After chatting with Song Wanshuang for a while, Shen Hongyan felt much calmer.
But once you die, you have to face the cruel reality again.
Where can I get medicinal materials?
Either, you have to find a way to spend a lot of money and buy it elsewhere in the market, or there is only one way, like Meng Kun said...
Shen Hongyan shook her head and started to get angry again: "No, let me marry him in a dream!"
"That bastard is so annoying. Even if I go bankrupt and step down, I will never marry him."
"Besides, it's immoral to sign a marriage contract for him. Besides..."
Shen Hongyan opened the photo album on her phone, swiped quickly, and found a photo: This was a man, very handsome, about the same age as her, with a charming smile on his face.
Shen Hongyan closed her eyes, and her stomach growled when she put down her phone in pain. She planned to go downstairs to find something to eat. As soon as she reached the stairs, she heard a tired voice coming from the direction of the back garden.
"Is this batch of medicinal materials really in such short supply? Niu Ju, when you were still a clerk, you relied on the tax revenue from Shen's Pharmaceutical to keep rising."
"Now I, Shen's Pharmaceutical, need a batch of medicinal materials. You can't just ignore them, right?"
"Niuju? Niuju?"
When Mr. Shen hung up the phone again, he put out his cigarette butt on the ground.
Many cigarette butts had fallen in front of him.
When he was young, Mr. Shen was also a big smoker.
One or two boxes a day is fine.
Now that I am getting older and my lungs are not in good condition, I smoke a lot less. I only have one pill a day and I feel satisfied.
But tonight, he smoked out cigarette butts all over the place.
Sad.
Mr. Shen gave a bitter smile and murmured: "Shen Linshan, look at how much of a mess you have left for your daughter? My old man's face is no longer easy to use in the new era."
The sigh contains countless melancholy.
Shen Hongyan's heart suddenly clenched.
Shen Linshan is her father.
He is also the former boss of Shen's Pharmaceutical.
Three years ago, for a batch of sales for Shen's Pharmaceutical, I was driving to the next province and died in a car accident. Shen Hongyan's mother was also in the car at the time.
After the two passed away, Shen Hongyan, who had just graduated, was originally not qualified to be the president of Shen's Pharmaceuticals. It was the old man, the founder, who stepped in and suppressed the dissatisfaction of shareholders and supported Shen Hongyan to take the position.
In the past three years, Shen Hongyan has worked hard and did not dare to relax at all.
Shen's Pharmaceutical has been running smoothly under her management.
but.
This is also because the market was very stable in the past two years.
The market has begun to fluctuate in the past year or so, and Shenshi Pharmaceutical has also experienced crises such as layoffs and insufficient supply of some projects.
When I was finally ready to settle down in the beauty industry, and even had some good connections, the plague of pests and diseases came.
The scarcity of medicinal materials has caused the current trouble.
Shen Hongyan has always felt guilty, feeling that there was something wrong with her decision-making.
If we had changed our direction earlier, or even given up investing in beauty, it wouldn't hurt even if we couldn't compete for medicinal materials now.
But she didn't.
Now it's good, Shen's Pharmaceutical is riding a tiger, and if it can't get cheap medicinal materials, losses are a foregone conclusion.
At worst, all the preparations over the past year will be turned into a phantom due to fierce competition.
Then Shen's Pharmaceutical is really in big trouble.
It is very likely that the leading enterprise in Jiangbei will plummet to a second-rate or even third-rate medicinal company.
Now my grandfather, who has been retired for many years, has to look down and beg for help.
Standing at the corner of the stairs, Shen Hongyan burst into tears and her nose was sore.
She felt sorry for her grandfather.
I regret my decision even more.
"Old Zhao, tell me about Longhui Group. That kid Jiang Daochuan used to be my junior. I'll talk to him."
"Okay, that's it."
When Mr. Shen made another call, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, Mr. Shen received a call back. After listening to a series of numbers, he hung up and dialed.
Soon, Jiang Daochuan's voice sounded over there. Because it was far away, Shen Hongyan couldn't hear it clearly, so she quickly pricked up her ears.
"Mr. Jiang, I wonder if you still remember the voice of an old man like me?"
Mr. Shen spoke slowly.
They were very polite: "Mr. Shen, how could I forget your voice? When Longhui Group was founded, I had a drink with you at an industry conference."
Not one to ask for help as soon as he opened his mouth, Mr. Shen followed the usual practice of greeting and said with a smile: "You can tell by your voice that you have become much calmer over the years. The boy who broke his head with others for a batch of building materials is gone forever. Come back."
"Haha, won't this grow up? Something has happened in recent years. You still have to be kind to others."
Jiang Daochuan's voice was full of emotion.
He didn't lie.
After Xiaoyu's illness, Jiang Daochuan rarely had conflicts with others.
One is that he is not in that mood, and the other is Xiaoyu's terminal illness, which makes him always think that he has done evil in the first half of his life, and now karma is coming.
If Yang Bei hadn't rescued Xiaoyu, Jiang Daochuan would have thought of becoming a monk: What parent can bear the death of a child?
Fortunately, Yang Bei is there.
Jiang Daochuan truly regarded Yang Bei as his savior.
His wife tells him every day that he should repay others well.
Jiang Daochuan thought so too, but he had no idea how to repay him - who asked Yang Bei to ask for nothing but a doctor's qualification certificate?
He could only silently do his best, such as helping Yang Bei's fiancée relieve the pressure.
Another example is that after learning that Yang Bei was dumped by his fiancée, he gave him a small punishment.
Unfortunately, my fiancée, Ms. Shen, has not realized this yet.
Mr. Shen didn't realize this either. After chatting for a while, he brought up the topic: "Daochuan, didn't your company have a list of medicinal materials recently?"
Jiang Daochuan knew what he was talking about and nodded: "Oh, you are talking about that single beauty medicine, right?"
"Yes, old man, I don't have much ability, I just have a face. In view of our many years of friendship, Daochuan, please help me."
Mr. Shen's words are definitely a shameless one.
Shen Hongyan's heart tightened and her face showed pain.
Jiang Daochuan over there also fell silent, and after a while he said: "Old man, it stands to reason that you have already spoken, so I have no reason not to agree. But I have already promised to go out with this batch of medicinal materials, and I really can't touch it. You also know that the most important thing in doing business is integrity. In this way, old man, I will come to apologize afterwards. I still have something to do here, so I will hang up first."
After that, there was no movement.
Only Mr. Shen let out a long sigh: "Alas——"
Shen Hongyan, who was on the stairs, was so sad that she could no longer stand. She sat down on the steps, covering her face and crying.
Grandpa risked everything for me.
What's the use of having this arrogant face?
Isn’t it just asking for help?
Isn’t it against morality?
Is there anything she can't do for the Shen family?
Shen Hongyan bit her lip and went back to her room to take out her mobile phone.
The crescent moon is rising.
When Yang Bei returned to Nanshan Medical Center, his legs were almost broken.
Who told him that he didn’t have time to work for a month and still had no money in his hand?
He also realized the importance of money, and planned to ask Lao Chu for a month's advance payment when he went back, so that he could cope with any accidents when he went out.
As soon as he walked to the door, he hammered his leg that was about to break due to fatigue. His phone buzzed and he picked it up: "Who is it?"
"Yang Bei, let's get married."
Shen Hongyan's voice came, very decisive: "I want to marry you."