I slept very unsteadily that night, and the next morning, the mobile phone rang, Zhao Xinru's phone, the voice was a little urgent: "Qingyang, the driver is not here today, take me to the company." ”

My brain banged again, listening to Zhao Xinru's tone, I was afraid that something would happen again. I didn't bother to ask more, so I quickly hung up the phone and drove over to pick him up and drive to Sizhiheng. He and I were in a hurry all the way, and there were a lot of vehicles and pedestrians on the road, so I had to concentrate on driving and couldn't talk to him distractedly.

The car quickly drove downstairs to Si Zhiheng, and I asked while helping him: "Zhao Dong, what's wrong?"

He didn't bother to answer me, and walked straight to the main building: "You'll know later." As he spoke, he entered the door of the building and went straight to Zhao Xinjian's office on the fourth floor. When you get to the door, you're not welcome, just push the door and enter.

In the room were Zhao Xinjian and the two directors, who were frowning and didn't know what to talk about, when they saw Zhao Xinru coming in, their eyebrows flashed with imperceptible panic: "Why are you here?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Zhao Xinru: "Let me ask you, as agreed at the shareholders' meeting yesterday, send a special person to the silkworm seed farm to cooperate and control the epidemic, have these tasks been implemented?"

Zhao Xinjian walked over and helped Zhao Xinru: "Don't be so angry." You haven't been in good health lately, so how can you be angry? Things have to be implemented one by one-------

Zhao Xinru pushed his hand away vigorously, a little excited: "You just need to tell me that the people sent by the company to deal with the epidemic control went or didn't go?!"

Zhao Xinjian saw that Zhao Xinru was angry, rolled his eyebrows, and said, "I didn't go." Yesterday there was a very important trade fair, and there were not enough people—"

Zhao Xinru's hand was raised, pointing at Zhao Xinjian, his fingers trembling slightly: "Are you going to kill the Zhao family and kill Si Zhiheng?"

"No, I didn't expect it either—" Zhao Xinjian explained, but there was a hint of panic on his face.

"Don't think I don't know what your heart is, you're just afraid that the matter will be resolved one day sooner, so that you can come back. Deliberately dragging people from the company to go. What are the priorities, do you understand? If you don't do the things that are clearly on the fire, what kind of trade meeting are you going to do?" Zhao Xinru has already left his anger, I have never seen him so excited, even yesterday, his emotions are forbearance. Even when he went to see Yijing, although he was not calm in his heart, he could still laugh indifferently.

But now he has some emotional eruptions. My heart was pounding, and I was beating very violently. I'm afraid something big has happened. I felt a little unsteady on my feet, and the bones in my whole body were rattling.

Zhao Xinjian said forcefully: "How can you think so? Yijing is also my nephew, how could I not want him to come back." I just didn't expect things to turn out like this. Zhao Xinjian rubbed his hands, and his face became a little pale, "We are discussing what to do, and we haven't figured out how to notify the shareholders yet-"

"Didn't you think about notifying the shareholders? or didn't think about how to protect yourself?" Zhao Xinru was unceremoniously, and his speech was very sharp. is worthy of the people of the Zhao family, and they all have a very sharp momentum.

Zhao Xinjian was blocked by Zhao Xinru and could no longer speak. Zhao Xinru sat on the sofa and relieved his breath, and said: "Yesterday I said that the factory would be closed and suspended for rectification, and you shouldn't take it seriously." Today's closure is a silkworm seed farm. Do you think it doesn't matter, silk can be purchased, right? Let me tell you, this is just the beginning, the next step, printing and dyeing factories, distribution offices, are indispensable. As Zhao Yijing expected, the factory was really suspended for rectification.

"Wouldn't it?" Zhao Xinjian rolled his fine eyes in disbelief: "The matter of the silkworm seed farm, what is the matter of other farms?"

"Simple-minded!" Zhao Xinru coughed a few times angrily and said: "If the above wants to compete with you, the matter of the silkworm farm is not enough to rectify your entire company?

Zhao Xinjian was also a little unconfident when Zhao Xinru said this: "Will they really be sealed?"

Zhao Xinru's body also trembled slightly due to anger, and it took a while to calm down, but he didn't speak again for a long time. Zhao Xinjian asked tentatively: "Why don't you hurry up and convene a shareholders' meeting to discuss and discuss?"

Zhao Xinru thought for a while and said, "It's okay." Hurry up and let everyone know, let's have a meeting in the afternoon. He looked at me and said, "Qingyang, let's go out to do errands first." I hurried over to help him up, and his feet were so wooden that he almost fell back onto the couch. I can't say the sourness in my heart, this old man is too tired.

