According to Han Yi's instructions, Qin Yue summoned the senior management of the company in Shanghai to have a remote video conference with Han Yi in the conference room.

After the two- or three-hour meeting, Han Yi's face was like a dark cloud, and the company's losses exceeded his expectations. The faction that defected to Wang Shuwen now thought that the victory was in their hands, so there were more people who saw the wind and steered the rudder, and those neutrals who had supported Qiu Lang also defected.

To be honest, this is normal, on the bright side, this has cleared up a number of hidden dangers, but this mess has been thrown on Han Yi's body. Before bringing down Wang Shuwen, Qiu Minsheng had no way to come forward to help him solve it, and Song Jianguo couldn't stand up at this moment, he could only rely on himself for more blessings.

Qin Yue then called him again, "Mr. Han, I know that I shouldn't put pressure on you at this time, but that short-term working capital loan is about to expire······"

She was cautious and submissive, and she didn't even dare to breathe on the phone.

"Got it, I'll be back in the next two days, and I'll be contacted anytime if there's anything."

Han Yi hung up the phone, turned his chair, turned his back to the computer, and looked out the window. Needless to say, the recent pressure, whether it is bitter or not, whether it is tired or not, only he knows best in his heart.

How many people are pretending to be indifferent, obviously sad, but saying it's okay, and obviously very fragile, but saying it's fine. Accustomed to facing alone, accustomed to being in tears, pain, forbearance, tiredness, rest, rather be silent than confide in others.

The road under your feet is not difficult to walk, and the injury in your heart is not serious, only you know best. No matter how difficult it is for a man, he will not shed tears, and he is even more unwilling to trouble others, so he will pretend, pretend to be happy, pretend to be strong, and disguise a part of his true self.

How many people, in this real society, have gone through difficult steps step by step, living hard day by day, and how many people are pretending to be indifferent, replacing tears with smiles, and covering up fatigue with strength.

No matter how difficult life is, you have to go on, and no matter how heavy the responsibility is, you have to hold on. No one pays for your tears, no one is responsible for your life, walk the road under your feet, do what you have to do, get through it, it's over, stand up, and you'll be fine.

There are many people who are tired, and he is not the only one who suffers, how many people are like him, hiding grievances in their hearts, holding back tears in their eyes, but trying to squeeze out a smile, pretending not to be in pain or tired, it doesn't matter.

When you have no choice one day, you will understand that disguise is also a kind of bravery, pretending, and it can also make people strong.

There is always a moment when I want to get drunk because I have too much sadness in my heart. When you're feeling down, you want to vent. When you're in a bad mood, you just want to hide and be vulnerable. When you're in a bad mood, you don't want to talk to anyone. I just want to be alone quietly, because I don't want others to see my wounds.

Maybe it's because not many people can read his mind.

There was no one who could give him just the right amount of comfort, so he chose to digest his emotions alone.

Especially in the dead of night, people are always the most vulnerable;

When you are lonely and lonely, you always crave care. I have a lot of things to say, but I don't know who to speak.

Sometimes, you want to be cared for. Sometimes, just want a reliable shoulder; Sometimes, I am obviously very tired, but I still hold on silently.

Because there are so many responsibilities on my shoulders, there are too many people I love to protect.

After eating something casually, Han Yi began to be busy with the affairs of Shanghai Darong Company, hoping to find a remedy with the connections he had accumulated over the years, and a few hours passed unconsciously.

"Mr. Han, you can rest for a while." Qiu Lang's royal sister secretary brought a cup of coffee and put it on Han Yi's desk, and then smiled and put a familiar contract in front of him. "This is what Mr. Qiu called last night and asked me to bring it to you."

Han Yi was too focused, staring at the computer, tapping on the keyboard, but he didn't even look at her, and directly put the contract aside.

"What is this?"

The secretary brought the contract to him again, "Mr. Qiu and Mr. Cheng specially called in the morning to urge, asking you to sign it before the end of today." ”

"I'm not the CEO now, so even you can tell me what to do and what not to do?" Han Yi looked at the secretary fiercely, obviously venting his bad mood on the secretary who walked in at an inopportune time at this moment.

