Late, eight o'clock.

The prompt sign in front of the hospital operating room still reminds that the operation is in progress, outside the door, Zhang Wenze and Guo Sheng and a group of Xinfa factory veterans, as well as dozens of workers who rushed to hear the news, have almost blocked the corridor, and there is a faint increasing trend, Zhang Mingyu's fall, not only related to the survival of Xinfa factory, but also affects the hearts of all employees of Xinfa factory.

"Bang dang!"

A few minutes later, the door to the operating room was pushed open, and a nurse with blood-stained gloves walked out of the room.

"Doctor, what's going on with my dad?"

"Are you alright?"

"What's wrong with him, factory director!"

“......！”

In a short moment, the nurse's way was surrounded by a noisy crowd.

"Oh, don't be around here, the operation is still in progress, I'm going to get the medicine now, you're pestering me here, you're joking with the patient's life! Get out of the way!" The nurse looked at dozens of gray-haired middle-aged and elderly people in the corridor, most of whom were over 100 and a half years old, and urged loudly.

"Doctor, I am an immediate family member of the patient, can you please tell me about his condition?" Zhang Wenze asked quickly.

"The patient has a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and is being rescued, and I am just a trainee nurse, it is useless for you to ask me, please get out of the way! Also, you immediately disperse the people, this is the operating room, if you gather here and cause other patients to delay the treatment time, who will be responsible?!" The little nurse threw down a sentence and walked through the crowd with a cold face.

"Okay, everyone heard the nurse's words, it's useless for us to guard here, let's disperse!" Guo Sheng looked at everyone and waved his hand: "I know that everyone cares about Director Zhang, and I can understand your feelings, but so many of you are here, you are really adding to the chaos!"

"Since I am not allowed to wait in the corridor, I will go to wait outside the building, the situation of the factory director is uncertain, I am not at ease!" An old worker responded stubbornly after hearing this.

"What's the use of you waiting, you're not a doctor, listen to me, go home, what's the situation with Lao Zhang, I'll inform you!" Guo Sheng persuaded bitterly.

"Okay, let's disperse!" Seeing this, the rest of the executives also began to bombard people, although the old employees in the corridor were reluctant, but they still retreated in an orderly manner, and soon, Zhang Wenze was left in the corridor, as well as Guo Sheng and two or three senior executives of Xinfa Factory.

"Alas......"

Zhang Wenze and the other noisy crowd dispersed, and finally felt that his ears were clearer, looked at the operating room and sighed deeply, and then sat on the bench on the side, rubbing his cheeks in pain.

He's struggling.

As a son, he hopes that Zhang Mingyu can get better than anyone else, but as a desperate businessman, he is hoping that Zhang Mingyu will not be able to get off the operating table, because only in this way can he logically take over Zhang Mingyu's inheritance and use it to repay his huge debts after cashing out.

Life and death.

Family affection and interests.

These choices, which are completely at the extreme, constantly collide in Zhang Mingyu's heart, making him feel tormented.

"Smack!"

Just when Zhang Wenze was in a dilemma, Guo Sheng sat beside him, put his hand on his shoulder, and a simple action frightened Zhang Wenze: "Uncle Guo, what's wrong?"

"Wen Ze, are all the documents your father received in the conference room true before? Are you really bankrupt?" Guo Sheng glanced in the corridor and found that no doctor was present, so he secretly handed over a cigarette.

"I didn't want to tell my dad about this, I don't know how it came to be like this!" Zhang Wenze took the cigarette and took a sip fiercely, even if Zhang Wenze had already killed Zhang Mingyu before, but he was not a perverted killer after all, just an ordinary man who was cornered by debt, so when things came to this point, he was really a bit of a godless.

"Stomp, stomp!"

At the same time, there was another sound of footsteps in the corridor, and then a doctor in a white coat and a medical mask stood in front of several people: "How many of you, who are the patient's family?"

"I am!" Zhang Wenze looked up and responded.

"Come with me, I'll talk to you about the patient!" the doctor said, turning to leave.

"Hula!"

Guo Sheng and the others on the side heard the words and got up one after another.

"Are you also an immediate family member of the patient?!" the doctor asked with a frown.

"Doctor, we've been old buddies for decades, he's ......"

"I'm talking about the patient's privacy, except for the immediate family, everyone else is waiting here, you come with me. The doctor finished speaking to Zhang Wenze, and walked forward without looking back.

