed twice more.Without exception, no one answered.He gave up and sent a voice message saying, I will wait for you when I go home.

121.

The screen of the mobile phone lit up again in the dark. After vibrating for about 30 seconds, the backlight finally dimmed, and the screen displayed a missed call A Tang (3).

After less than two seconds of silence, Tang Yiqu sent a WeChat message.

Han Wei stared at the phone without blinking, his eyebrows were frowned, the smoke on his fingertips had burned to the end, and the ash was crumbling.

He let out a heavy breath, crushed the cigarette butt with his toes, and slid away the WeChat message, Tang Yiqu's voice permeated the silence.

The dark clouds are thick tonight, covering both the moon and the stars. Han Wei is sitting on the front porch of the glass coffee house, and the darkness shatters his back.He held up his mobile phone and listened to the voice "I'll wait for you at home" over and over again.

Accompanied by Tang Yiqu's voice, the scene of that day appeared in front of Han Wei's eyes, vividly.

After Tang Yiqu was moved, he excitedly discussed with him how to renovate and decorate.

He wants to clear out the largest wall, paint it in sky blue, order racks, and hang all the snowboards he has now and the ones he will have in the future on the wall. The snowboards are displayed in an orderly manner, like training Well-trained soldiers, salute their masters.

Tang Yiqu opened his arms, gestured roughly, smiled like a primary school student, and said to Han Wei: "My boards finally have a home! By the way, I will put them together with your boards..."

No matter how old you get, a man will always look like a child in front of his hobbies.

Who would have thought that Tang Yiqu, the former playboy, would be so easily satisfied.What he wants is no different from the general public, but the same taste and heart.

……

……

When the thoughts came back, Han Wei had already piled up a lot of cigarette butts at his feet.

Cigarette butts are like worries, soot is like loneliness.They are all telling the same thing

—he was jealous, jealous to the point of madness.

——I was so jealous that I didn't even have the courage to question him.

122.

Wei Jing did not regret sending the photo to Han Wei.

Even if he had an unhappy breakup with Han Wei, he never regretted it.

Han Wei once promised him that he would never be with Tang Yiqu in this life, he broke the contract first, and he was just punishing those who broke the contract.

Love is always selfish.

How can one ask for selfless love? This is too contrary to human nature.

The moment he pressed the send button, there was another sad person this night.

123.

When Tang Yiqu arrived home, the room was dark and Han Wei was not at home.

He took a shower first, and then went into the study.

Under normal circumstances, he would not take the work home to deal with, but the company could not deal with this "work".

He spent a lot of effort just collecting these evidences. Although it is only a quarterly account book of financial fraud, it is enough to prove that Mingrui's current situation is very bad. Just like Qishan back then, there is only corrosion under the gorgeous shell. Hollow holes.For a company that dares to misappropriate capital reserves, there must be fraud in the profit and performance data.

Li Yongkui wanted to quit, find another company to take over, and start anew.

Ever since the Wan Fengling incident, Tang Yiqu had doubts. He felt that everything was a mess.

He speculated that Li Yongkui was making false information to let other listed companies redeem his shares, and gradually withdraw from Mingrui to cash out.The largest shareholder of Tan Hualin is a natural person—uncle Li Yongkui, who accounts for almost 90% of the shares and can be completely independent from Mingrui.Mint Chromatography was invested by Tan Hualin, an unexpected Kirin company. Li Yongkui wanted to use a gambling agreement to hold Han and Ye and make them lose control and shares, and Mint Chromatography fell into the bag firmly.

It really is an old fox.Tang Yiqu narrowed his eyes and lit a cigarette.

Once the mint color spectrum is taken over by Li Yongkui, it will undoubtedly be listed soon. Han and Ye are equivalent to making wedding dresses for others for free.

Plan ahead, get rid of the golden cicada, cash out safely, and ordinary people will be satisfied. Wouldn't it be fun to go abroad with hundreds of millions of cash to live in peace.

But this is Li Yongkui, a business tycoon, how can he be compared with ordinary people.

Li Yongkui has been immersed in the business world for decades, always hoping to reach the top, and has been completely infected by money and power.

Tang Yiqu rested his chin and stared at the computer screen worriedly.

Li Yongkui will not let go of the fat of mint chromatography.So what can he himself... help Han Wei.

That day, the Xiao family came again to ask the headhunter to contact him.

The turnover of personnel in the PE and VC circles is extremely frequent. It’s no surprise that I dig you one today and steal one from you the next.

Tang Yiqu had refused many times, but this time...he abnormally agreed to have a chat.

Han Wei accidentally chatted with him, and there is a very high probability that the lead round of their B round is Tan Hualin.

Tang Yiqu has been thinking about the B-round of Mint Chromatography in his heart, so he made a decision.

124.

Han Wei walked into the bedroom in the dark, Tang Yiqu had already fallen asleep.

He was exhausted physically and mentally, and he didn't bother to take off his clothes, so he threw himself on the bed, the movement was too loud, Tang Yiqu woke up rubbing his eyes.

A strong smell of tobacco instantly overwhelmed Tang Yiqu's sense of smell - Han Wei smoked a lot.

Han Wei was lying on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, his coat was still on, and his hair seemed to be covered with night dew. He looked sluggish, but exuded a kind of laid-back sexiness.

Tang Yiqu stared at him closely and rolled his Adam's apple.

"Old Han," Tang Yiqu gently stroked his face, "Take off your clothes and go to sleep."

Han Wei's eyes moved, but they didn't open.

"Old Han, what's the matter with you? You are not happy, is someone bullying you, come and tell me who it is, and I will teach him for you..."

Han Wei suddenly opened his eyes and said expressionlessly, "...you, you bullied me."

Tang Yiqu couldn't laugh or cry.

"...Okay, then tell me, how did I bully you?" Tang Yiqu asked with great interest.

Han Wei turned his head and buried his face in the pillow without saying a word.

Tang Yiqu turned over suddenly, straddled Han Wei's waist, pinched his chin, and turned his face to face him.

"Yo, lost my temper."

Han Wei rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Tang Yiqu said while scratching Han Wei's itchy flesh.

Han Wei grabbed his destructive hand with a gloomy expression, "Stop making trouble and go to sleep."

Tang Yiqu pretended not to hear, and continued to tickle the person. Han Wei suddenly turned over, grabbed the wrist, and pressed the person under him.

"I said, don't make trouble." Han Wei condescendingly looked down.

Tang Yiqu suddenly felt flustered and short of breath, feeling that the Han Wei in front of him was a little different from before.

Han Wei's eyes were glued to the large piece of skin exposed by the neckline of Tang Yiqu's pajamas, and then along the straight collarbone, he climbed up the muscular neck and reached the round and full earlobes.

The wet desire is obvious.

He suddenly leaned over, bit Tang Yiqu's protruding Adam's apple fiercely, nibbled and sucked kisses along his neck, leaving obscene water stains.

"...you are mine, you can only be mine..." Han Wei whispered next to Tang Yiqu's ear.