A happy event turned into a funeral, and the whole city of W was in mourning.Some people sympathized, some people ridiculed, but everything disappeared completely with a cold rain.

Zhuang Moli did not attend the entire funeral, so Shen Tang contacted a distant cousin of Zhuang Moli and asked him to act as his agent and preside over the overall situation.

The Zhuang family has very few immediate relatives, and some of them are scattered abroad, so the funeral is very simple and quick.But in three days, everything settled down.

The only one who still had problems was Zhuang Moli.

He didn't eat or sleep, and lay alone on the bed with his eyes open, his eyes out of focus, as if he had no love in his life.

"Mo Li... How about eating?" Shen Tang sat next to him with a bowl of green vegetable porridge. He took a spoon and gently scooped it up, blew it, and fed it to his mouth, "Come on, open your mouth."

Zhuang Moli slowly turned his head to look at him, Shen Tang was overjoyed, and the whole spoon flew to the ground in the next second.

"Don't touch me!" There was even resentment hidden in his indifferent eyes.He bared his teeth and claws, but didn't let him get any closer.

Shen Tang knew that he must be very sad now, so he tried his best to follow his heart.Picking up the spoon, he brought the porridge that had been boiled all morning back to the kitchen intact.Turning back again, the person in the bedroom had disappeared.

There was a strong wind blowing outside, and the Siberian cold front pierced into the hinterland, which was bone-chillingly cold.

It took Zhuang Moli nearly a day to go from the urban area to the suburbs, and then from the suburbs to the cemetery.Standing at the gate of the cemetery, he leaned against the concrete pillar, and the tears that hadn't shed for three days engulfed him overwhelmingly.He raised his head slightly, and the cold tombstones made him fear from the bottom of his heart.How could a person who was so alive and steaming suddenly turn into such a lifeless, cold and terrifying thing?

The cemetery with hundreds of tombstones was gloomy at night, Zhuang Moli followed the meager light of the mobile phone, and groped for the two familiar names one by one.People often come to the cemetery to pay homage, and the sacrifices they bring feed the wild animals in the area.The wild cat with glowing eyes let out a miserable baby-like howl. Zhuang Moli hugged his arms, suddenly wanting to die.For him, the world has lost half of the sky, what else is there to live on?

But...he looked down at his phone.The ringing sound didn't stop all afternoon. He turned it off for a while, and then turned it on again to use the light. The man was still persistent.

There are nine rows of eight seats, and the tombstone was not found until Zhuanzhong Zhuang Moli.The soil was still new, and the embers that had burned in front of the monument were still there. Zhuang Moli hugged the tombstone, crying like a child who couldn't find a home.

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, it's my son who is unfilial...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He knelt in front of the grave, kowtowing over and over again.

W City, which was still in winter, suddenly snowed in the middle of the night. Zhuang Moli curled up beside the tombstone, not awakened by the cold, but by another ringing of bells.

It's the executive general manager of the company, Chen Qing.

"Mo Li, where are you now? Come to the company quickly, something serious happened." Chen Qing's tone was very anxious, Zhuang Moli got up quickly, glanced at the tombstone, and ran down the mountain quickly.As soon as he got out of the car, Zhuang Moli was shocked by the scene in front of him.In front of the Jiade Building, there were people from the inner three floors and the outer three floors. Chen Qing was standing in the center of the crowd talking, but he couldn't hear clearly.

"Hey, Zhuang Moli is here..." I don't know who shouted, so people rushed towards him like a tide and surrounded him, "Young Master Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang is dead, who will pay our wages?" hair?"

"Yes, more than half of our project is done, and the workers are complaining..."

"And us, Mr. Zhuang hasn't paid me the few material fees a few years ago!"

"Young Master Zhuang, we all rely on wages to survive, please do me a favor and give us our wages."

Employees, contractors, material suppliers, and partners, Zhuang Moli was dizzy from their quarrels. Chen Qing said on the phone that as soon as the Lantern Festival incident happened, Jiade's stock had already fallen by the limit.Shareholders frantically sold stocks, and almost all of the small amount of liquidity that was already there evaporated.The money on Jiade's books is not even enough to pay wages to its employees, let alone those loans and bookkeeping.

"Everyone be quiet first." He roared, and all the eyes around him were focused on him, "Zhuang Moli will fully bear the money that Jiade owes everyone, please rest assured that Jiade will not go bankrupt I will not pay back the money owed. But now the funeral of my parents has just ended, please give me some time to make adjustments."

As the legitimate successor of Jiade, Zhuang Moli's words are still very authoritative.The people around had these assurances, and gradually settled down, "Young Master Zhuang, how long will it take you? We can't wait indefinitely."

Zhuang Moli looked at him sincerely, "Ten days, please give me ten days, when the time comes, Jiade will definitely keep his promise."

"Okay, that's for sure."

After appeasing all the creditors, Zhuang Moli was about to collapse.Chen Qing hurried over to help him, Zhuang Moli entered the office and drank two glasses of water before recovering, "Manager Chen, call all the cadres who are still in Jiade to the conference room."

"Master Zhuang, file for bankruptcy." One of the old men suggested.Not many people came, and there were only five of Chen Qing, all of whom were old employees who had worked with Dad for many years.

Zhuang Moli shook his head, "No, Jiade has too many debts, and the bankruptcy application is likely to be dismissed. Moreover, we must repay these debts, and we must not use bankruptcy to avoid it. I don't want my father to be infamous after his death."

... Several people looked at me and I looked at you, and finally nodded, "In this case, we can only sell it! But now Jiade is like an empty shell, which company will buy it?"

After more than half a year of training, Shen Jiahe's legs have finally healed a lot. During this time, except for Xu Xinyuan who greeted him with care, everyone else treated him like air.Back to the company after the Spring Festival, the wind direction in the company has completely changed.

He no longer has the feeling of being admired by all the stars before, but Shen Tang is already at home in the company.

He didn't attend the disrupted meeting before the Lantern Festival, but while listening to their gossip, he secretly rejoiced that he must be punished.Unexpectedly, when the two of them came out, they were both cheerful.Shen Chao seemed to have taken a fancy to him even more, and entrusted him with the big project in his hand without batting an eye.

Back then, he started working on projects alone after graduating from university.Is this what you call differential treatment?

He didn't expect Zhuang Moli to come to him at all.

"I want to sell Jiade to Feixun." He said.

He was shocked, but he thought it was reasonable to think of the headlines in the newspaper this morning.It's just... "Zhuang Moli, why should I spend money to buy a bunch of empty shells back? Besides, before Shen Tang made a big fuss about the acquisition meeting and forced my dad to cancel the plan to acquire Jiade. Why, are you rushing to post it now? You Why didn't you go to him, or did you two break up?"

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