"Uncle Guo, here in the operating room, you help me keep an eye on it!" Zhang Wenze threw down a sentence and followed quickly.

After the doctor walked to the corner of a corridor with Zhang Wenze, he continued to walk straight to the fire escape at the end.

"Doctor, where are we going?" Zhang Wenze looked at the end of the corridor where there was no longer an office, frowned and stood still.

"Bang dang!"

At the same time, the door of the storage room next to him was opened, and then a man who was also wearing a mask rushed out of the door in two steps, and one arm directly wrapped around Zhang Wenze's neck.

"You ......"

"Click!"

The other party didn't wait for Zhang Wenze to speak, and a big poplip that popped open directly against his chest: "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise, I'll let you rescue it too, believe it?!"

Zhang Wenze was stunned for a moment, and then was dragged into the fire escape.

"Bang dang!"

The man in the white lab coat casually locked the door leading to the stairway.

......

After Zhang Wenze was dragged into the stairwell by the man in the white coat and mask, he looked at it nervously and found that at the window of the stairwell, there was another person smoking with his back to him, and his brows were tightly locked: "Who are you? Why are you arresting me? Let me tell you, I am an overseas Chinese! If you dare to touch me, this will be an international incident!"

"Hehe, you're messing around abroad, and you're about to ask for food, so don't show me your superiority here, okay? My international friend? Otherwise, how can you still be buried in more than 9 million square kilometers of land in China?" The man who was smoking with his back to Zhang Wenze turned around and smiled slightly: "Meet me, I'm Lin Tianchi of Juding Company." ”

"Juding?" Zhang Wenze was stunned when he heard this.

"It seems that you are no stranger to us. Because Lin Tianchi was shot before, his left arm was still hanging from his chest with a triangular scarf, and he dusted his cigarette ash out of the window with his right hand: "Can you talk?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Wenze asked cautiously.

"Relax, I have no ill will. Lin Tianchi smiled slightly: "And there are many things we can talk about, such as the huge debts you have borne abroad, and Zhang Mingyu's persistence in Xinfa Factory, a lot, a lot...... Right?"

"Damn, you sent my information to my father, right?" Zhang Wenze heard this, and his emotions became excited again.

"You have something to say, but you have to adjust your emotions!" Xiao Qiao, who was wearing a mask, stabbed his clothes with the tip of the knife, bringing a trace of pain to Zhang Wenze.

"Your information is not what we gave to your father, it is Changjin Group, and you should be no stranger to Changjin Group. Lin Tianchi was expressionless: "Today, Yang Dong of our company went to talk to your father, and also offered him an extremely superior condition, do you think in this case, we will force your father, what does it have to do with digging our own grave?"

"Then why are you looking for me?" Zhang Wenze pondered Lin Tianchi's words, and really believed a little, because of the condition that Yang Dong mentioned at noon, Zhang Mingyu was really moved.

"In the past, Zhang Mingyu was alive, and he could call the shots in Xinfa Factory, so we were naturally not in a hurry, but now that your father is down, we must act, otherwise who is Xinfa Factory, it is not certain. Lin Tianchi responded in a flat voice.

"What do you mean?"

"Guo Sheng, the second-in-command of Xinfa Factory, is a member of Changjin Group. ”

"This is impossible! Guo Sheng and my dad have been old partners for decades! It is absolutely impossible for him to betray my dad!" Zhang Wenze replied without hesitation.

"Do you know that Zou Dehao, the workshop director of Xinfa Factory, was stabbed?" After Lin Tianchi asked a question, he glanced at Zhang Wenze's expression, and then picked up a file bag on the windowsill and threw it at his feet: "This is a transcript made by those murderers at the Public Security Bureau, which proves that the person who hired them is Han Liang of Changjin Group, and the address is provided by Guo Sheng." ”

"Whoa!"

When Zhang Wenze heard this, he bent down and picked up the file bag on the ground, and Da Fat and Xiao Qiao on the side did not stop him.

While Zhang Wenze was reading the transcript, Lin Tianchi continued to speak: "If Zhang Mingyu falls, then according to the division of shares, Guo Sheng will become the next temporary person in charge of Xinfa Factory. ”

"Why are you telling me this?" Zhang Wenze held the transcript and looked up at Lin Tianchi.

"You need money, I need land for Xinfa Factory, isn't that enough?" Lin Tianchi asked with a smile.

Zhang Wenze frowned slightly and was silent.

