There is no way to use these fabrics, and they are drenched in water like this, and even if they can really be used, the clothes they make cannot be sold as high-quality products.

And these are fabrics with colors, even if you want to use them to make linings, it is not suitable.

Nanhe walked around the fire, and finally found only a bag of cloth at the bottom intact, and it was not soaked in water.

Perhaps there should be some good fortune in this.

After Nan He and Rong Qi pacified the employees in the scene, they asked them to go back to their residence first, and then they would notify them to come to work when the time came.

Most of the employees in the factory have been working with Nan Wenzhuo for many years, and now they are also very distressed when they see the factory become like this, but no matter how distressed they are, they are not as distressed as Nan Wenzhuo.

So, after being pacified, they all went home.

"Dad, let's go home first, it's such a cold day, your clothes are wet, and you'll get sick if you soak it again."

Nan He knew that his father was uncomfortable, but now that things had happened, all they could do was to go home first, and if there was anything, they could only wait until they got home.

Nan Wenzhuo looked at the factory building in front of him, which was almost in ruins, and his heart was full of pain.

Originally, everything was going in a good direction, but suddenly it came to naught, he felt that he had failed his family's expectations, and everything Nanhe had done recently was in vain.

"Good!" Nan Wenzhuo finally nodded.

When Huang Weihua got the news and rushed over, they were about to take the car home, and looking at the factory in front of them that was almost in ruins, Huang Weihua almost fainted.

It was Nan Wu who quickly helped her, and then Rong Qi drove them home.

Nan Wenzhuo fainted as soon as he got home, and Rong Qi hurriedly sent Nan Wenzhuo to the hospital, until Nan Wenzhuo was examined and the infusion was infusion, everyone had time to breathe.

"What can I do? What should we do next? Huang Weihua didn't even have the slightest idea at this time.

The husband fell ill, the factory was burned, what did they have to face next?

Huang Weihua didn't dare to think about it at all, just thinking about her, she felt that the blood in her whole body seemed to be coagulated, and the temperature of her whole body was losing little by little.

"Mom, it's going to be fine! We can make a comeback. Nanhe comforted.

Huang Weihua reluctantly pulled out a smile, making a comeback? How easy it is to say that!

Don't know how much you'll have to lose? Several orders will not be rushed, and they will face compensation for breach of contract, as well as the payment of the cloth merchant will have to be settled.

The loss of the factory and all this, just a simple calculation, Huang Weihua felt extremely painful.

Is it really going to end up with a result of selling a house to pay off debts?

She didn't dare to think about it at all, looking at Nan Wenzhuo who was still in a coma on the hospital bed, she really didn't know how Nan Wenzhuo would face all this when she woke up.

This is his hard work, and when he saw that the company's business was getting better and better, Nan Wenzhuo's face finally had a smile, and Huang Weihua was really worried.

"Mom, don't think too much, I have a way." Nanhe said in a low voice.

Huang Weihua was slightly stunned, looked up at Nan He, Nan He took out a bank card from his schoolbag and handed it to Huang Weihua.

"Xiao He, your more than 10,000 yuan, you can't do anything, you better keep it for yourself first! In the future, when you and Rong Qi get married, you always have to have some money on you, and you don't have to worry about family affairs. ”