A fire in the suburban base completely burned down Silk Zhiheng. The production line, which was easy to get back into operation, no longer has such a large amount of money to repair and operate. The cause of the fire is still under investigation, and it is unknown when the results will be known. The insurance company's compensation can only be obtained until the cause of the accident is determined, but that amount is a drop in the bucket compared to the company's losses. Silk Zhiheng really fell into the moment of life and death.

The research and development of Xincheng Yuejin has adopted the new technology of adding tea extract to fix the color, and is doing the final comparison test, but it was burned by a fire, and all the hard work was burned.

All the directors of Silk Zhiheng are now silent. Except for bankruptcy or merger and acquisition, there is no life. Silk Road, which has always been keen on merging and appointing Silk Zhiheng, is more active at the moment, and a rare opportunity is in front of them again, Jiang Zhengqi of Silk Road personally went out to meet Zhao Xinru again, but this time Zhao Xinru did not see him again. Jiang Zhengqi was helpless, and began to act separately again, and began to break through Director Zhang and Director Ma.

For a few days, I felt like I hadn't woken up from a big dream. I can't believe that Du Heng and Zhao Shinan died like that, and I can't believe that Zhao Yijing was burned to the hospital bed by the fire.

I drove Zhao Yijing's car alone to the base on the outskirts of the city. The ruins all over the ground made my heart numb with pain. I walked to the side of the small building, and there was a cordon next to it. The accident has not been investigated and cannot be lifted. It wasn't until I saw the scorched black and broken eyes that I came back to my senses clearly, and the fire had really brought an enterprise that carried the dreams of two generations to the brink of death.

A few wisps of warmth from the early spring sent by the wind, I was wandering around the small building, and suddenly saw two middle-aged people in their forties, who were coming around from the back of the building, with a depressed face, and one of them said: "It seems that I can only go to Si Zhiheng to discuss." The other nodded in agreement.

I couldn't help asking, "Are you two also employees here?" I'm Dong Zhao's assistant, what's the matter with you?"

The two looked at me and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good." We are from the R&D department, and there are still a lot of materials in the building, and I don't know if they have been completely burned. We want to go in and find out. Even if Silk Zhiheng no longer does research and development, a lot of data will still be used in the future. It's a shame to throw it away like that. However, the relevant departments are not allowed to enter, and they must get instructions. So we are trying to talk to the directors of the company. ”

Those data are also all Zhao Yijing's efforts in the past few years. I didn't hesitate and said to them: "I'll go back and ask Zhao Dong for instructions, and contact you after I get the instructions." ”

Three days later, through Zhao Xinru, I found the relevant departments and got the instructions to enter the small building, and the two of them searched for a long time in the burned R&D room, and found some data backups and some samples that had not been completely burned. A man surnamed Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, plus the computer saved at home, the previous hard work was finally not completely destroyed." ”

My heart moved, and I asked: "Ye Gong, if we continue to research and develop now, how much more money do we need?" Since the information is still there, the rest is a matter of money. If it weren't for a lot, I would have to think of a way, and I would be a little bit closer to success, and I was really unwilling.

"Continue?" Ye Gong's eyes widened in surprise, "Do we still have the funds to continue?" After speaking, he looked at me and shook his head, "Miss Song, let's not talk about the personnel cost, reagent consumables are ordinary expenses, and they also cost millions, the key is that the instruments and equipment have been burned, if you re-purchase all the instruments, spectrophotometers, surface tension measuring instruments, computer colorimeters, etc., there are dozens of things, don't think about it without tens of millions." ”

Tens of millions of people's enthusiasm gradually faded again. After separating from the two R&D personnel, I went to the hospital alone. On Tuesday afternoons, you can go in and visit for an hour. I waited from noon to three o'clock in the afternoon, and finally I could look at Zhao Yijing up close for the first time after the fire.

He just lay there quietly, relying on the cold instruments to breathe. His eyes were closed, and his eyebrows were furrowed. The familiar resolute and clear outline looked a little painful and difficult at the moment, yes, he still had so many things that he couldn't let go. My heart was painfully split, his hard work, his Cheng Yuejin, all fell with him.

I looked at the nurse almost pleadingly, "When will he wake up? It's been days, why is he still like this?"

The nurse shook her head a little embarrassed: "I don't know. The doctor said that this situation is not good, there have been people who have been in a coma for many months, and some people have never been-" Saying that, he felt that he had lost his mouth and hurriedly covered his mouth, and whispered to me: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao's condition has not deteriorated." It's leveling off for now. ”

When I heard the word "deterioration", my heart trembled, and in this kind of ward, life and death are momentary things. I caressed my stomach and mourned in my heart, God has tormented me and him for a lifetime, in this life, return my respect to me. Zhao Yijing, Zhao Shinan, you said that you would save me once in your life, and you saved me, but why didn't you get up yourself? If you don't get up, what should I do with my children?

