Aunt Zheng had fainted once before. This time, she fainted again. She felt dizzy and there seemed to be many shadows moving in front of her. She could also hear the siren of the 120 ambulance.
She couldn't open her eyes or speak, but she was still conscious. She should be lying on a soft bed in the end. There was a smell of disinfectant in the air. Maybe she was in a hospital.
Many people came to visit her. Some came in groups, and some came alone. Their voices were familiar.
Later, Aunt Zheng was so tired that she gradually fell asleep.
She didn't know how much time had passed. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a hospital ward.
"Aunt Zheng, you're awake?"
Hong Shiyong, who was sitting by the bed, asked with concern.
"Yes."
Aunt Zheng was still slowly recovering her memory. When she remembered why she was in the hospital, she looked a little sad. "What's the date today?"
"Number 22."
Hong Shiyong answered.
"I've been lying in bed for a day and a night."
Aunt Zheng was a little surprised. She sighed and said, "No wonder I'm thirsty."
"I'll get you some water."
Hong Shiyong stood up and said.
Hong Shiyong and Aunt Zheng were relatives. According to the normal seniority, Aunt Zheng should be Hong Shiyong's "distant cousin".
Aunt Zheng sat up and drank two mouthfuls of hot tea. She felt a little better and recovered a lot of strength.
As soon as she raised her head, she saw the bright sun outside. Occasionally, a warm wind blew, making the white cloth curtain flutter. It gave people a calm and comfortable feeling.
Aunt Zheng narrowed her eyes and looked at the scenery in the ward for a while. Then she said slowly, "Lao Hong, I was deceived."
"I know."
Hong Shiyong nodded and then added, "But it's not your fault. Anyone in that situation would make such a mistake."
"Really?"
Aunt Zheng turned her head and asked. She wanted to see if Hong Shiyong was comforting her.
"Yes, it's true."
Hong Shiyong said seriously, "At that time, your mentality was exactly the same as mine when I insisted on making the MP4. You wanted to recover your losses, and I wanted to revive the New Era. We were too persistent, so we both fell into someone else's trap."
Maybe such comforting words were a little effective. Aunt Zheng's face relaxed a little. In the end, she sighed and said, "I should have signed the contract."
"It's useless."
Hong Shiyong shook his head. "Let me ask you, did you dare to insist on signing the contract?"
Aunt Zheng thought about it and did not deceive herself. "I don't dare. At that time, I was anxious to recoup my losses. Plus, the previous cooperation had been very pleasant. The production of the shells was not enough, and the distance between the two companies was so close, so I still agreed to this deal. "
"Most importantly, at the last step, he was actually willing to give a deposit of two million yuan."
Hong Shiyong also sighed. "Unless you use God's View, anyone would fall for it. He's more patient than we are."
Speaking of "him", Aunt Zheng and Hong Shiyong fell silent.
After a while, Aunt Zheng asked, "When did you know that the boss behind Nutshell is Chen Hansheng?"
"About 10 days ago, when the Nutshell MP4 had just hit the market, Chen Hansheng actually worked part-time at the Rocket 101 network of the University of Finance and Economics."
Hong Shiyong said, "At that time, I felt something was wrong when he said something. After I came back and sorted out my thoughts, I found that the boss of Nutshell was really him. Many things are very easy to explain."
"Then why didn't you tell me at that time?"
Aunt Zheng's tone was a little reproachful.
"What's the use of telling you? I was just suspicious at that time."
Hong Shiyong smiled. "When I confirmed his identity, he came to visit you yesterday …"
"Chen Hansheng also came?"
Aunt Zheng was very surprised. Her wrist couldn't help shaking, and a few drops of water spilled out.
Hong Shiyong handed her a tissue. "He was worried that you would have a big problem, so he came to see you with Kong Jing. After the doctor said you were fine, they left."
"Oh."
Aunt Zheng was still digesting the information. After a while, she couldn't help laughing at herself. "At that time, I looked down on you because I thought you were too mediocre. You were always under the control of Nutshell. I didn't expect that the game would be over within one round. In fact, you have persisted for several months."
