In this world, there are always many happy families and sad families. Today they become kings, and tomorrow they may be defeated.

With Lin Qian returning to Li Zhicheng and "Qingcheng" company returning to the industry alliance led by Ida, the pattern of this Sino-foreign investment war seems to have become clearer.

...

Monday morning.

The former modern and busy DG China headquarters seemed to be shrouded in low air pressure early this morning.

Charles was the center of this air pressure. The door of his room was closed tightly, and occasionally through the blinds, he could see his cloudy face.

These days, more and more people have resigned from DG China. There are also more and more regional branches, and they are on the verge of being unsustainable in their operations.

The so-called market collapse is probably right in front of you. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, will come at some point.

Chen Zheng has been living a bit confused these days. The more pressure he is, the more he releases. After dealing with the troubles during the day, he lingers in the place of lights and wine at night.

The more indulgent you are, the more empty you are.

He also thought about taking revenge on Lin Qian and Li Zhicheng.

After being in trouble for many years, Hei Baidao knew some of them. If he really found someone to tie Lin Qian up, he would teach her a lesson and even make her disappear... Li Zhicheng might not be able to catch his handle.

Then what?

Then where should Chen Zheng go?

And Lin Qian...

Chen Zheng strangely discovered that although Lin Qian slapped DG China in the face in front of the national media, he did not hate her very much. This feeling was wonderful. Since DG China began to fall, he had always felt a floating feeling. It seemed that he was floating outside of this. The pain was pain, but it was never a pain to cut his skin.

Anyway, the current situation will always end.

He pushed open the door of Charles' office, and even had a smile on his face: "Good."

Charles couldn't laugh at all. The US headquarters has already expressed that he was extremely disappointed with him. He has no idea where his career path is now. Change jobs? Go to other countries?

He had a feeling. He felt that since he took over DG China, he seemed to have been living a life that could not help himself. But he couldn't find the exact reason for this.

"Ben." At this moment, Charles also felt connected to Chen Zheng. He murmured, "Maybe at the end of this quarter, we will both resign."

Chen Zheng's face was a little bit numb and he didn't say anything.

At this moment, a subordinate rushed in with a piece of information in his hand, with a look of horror, and even forgot to knock on the door.

"Charles, Ben! Something happened! Big trouble!" His expression was also incredible, and he handed a letter from the lawyer to the two of them.

Charles took it, his face suddenly changed.

It was a company that filed a lawsuit against DG China's lawyer letter. The company's name is a bit familiar, but Charles couldn't remember it for a moment.

But when he saw the following litigation content, he immediately remembered the company.

What they accused was that DG China transferred a batch of low-quality leisure bags and their brands to them half a year ago. They filed a high-value lawsuit.

"Didn't you say they are farmers' enterprises? You don't care about quality at all!" Charles yelled at Chen Zheng, his hands trembling with anger.

The subordinates on the side shook their heads: "No, Charles, although their legal person is a Chinese, there are Italian businessmen participating in the shares. This incident involves foreign investment, claiming that they are going to export this batch of goods to Europe, which seriously affects their company image..."

The legal officer who rushed over said, "No, they can't win this lawsuit. The contract was written in white and black..."

Charles suddenly screamed, reached out to grab his hair, turned around and rushed out of the office, leaving Chen Zheng and several subordinates behind, looking at each other.

Chen Zheng suddenly laughed at the lawyer's letter that fell to the ground.

Slowly, bitterly smiled.

It doesn't matter whether the lawsuit wins. He signed the contract with Charles, and he could almost imagine how the news of this lawsuit would spread quickly throughout the industry and the whole country.

They finally welcomed the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Li Zhicheng has been in his hand and has been left until now, and finally he has been ruthlessly put on it.

——

Ning Weikai has lived a very comfortable and comfortable life these days.

Xin Baorui, who has experienced the storm, finally returned to his hands. And this time, it was really in his hands. He thought that he might have ushered in the most beautiful peak in his life.

Of course, he will go higher. After all, how many geeks like Li Zhicheng can have? Since the two of them turn enemies into friends and with their demeanor, they will definitely not violate the rivers in the future.

And he, what else can he be afraid of?

Although Xin Baorui is really full of holes now, but... people always like their children the more they look at them. He doesn't care about the current trough at all, but he still looks elegant and outstanding, calling his confidants and backbones one by one to encourage him. This attitude obviously has also infected many people, no, it should be said that it has infected the entire company. In addition to the wings of DG Group in China, almost everyone can feel that Xin Baorui is walking back to the peak of its former glory step by step.