The secretary immediately panicked, he had been working with Qiu Lang for four or five years, and he had also worked here in Yihui for more than a year, and he had never seen Han Yi get angry. But she was also aggrieved in her heart, obviously she was just acting on orders, and in their hearts, the big boss of Yihui had always been him, which was good at this time, and she actually angered the boss.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

Looking at the panicked woman who apologized in front of him, Han Yi realized that he had unfairly vented his anger on her.

He took a closer look at the contract in front of him, wasn't it the contract he forced Qiu Lang to sign about Yihui's equity? Almost two months ago, he transferred all of his shares in Yihui to Qiu Lang's name in exchange for his investment in Darong in Shanghai.

"What do you mean?" Han Yi asked.

The secretary replied with a wincing voice: "The owner of Yihui has never changed, this is what Mr. Qiu said. He reached a consensus with Mr. Cheng and asked you to sign this contract, and Yihui will be yours in the future, so that you can rest assured and boldly······"

Even if Qiu Lang is still angry, he also knows Han Yi's merits and hard work over the years, he and Huizi have decided to hand over Yihui to Han Yi to take care of, and will no longer interfere, so they will return to Chengdu to focus on their family and run a prosperous world.

Of course, Yihui's current achievements are inseparable from Han Yi. Qiu Lang's investment back then had already received hundreds of times the benefits, and now the market value of his and Keiko's shares is worth a lot, so in their opinion, this has nothing to do with money, but they just feel that Han Yi deserves it and will definitely be able to carry Yihui forward.

"You go out first, I still have something to do here, in the meantime, don't let people come and disturb me."

"But...

··” The female secretary looked at Han Yi and held back the words she was about to say, then bowed her head and said, "Okay!" ”

Han Yi put the contract aside, looked at the back of the secretary leaving, and then looked at the coffee on the table.

When the secretary was opening the door and leaving, Han Yi smiled and said to her, "I'm sorry just now!" Also, thank you for the coffee! ”

Although he is a boss, he never loses his temper with his employees for no reason, and he never feels ashamed to apologize for his mistakes.

"It's okay!" The secretary's clenched heart finally relaxed, and he smiled happily and closed the door.

Han Yi stared blankly at the contract and was silent for a long time. On this road of struggle, there are still people who understand him, some people understand him, some people are willing to share with him, and some people are willing to pay for him without saying much.

If the heart knows each other, there is no word and tacit understanding; If you are in love, you will pity it if you don't say anything.

A lot of the time, he's there, looking for someone to talk to. Some words will collapse if you hold them in your heart and need to be exported, and some things are pressure on your shoulders and need to be shared.

Find a companion who can speak freely and soothe your spirits; Keep a love, never give up, let the soul dock. All the bitterness and joy are understood, and all the efforts are known.

A cup of coffee soothes the body and mind; A sentence of understanding warms the heart.

The most real possession is that friends are there; The most beautiful relationship is that they all understand.

The best time is when each other is there, but you can not see each other, and the best relationship is when both parties understand, but you don't need to say it.

Companionship is not necessarily at the moment, as long as there is affection in the heart, not necessarily confession, as long as it is felt. Words are not all, feel with your heart, vows are not forever, keep them with your heart.

The proximity of the two hearts is love, and it is even more attracting. I have never been invited, I have a peace of mind, I don't say my vows, and I will never see you again.

Attachment is born because of understanding, if there is no connection, it is a casual, deep or shallow intersection, and it is a tacit understanding. It can be talked freely, or it can be silently opposed, it can be closely connected, or it can be ignored. In the depths of the soul, there is silent support, and between the souls, there is quiet listening.

Feelings are not the whole of life, but they are the best destination for the soul. No matter how dark the night is, there will be someone to accompany you, and no matter how cold the winter is, someone will not be lonely.

Isn't that what everybody wants? Someone hurts, someone understands. There is a smile in the eyes, a warmth in the heart, and simple happiness.

The ringtone of his mobile phone interrupted his daze and meditation, and when he fixed his eyes, it was Zhong Ying'er.

(End of chapter)