Out of the building, I asked Zhao Xinru: "Are you going to see Yijing?" Now that the situation has reached a very critical moment, Zhao Xinru's solution may only be to ask Zhao Yijing. Zhao Xinru nodded: "Qingyang, you are very smart." ”

I quickly drove the car to the courtyard of Xiaobailou, Zhao Xinru went over, but he couldn't get in for half a day. I saw that something was wrong and followed. Only to hear the guard's voice was very official and stylized: "I'm sorry, the new order." The person you want to see is not allowed to visit again for the time being. ”

Zhao Xinru couldn't, took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone, maybe it was the relationship he was looking for before. But over and over again, no one answered. Zhao Xinru staggered, I hurriedly helped him steady, his expression suddenly felt a kind of depression, these days so many things, I haven't seen such weakness in his body as if he was drained: "Qingyang, let's go back." ”

I looked at the courtyard, a forbidden door, cutting off Zhao Yijing from the outside world and all contact with us. I got into the car with Zhao Xinru, Zhao Xinru's mobile phone rang suddenly, and I just stepped on the accelerator and quickly stopped, waiting for him to answer the phone.

The call was quickly over, and I excitedly asked, "Is there a turnaround time to see Yijing?"

Zhao Xinru's voice swirled heavily in the air: "With respect, his mind will always have a way to turn." Some people want to keep the silk constant, and they will definitely not let Yijing command the silk Heng remotely. After a pause, he said, "The call just now was from another executive director. Several large printing and dyeing factories and distribution offices were also ordered to be put in order. It is necessary to check whether there is any outflow of silk products that occupy the source of pollution. ”

Isn't this funny? The virus genetically modified silkworm seed has only entered the silkworm seed farm of Silk Zhiheng for a few days, how can there be a silk product infected, and even if there is, the virus has long disappeared in the process of high-temperature processing. I was angry: "Do you still talk about science?"

Zhao Xinru sighed: "It's time to come, it's all here." This was expected for a long time. ”

My hands and feet were cold, and my mind was circling these things over and over again, and things got worse and worse step by step. Almost overnight, everything collapsed. I don't know how to save this earth-shaking change? I can't help but be a little confused: "Could it be worse?"

Zhao Xinru was also silent, and said after a while: "It's still possible." If it is really like what Yi Jing said, the stock price has plummeted and someone has bought the bottom, it will be troublesome. As he spoke, he dialed a phone: "Xiao Wu, apply for the suspension of the company." Yes, right now. ”

The suspension is undoubtedly announcing to the world that something has happened to Si Zhiheng. But it's also a last resort. Always beware of someone taking advantage of the fire. My voice trembled a little: "Is this also what Yijing means?"

Zhao Xinru nodded: "He said that at the last moment, there was only suspension." ”

My heart hurts. The car was driving on the way back to the silk, but my mind ran far, far away, Zhao Yijing talked and laughed and strategized as if it was just yesterday, in a blink of an eye, but it came to this point. No matter how much brain, courage, and wisdom he has, there is always a hurdle that he can't overcome. This hurdle, Zhao Shinan in the previous life, and Zhao Yijing in this life, were all thrown badly. Could it be that this is a strange circle that generations cannot unravel?

The shareholders' meeting in the afternoon was very intense, Zhao Yijing was controlled, and everyone's reaction was not great. However, several factories were closed one after another, which finally touched the keen interest nerves of shareholders. The suspension was unanimously approved, but in fact Zhao Xinru had already found someone to do it. There is no problem in making up the formalities in this way. At present, the production of silk has also been affected, the silkworm seed farm has been sealed, the silk reeling factory printing and dyeing factory has been sealed, there is no silk, there is no way to print and dye, and the production of silk can only be temporarily stopped. Only a few integrated branches can barely operate. Even maintenance has become a problem.

I watched them back and forth, my brain was very wooden, very empty, I was just thinking, is he okay at the moment? Will there be a miracle, he suddenly pushed the door in, and made a decision in a calm voice?

It's a pity that everything, it's just my imagination.

The meeting didn't end until about eight o'clock in the evening, and I wanted to send Zhao Xinru back, when he suddenly said, "Let's go to the base on the outskirts of the city." "I know he's talking about Zhao Yijing's cooperation project with Italy on the outskirts of Nanjing, where the two production lines and Cheng Yuejin's R&D are there.

When I got to the door, I stopped the car to help him in, and he waved his hand, and his voice was a little sad: "I'll just look at it." He sighed as he spoke: "I don't know how long it will last here." "Even though it's night, there's still a lot of lights on inside. However, due to the lack of supply of silk at the source, it may soon be affected as well.

Looking at Zhao Xinru, who had gray hair beside him, his figure was slightly rickety under the glow of the lights in the distance. It's an old man after all. My heart suddenly became sour: Cheng Yuejin, a strong silk enterprise, may not be the dream of Zhao Yijing alone, but the dream of several generations of the Zhao family.

It was already within reach, but now it is facing disintegration. The old man beside him could only look at his dreams from afar and comfort his sad heart. Maybe in a few days, the factory will also face closure.

My heart suddenly ached. Is there no way to face these things like this? My heart moved, and I said to Zhao Xinru: "Zhao Dong, I'll go back to Beijing." ”