"Once Xinfa Factory falls into the hands of Guo Sheng, then Changjin will definitely use his chess piece to compete with us, and will not let us swallow the ground smoothly, if nothing else, it will be a very long process, but it doesn't matter, after all, Changjin can afford to wait, we can also afford to wait, but can you Zhang Wenze wait?!" Lin Tianchi smiled slightly, stepped forward, stuffed a business card into Zhang Wenze's breast pocket, and reached out and patted his arm:" 10 million cash, I will always prepare it for you, and when you become Zhang Mingyu's heir, you can contact me at any time if you want!"

"Stomp, stomp!"

After speaking, Lin Tianchi took Da Fat and Xiao Qiao directly down the stairs and disappeared into the corridor.

......

Another 40 minutes later, after an afternoon of rescue, Zhang Mingyu was finally out of danger and was sent to the ward.

Outside the door of the ward, Zhang Mingyu's attending physician was explaining the details to Zhang Wenze: "Originally, according to your father's situation, he should have been sent to the ICU, but the conditions in our hospital are limited, and the intensive care unit is already full, so he can only live in the single ward first!"

"Doctor, judging from my father's condition, what are the chances of him recovering?" Zhang Wenze asked the question that was most concerned about me.

"From my years of experience, it's going to be very difficult for him to recover. The doctor shook his head slightly: "His cerebral hemorrhage this time, the amount of thalamic hemorrhage is too large, it is estimated that even if a person wakes up, it will cause hemiplegia, and this disease also has a great impact on people's sanity, and the specific consequences, I can't guarantee you now, everything has to wait for the patient to pass the dangerous period." ”

"Wen Ze, in that case, let's take turns to serve Lao Zhang. Guo Sheng, who was on the side, heard this and interjected.

"Uncle Guo, you are old, don't toss at night, I'm staring at the hospital, you go home and rest, if you really can't rest assured, come over tomorrow during the day for me." When Zhang Wenze heard this, he responded with a calm face.

"That's fine. Guo Sheng nodded when he heard this, and looked at a few people next to him: "Then you all go home and rest, here in the hospital, let Wen Ze take care of it, let's divide the shift tomorrow and take turns to take care of Lao Zhang, we can't put the burden on Wen Ze alone." ”

"Okay!"

A few people greeted each other in front of the door and gradually dispersed, and after Zhang Wenze sent a few people away, he smoked three cigarettes in a row at the end of the corridor before pushing the door back to the ward with a gloomy face.

......

Downstairs in the hospital where Zhang Mingyu was treated, a private car was quietly stalled.

Inside the car.

"Second brother, this afternoon, Zhang Mingyu was hospitalized, and Xinfa Factory is going to be in chaos. Zhou Yuchen, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, was talking to Erdan on the phone in a low voice.

"Now we have let go of the other two factories in our hands, and it makes no sense to judge the success or failure of the Xinfa factory alone, over there, let them toss. Erdan hesitated for a moment, and responded in a steady voice.

"You mean, we don't care about the matter of Xinfa Factory?" Zhou Yuchen continued to ask.

"Now that the contradiction has been put on the surface, then it is already boring for us to use only one or two things to judge the success or failure of the hero, can't Chai Huanan use the third and fourth children to force Yu to spit out the interests of the family, then let's tie up his family, I also want to see what kind of answer he will give me when he is faced with the same choice as us!" Er Dan pressed his throat and responded with a very resolute attitude.

"I see. Zhou Yuchen hung up the phone, reached out and patted the driver's shoulder: "Withdraw." ”

"Brother Chen, are you not staring here?"

"It doesn't make sense. Zhou Yuchen nodded, adjusted the seat, and began to close his eyes and take a nap.

......

Upstairs of the hospital.

In the spacious and bright single room, Zhang Wenze stared at Zhang Mingyu on the hospital bed for a long time, and finally fixed his eyes on the oxygen tube next to the bed.

After the operation, Zhang Mingyu's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and various tubes were inserted in his body, lying motionless on the hospital bed.

"Dad, if you decide to sell Xinfa Factory and live abroad with me when I come back, then the ending between our father and son will not be like today. Zhang Wenze gently stretched out his hand and put it on the oxygen tube.

"Hiss!

Zhang Mingyu's breathing was weak and motionless.

"Dad, I'm really desperate, don't blame me for today's incident. Zhang Wenze stared at Zhang Mingyu's cheek for a long time, two lines of tears flowed from his face, and his fingers began to exert force.

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