When I came out of the hospital, I stayed in the car for a long time, and my tears flowed so wantonly. Watching my beloved in the hospital bed, that kind of distress, that kind of powerless madness, made me on the verge of collapse. It took a long time for me to wipe away my tears, let out a long breath, and slowly started the car. I can't collapse, there are children, there is silk constant, I can't fall again.

What else can be done to save Si Zhiheng, and who else can I go to? The people I knew were circling in their minds one by one, and suddenly thought of Academician He, people will suddenly have inspiration when they are in a hurry, and a flash of inspiration came to my mind, yes, why not use the equipment of Academician He or Lao Qin and their academy to continue to develop into Yuejin? Their laboratory instruments and equipment are all ready-made. This kind of situation is not uncommon in universities, and there will also be institutions that have received projects but do not have laboratories to seek cooperation, and they will pay to borrow laboratory equipment.

Thinking of this, my whole person is a lot clearer. I hurriedly went back and sent an email to Academician He and asked about relevant matters. Academician He quickly gave me an affirmative answer. I went to the company to find Zhao Xinru and talked about continuing to develop Cheng Yuejin.

Zhao Xinru was almost crushed by this succession of things, and his gaze at me was a little cloudy: "Qingyang, is it necessary to continue research and development?"

"Yes!" my voice was firm, "Cheng Yuejin is the hard work of Yi Jing, and it is also the hard work of the Zhao family, and now it is close to success, and it can't fall short." Moreover, no matter what the fate of the company is, we have the core technology of Cheng Yuejin, and then apply for a patent, so that we will have a chance to turn around in the future. "Technology will always be the heart of the company, as long as we have a heart, are we afraid that there will be no time to reorganize the river and mountains in the future?

Zhao Xinru was not as confident as me, maybe the successive things had made him disheartened, he just asked me dumbly: "If you do research and development again, where will the funds come from, even if you say that the instruments and equipment can be borrowed from others, but you also have to pay for other people's expenses, reagent consumables, and personnel costs, which must be paid by the company." Where does all this money come from?"

I have already thought about this, I gritted my teeth and said to Zhao Xinru: "I can mortgage my company, and I will mortgage a few properties to me, and I will mortgage them to the bank, and the money should almost support the expenses of continuing research and development." ”

Zhao Xinru was stunned, looked at me almost incredulously for a long time, and asked: "Qingyang, have you thought about it? Are you not afraid that this money will be lost? In case Cheng Yuejin doesn't come out in the end, you bet all this to the bank, how will you live?"

I pursed my lips and shook my head: "Dong Zhao, I will keep the current house and have a place to live with my children." As for the future, it's a big deal to go out and find a job again, and there will never be hands still hungry. "Before I met Zhao Yijing, I had a salary of several thousand yuan a month, and I lived very well.

Zhao Xinru didn't speak, just looked at me for a moment, and sighed: "Qingyang, you surprised me again and again." ”

I quickly completed the mortgage procedures, put my own company, Zhao Yijing gave me real estate, shop also staked out, and after contacting Academician He, I was ready to transfer the R&D personnel of Silk Zhiheng to the laboratory of Academician He in Beijing, and continue to make the final breakthrough of Cheng Yuejin. I didn't have time to go to Beijing, so after explaining the situation of Academician He to Ye Gong, I returned to the company.

The situation of Silk Zhiheng is declining, and after the fire, it is a surplus of creditors. When I returned, Zhao Xinru's office was tightly surrounded by debt collection from several companies, and one of them had a loud voice: "Zhao Dong, it is not a day for us to cooperate with Si Zhiheng, it is not that there is no trust, but now Si Zhiheng is already in this situation, you can't pit us, the payment is the livelihood of our company throughout the year——"

One didn't finish speaking, and the other interjected: "Dong Zhao, we still have 300,000 yuan for the final payment, and we haven't given it yet——"

Spring, this is not the season to ask for debts, but because of a fire, the reputation of the silk Zhiheng has been forced to the dilemma of creditors again, Zhao Xinru is inside, full of white hair makes people look sad, and his face looks a little bad, but no one sympathizes with this old man, and he keeps talking, I can't help but squeeze forward and say: "Don't worry, everyone, there will be a solution-"

Before I finished speaking, a person next to me was excited, and he waved his hand without replying: "It's your turn to speak." The hand almost landed in my face, and I ducked back, slid under my foot, and dodged backwards. In a hurry, I was busy holding my stomach, but I was firmly supported by a pair of hands behind me.