More than three hours later, Han Bing finally appeared.

I saw that she was very haggard and looked very tired.

"Is it okay?" I asked with concern.

Han Bing shook his head and did not answer. As soon as she got into the car, she pulled out her phone and made several phone calls, meaning that the company would hold an emergency enlarged board meeting in an hour.

"To the company?" I then asked.

Han Bing looked at me, nodded, and tears began to flow again. I handed her a tissue.

Along the way, she didn't say a word, and her expression was very solemn.

When she was about to reach the Corniche, she suddenly said:

"It's still early, go under that flyover."

I nodded and hit my turn signal.

After a while, we came to the footbridge, the garbage had been cleared, the environment was much better, there were more than half of the homeless, and the scavengers were gone.

The old man who sold breakfast, his stall was still there, and now he was selling some small daily necessities, probably tired, and he didn't have any business, he held his head with his right hand, looking drowsy.

A few butterflies flew from the flower bases, flew to the old man's side, stopped mischievously for a while, played with each other, and after a while, feeling bored, flew away.

The wrinkles on the old man's face were rough and full of vicissitudes. The glass curtain wall of the tall buildings in the distance, reflected on his face in the afterglow of the setting sun, making him reluctant to open his eyes.

He sat on a leaning rattan chair, and the rattans on both sides of the chair had fallen off a lot, mottled and mottled - they would break at any moment, which made people look sad.

Han Bing looked at him through the car window and was stunned.

I wanted to go down and talk to the old man and thank him, but seeing that Han Bing didn't make a sound, I forgot it.

A lot of things are good to keep in your heart, and you don't have to say them.

The old man still didn't want to open his eyes, and a gust of wind blew, lifting a corner of the plastic film on the ground, and those daily necessities were scattered all over the ground...... The old man woke up, jumped up, staggered over to the objects, and squatted down to collect them.

The sunset turned into long ribbons of color, spread on the ground under the overpass, like yellow rattans, dotted with lonely souls in the mottled space......

"Let's go to the beach, shall we?" Han Bing suddenly said faintly.

I nodded and drove the car out.

We casually parked on the side of the road and walked to the reef by the sea.

Han Bing casually found a few shells and small stones on the ground, then sat on a reef, looked at the sea, and threw the stones in his hand into the sea at random.

As she threw it, her tears flowed along.

I don't know if she's throwing rocks, or if she's throwing herself.

In the twilight, the sunset is reflected on the sea, sparkling, reflecting the woman on the reef, showing a different tone and sadness.

I simply sat on the sand and watched the scene in front of me.

Han Bing had been silently shedding tears.

A sea breeze blew, and her hair fluttered in the wind. I saw a fair face and red lips in that sea...... Tears flew with the wind and fell in the waves.

I looked down and saw a large number of small crabs hiding between the rocks, and they moved quickly, and they quickly burrowed into the crevices or sand piles at the slightest movement...... If it was in the past, Han Bing would definitely ask me to catch crabs together, but today, she doesn't seem to be interested in everything anymore.

After a long time, she pursed her lips and walked down the reef.

Back at the office, it was completely dark. Han Bing didn't want to eat anything, so he came directly to the conference room.

I accompanied her inside, and found that it was already full, about twenty people.

Everyone's eyes were staring at Han Bing's body.

I noticed that more than half of these people were estimated to be old employees left over from Han Bing's father's time, and they looked at Han Bing with concerned eyes, and the other part were young people newly promoted by Qin Bing with indifferent expressions.

Han Bing gritted his teeth, showed a resolute expression, and strode to the senior chair in the middle.

"Shall we have a meeting?" She looked at everyone.

"Okay." The crowd nodded.

"Before the meeting, I would like to make an announcement. Mr. Gao Yue, the chairman of the board of directors of the company, is suspected of a murder case and is being examined by the public security organs, and we are trying to clarify the incident. Han Bing said calmly.

The audience was in an uproar, many people looked at each other, and it is estimated that some people did not receive the news.

According to the company's articles of association, Miss Han Bing, who ranks second in terms of shares, can temporarily act as chairman. We have a meeting today, in accordance with the rules, and we are now voting on the fact that every member of the board will be invited to speak......" A secretary-looking girl next to her stood up, holding a folder, and said loudly.

Then, the people began to talk to each other.

After a few minutes, Han Bing shouted sharply:

"Enough!"

The audience immediately fell silent.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the weak woman in front of them, who suddenly became strong and powerful.

"This company was founded by my father, although he is no longer alive, but every department, every rules and regulations, and every basic project here are laid by him! Now, our Han family is experiencing unprecedented difficulties, and I hope that everyone can support me and face this crisis together! I have never been involved in the specific affairs of the company before, even after marrying my husband, I have also sold most of the shares to him, and he will manage the company, and now he is in trouble, I should come out to support this day! I solemnly declare here that if anyone wants to play tricks and deliberately make things difficult at this critical juncture, I will definitely not spare him! Han Bing's words were loud.

"Adjournment! The members of the board of directors stayed. Han Bing continued.

The crowd dispersed. I looked at the middle-level cadres who left the scene, and an inexplicable sense of anger suddenly surged in my heart - the company founded by Han Bing's father was transformed into what it is now by Qin Lingjin: no sympathy, no unity and cooperation, and no spirit of responsibility!

Manager Pang passed by me and looked at me with a complicated look.

Several old directors of the company still have a bit of a human touch, they walked up to Han Bing, patted her, and said comforting words.

At this time, Han Bing, who was resolute and decisive just now, suddenly became soft, and tears poured out again.

Everyone asked what happened, Han Bing responded briefly, and then started the meeting again. I watched, ready to step out and dodge it.

"You don't have to go. Oh yes, let me tell you, this Mr. Qian Tangjiang is the assistant to the chairman I just hired, starting today, all kinds of things in the company, no matter how big or small, have to go through him to get to me. Han Bing said loudly.

The light in the conference room, like a blazing sun, shone above my head, so I didn't know what to answer for a while, so I had to smile and nod at everyone.