Are you sure you want to divorce me?

John and Lynn's youngest son suddenly took a turn for the worse one night, and in the end he didn't make it to the right match, so he just went.

The paranoid Lin thinks all of this is Han Yufeng's fault, if he...he...

She selectively ignored that her youngest son was suffering from acute leukemia, and it was foreseeable that this day would come so soon.

In short, she used her husband's influence to attack Chengfeng's overseas market with all her strength, and even started contacting others to prepare for the acquisition.She was very sure that Han Yufeng would not be able to lead the team through this crisis, because he was already in danger.

Han Yufeng is really having a hard time now, temporarily losing such a strong supply of raw materials, causing not only problems in the production chain, but even the sales chain is about to break.

If the supply is less than the demand, it is easy to cause hidden dangers, not to mention that the main customers of Chengfeng have always been rich or expensive, and even a considerable part of them are government or foreign guests.

"How much stock is left in the wine cellar?"

"The situation is not very optimistic. The approximate number can only guarantee the supply of foreign guests coming to North Korea in one month."

"Then make sure of this first. For the rest, push back. Cough cough..."

"Boss, is your cough still not healed?"

"No big deal. By the way, is there a meeting this afternoon?"

When Ding Xiaosu heard this, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and even quietly put his hands in his pockets, but his face remained calm, "Boss, you don't need to attend this meeting in person."

Unexpectedly, Han Yufeng saw through his plan just by glancing at his trouser pocket lightly, "You don't have to think about who to call."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed a coat and got out of bed.Ding Xiaosu hurried over to help.

"Slow down."

"Don't be so nervous."

A few days later, Han Yufeng was able to walk slowly while leaning on the wall, but it was still a bit difficult to get out of the hospital.

Therefore, after Ding Xiaosu felt that he was putting most of his body weight on his side, he couldn't help suggesting, "You wait here for a while, I'll go to the emergency room to borrow a wheelchair."

"..." Han Yufeng also knew that there was no point in forcing himself now, he might as well accumulate some energy, so he followed Ding Xiaosu's strength and sat down on the bed again, leaning against the pillow and waiting for him to push the wheelchair over.

While waiting, he picked up his phone and flipped through the WeChat records one by one.They were all sent to him by Wen Wenyao. Sometimes he could receive hundreds of messages a day, and the words he said were all very trivial, nothing more than "Have you eaten", "Have you checked", "How is the situation today?" , or, "Are you asleep?"But he never returned one.

At first, Wen Wenyao would ask aggrievedly, "Why did you ignore him?" Later, he simply stopped asking, and just talked about what he saw and heard there, and how the matter had reached a deadlock.

Han Yufeng looked at it, and his fingertips rested on the last message. He asked, "Am I useless? I can't help you with anything?"

Han Yufeng wanted to answer right now, "You've done a good job", and he suddenly had an urge to call him back.

But he knew that he couldn't.If he made this call, there would be clues, and it might be even more unfavorable to Wen Wenyao at that time, because he already knew that his phone was being monitored.

In order not to startle the snake, he could only suppress his thoughts.

"Boss, the wheelchair is here, let me help you up. You don't have to worry about Wen Shao, he is safe there. But you..."

Ding Xiaosu is now very nervous about the vehicle used to carry Han Yufeng, he must check again and again before letting him sit, for fear that if he does not check, the brake system will be damaged.

This kind of thing is not unheard of, Ding Xiaosu felt that they always wanted to do it, but it was because Han Yufeng was not easy to handle in the hospital.

After all, there are eight people guarding the outside, and it is common sense that even a fly should not fly in.

"Boss, do you want to go directly? The directors should be waiting in the company now."

"No hurry. Go to a place first."

"..." Ding Xiaosu walked behind the wheelchair, looked at Han Yufeng's back, and kept calling Wen Wenyao in his heart.

Wen Shao, come back soon... Except for you, none of us can persuade Director Han not to torment himself, of course, we dare not persuade...

In the end, Ding Xiaosu could only resign himself to pushing Han Yufeng out of the ward, and walked towards the elevator.They wanted to go directly to the parking garage below, but unexpectedly, the direct elevator was broken, so they had to go through the hospital lobby.

As soon as he left the hall, he was caught off guard by reporters pouring in from all directions.They were obviously disguised, and they looked like other family members of the patients, and the microphones and IDs were not exposed.

So Ding Xiaosu was careless for a while, and they took advantage of them. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone to make a call in frustration, and asked the hospital security to come over and drive them away.

Fortunately, they were accompanied by bodyguards when they came down, which made Ding Xiaosu feel a little relieved.

Those bodyguards dutifully blocked Han Yufeng's four sides when the crowd was coming, firmly protected him in the center, and stretched out a hand to block the reporters, preventing them from approaching.

Han Yufeng glanced back at Ding Xiaosu lightly, expressionless, but Ding Xiaosu's back was covered in cold sweat, he subconsciously pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

So the bodyguards moved forward in unison, quickly leaving the reporters behind.

The reporters didn't give up easily. They kept grabbing the bodyguard's iron-like hands, trying to squeeze the microphone into the encirclement.

"Han Dong! Han Dong! Can I spare you a few minutes?"

"I'm from the Jingzhou Economic Evening News. May I ask if you plan to give up foreign markets? Is it true that the supply chain of Wang Chengfeng's raw materials has completely collapsed? Director Han! Please answer?"

"Are you going to be discharged from the hospital? Is there any serious problem with your body? Before..."

"Han Dong! Why are you in a wheelchair? Is it because you can't stand up anymore?"

"Sir! Your question is beyond the scope of the question. Please step aside. Our chairman has important things to deal with now, and we don't have time to be interviewed here."

"Xiaosu."

"I'm sorry, Boss." Ding Xiaosu knew that he had slipped his words. After hearing Han Yufeng calling him, he immediately lowered his head expressionlessly and focused on pushing the wheelchair out of the encirclement.

"Han Dong! Han Dong!"

Reporters shouted unrelentingly from behind, Han Yufeng closed his eyes tiredly, "Hurry up."

"Okay." Although he agreed, Ding Xiaosu didn't dare to really push the wheelchair faster, for fear that Han Yufeng would get dizzy if he couldn't stand it.