"Ha-ha-ha …"
Aunt Zheng's words were funny, and Hong Shiyong couldn't help laughing.
After the laughter stopped, Hong Shiyong said sincerely, "In fact, I can't do it either. The person who can really compete with Chen Hansheng, she also came to see you yesterday."
"Who?"
Aunt Zheng asked subconsciously, but she soon realized who it was. "Zheng Guanren?"
"Yes."
The show seemed to be coming to an end. Hong Shiyong did not mince his words. "Let's not talk about positions, let's talk about ability. If Zheng Guanjin was the boss of New Era, Chen Hansheng would never dare to play such unscrupulous tricks."
Aunt Zheng nodded. Hong Shiyong probably had the most right to speak.
He fought with Zheng Guanren in the beginning and Chen Hansheng in the end. In fact, it was quite hard for him.
"Lao Hong, you've worked hard."
Aunt Zheng suddenly felt a little sad. She had only fought with Chen Hansheng once, and she almost lost her life. Hong Shiyong was a man who had experienced the continuous bombardment of Zheng Guanren and Chen Hansheng.
"It's hard, but I can't hold on for long."
Hong Shiyong waved his hand and said "modestly," "Since I started making the MP4, I've fallen into Chen Hansheng's trap. There are so many MP4 brands on the market, but only Nutshell and New Era can't coexist because the performance and appearance are too similar. This is his plan."
"Speaking of New Era, Lao Hong, what should we do in the future?"
Aunt Zheng exhaled and asked. In the end, they had to return to the problem of reality.
"In fact, I have an opinion, but I don't know if it's appropriate."
Hong Shiyong pursed his lips and said.
"What can't be said now?"
Aunt Zheng said helplessly, "New Era is almost an empty shell."
Chen Hansheng had promised in front of Zheng Guanren that he would empty New Era into an empty shell. Now it was almost the same. Aunt Zheng didn't even know how to pay the workers next month's salary.
"I suggest that we return New Era to Zheng Guanren."
Hong Shiyong's face was serious, and he didn't mean to joke.
What he meant should be completely transferring all the property rights of New Era to Zheng Guanren, and no longer have anything to do with the Zheng family.
Aunt Zheng listened and stared at Hong Shiyong.
Hong Shiyong's expression was calm, and his eyes were calm, without any guilty conscience.
"Why?"
Aunt Zheng asked.
"At that time, Second Young Master Zheng wanted New Era because it made money under Zheng Guanren's hands."
Hong Shiyong explained, "Now it has been played by Chen Hansheng into a burden. I calculated that if we want to save it, the Hong Kong side will have to pay at least 50 million yuan. 25 million yuan to repair the loss and 25 million to develop the next product. Second Young Master Zheng shouldn't be very interested in it."
Aunt Zheng nodded silently. It would take at least 40 to 50 million yuan. At the same time, they had to deal with the pressure brought by Nutshell and endless means.
"In addition."
Hong Shiyong actually smiled. "Chen Hansheng left a sentence before he left. He said that if we were willing to return New Era to Zheng Guanren, those orders would be effective. If they were still the Zheng family's, then he still hadn't heard of these orders."
"I see. He used the workers of New Era as bargaining chips. He's really rogue, but he's really good to Zheng Guanren."
Aunt Zheng's eyes were a little complicated. "It seems that Chen Hansheng's means are only targeted at you and me."
"Emm …"
Hong Shiyong hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a card and said, "His feelings for me now are probably a little strange."
"What do you mean?"
Aunt Zheng took the card and found that it was a campus postcard of Jianye University of Finance and Economics with a line of words on it.
Come to the cafeteria for chicken leg rice when you're free.
Although the handwriting wasn't good, it was handwritten, and there was no signature. There was only an exaggerated smiley face at the bottom.
"He said."
Hong Shiyong smiled bitterly. "I've been slandered to the point that I have feelings."
… ….
(Old Hong is about to leave the stage. Although this person is very interesting, it's impossible for him to join Chen Hansheng.)
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