But Ning Weikai was not completely troubled.

For example, early this morning, I received a call from Chairman Zhu's secretary.

"The chairman wants to see you." The other party said politely.

The chairman in the secretary's mouth is naturally Mr. Zhu, the head-in-law of Ning Weikai.

Ning Weikai did not refuse, and agreed with a smile, and immediately went to Zhu's old house.

It was already spring and flowers blooming. Mr. Zhu, who was half-retired at home, was still sitting in the white chair on the green grass, nodding and smiling at the half-son.

The two annoying young master Zhu did not appear.

Ning Weikai never thought he was a generous person. Now that they were not present, he felt much more refreshed. He personally poured tea for Mr. Zhu, and the two started chatting.

Let’s talk about the recent situation in the luggage industry and the recovery of Xinbaorui. Their expressions were not at all strange, as if they were the father-in-law and son-in-law who were very close to each other a year ago.

Finally, Zhu turned his mind and looked at him with a wise look: "Weikai, wait until Xin Baorui's situation stabilizes, then go to the board of directors. Hanyu doesn't know anything. You go, you can check everything for her."

Ning Weikai was stunned.

The board of directors mentioned now is naturally the board of directors of the entire Zhu Consortium. "Precautioning Zhu Hanyu" means that he wants to share part of her shareholder rights.

This was the opportunity that Ning Weikai had dreamed of in the past.

After staring at her eyes for a moment, Ning Weikai suddenly felt a little worried about laughing.

Is my father-in-law trying to tie him and Zhu Hanyu together or to Zhu's Group? Which man can refuse the shares of Zhu's Group as bait?

As if seeing through what he was thinking, Zhu Lao was also open-minded and said lightly: "Hanyu is my favorite daughter, and I hope she will be happy all her life."

Ning Weikai was silent for a long time, and Mr. Zhu was extremely patient and waited with great confidence.

Then he raised his head and looked at the old man gently.

"Thank you dad. But I think I'd better focus on taking care of Xin Baorui first."

——

After leaving Zhu's house, Ning Weikai whistled all the way, looking in a good mood. Yuan Jun, who was driving in front of him, asked with a smile: "Dr. Ning, what's the good thing?"

Ning Weikai smiled slightly and did not answer.

Is it a good thing to reject hundreds of millions of shares?

Thinking of Zhu's shares, I think of Zhu Hanyu at home. Ning Weikai's eyes narrowed and said, "Go to the fruit market and buy some mangosteen."

"Okay." Yuan Jun answered simply and couldn't help laughing again.

How to say it, it feels like I'm back in the past.

Mangosteen is Zhu Hanyu’s favorite fruit. Ning Weikai is the dignified president, but he used to go to the fruit market in person to choose one by one for her.

If we want to measure men's favor for women, Ning Weikai, who used to be, almost spoiled Zhu Hanyu to heaven.

Now, are you finally getting back together?

However, I was really afraid of anything. At this moment, Ning Weikai's cell phone rang, and it rang very quickly. And the ringtone was very unique - it was specially modified by Lydia, her exclusive ringtone.

Yuan Jun looked at the boss who was as deep as water from the rearview mirror and pretended not to notice it at all.

Ning Weikai looked at the name jumping on his phone, silent for a while, and answered: "Hello."

There were noisy people on the other end.

Lydia's voice was not as flexible as before, and it was mute. But she was laughing again, pretending to be a refreshing smile.

"Ning Weikai, are you really not here to send me?"

Ning Weikai calmed down for a moment.

Avoid answering: "If you have something to go to Europe, contact my friend. He lives not far from your school and is very reliable."

Lydia was silent for a while and suddenly laughed.

"Are you very happy that I chose to study abroad?"

Ning Weikai answered calmly: "Lydia, that's your own choice, I have no right to interfere."

Lydia's voice was already filled with tears: "...Brother, you have never had me in your heart, right? You are just lonely, just me looking for happiness. I am really ridiculous."

Ning Weikai was silent.

"So you never touch me." She said with a wry smile, "I should have understood what does a man doesn't touch a woman mean? Do you not even look down on me with a kiss?"

Ning Weikai continued to remain silent.

"I've never seen someone as cruel as you." Lydia suddenly hung up the phone.
To be continued...