Zhang Chen returned home and went into the hospital gate to see that the lights of Yilin's house were dark, and the lights in his room upstairs were also dark. He thought that Liu Ligan and the others were still in the hospital. Zhang Chen wanted to go to the hospital for a look, but he was worried that they had already transferred to the hospital and dug out his pockets. The fare for the trip was still there. If Liu Ligan and the others were not in the Agricultural Reclamation Hospital, they would have gone to another hospital or the money they had returned.

Zhang Chen ran upstairs and looked for it, but he couldn't find Liu Ligan's bicycle key, so he had to give up. He thought that it was time to go, and Liu Ligan should be back soon after he had already ordered it.

Zhang Chen went to the bathroom, took a shower, and returned to bed and lay there. There was peace around him. The ghost was singing "Glorious Years", using Cantonese, and then talking about "Asian Wind". Zhang Chen was very curious, how many songs this guy could sing.

Before he knew it, Zhang Chen fell asleep. When he heard the motorcycle below and the gate of the courtyard, Zhang Chen woke up and looked at his watch. It was already past one o'clock. He quickly ran out and lay on the railings of the corridor to see. Liu Ligan came back alone.

"Where is Yilin?" Zhang Chen asked.

Liu Ligan looked up at him and shouted, "I'm in his mother's ward, I won't come back."

"How is Yilin's mother?"

"Fortunately, there is no life danger."

Liu Ligan went upstairs. Before the person could approach, a foul smell came. He seemed to be carrying a plastic bag in his hand. When he walked into the light, Zhang Chen was startled. He saw that Liu Ligan was covered in mud and dirty, and a white shirt turned black.

He threw the plastic bag in his hand into the corridor at the door. With a clanging sound, Zhang Chen asked, "What have you done? Have you fallen into the stinky ditch?"

"I'm fucking climbing the garbage mountain." Liu Ligan said, kicking the plastic bag on the ground with his feet: "To find this broken thing."

"What is this?" Zhang Chenqi said.

"I'll go take a shower first. You can help me take a towel and shorts. It smells so bad." Liu Ligan said, and in the corridor, he took off his shirt and pants and threw them on the ground, leaving only a pair of underwear left, and ran to the bathroom.

When Liu Ligan came back from taking the shower, Zhang Chen asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Fuck, I'm in the hospital, and fortunately Lao Bao reminded me." Liu Ligan said.

"Old Bao? Which old Bao?" Zhang Chen asked.

"How many old bags do you know? Of course it's the one in Lily's company."

"What did he go to the hospital?"

"I have to pay 8,000 yuan to send to Lily. I don't have that much money. I deducted Lily. Lily borrowed 10,000 yuan from their company and sent it."

Zhang Chen understood and stopped talking. He looked at Liu Ligan and waited for him to continue talking.

Liu Ligan said: "That old bag reminded me that the explosion of the cassette furnace is likely to be a product quality problem. I wanted to retrieve the explosive furnace and gas tank. This is evidence. As a result, when I ran there, the furnace and gas tank were swept away by the sanitation workers, I chased me to the sanitation center. They told me that the garbage had been transported away by the garbage truck, and the garbage truck went to the garbage dump."

"You just ran to the garbage dump and found the garbage back?" Zhang Chen said in confusion, "What do you want to do?"

"Go to find that ghost guy. There is something wrong with their product quality and it explodes. Who will be responsible for it?" Liu Ligan said.

"They gave it to you, not to sell it to you." Zhang Chen said, feeling that this matter was lingering.

"No matter whether they sell or not, they have to be responsible for their things. Besides, they are not giving away, they are not paying for advertising fees or paying off the money."

Zhang Chen shook his head: "I think it's difficult."

"No matter what, just pester it, otherwise what to do? I don't know how much it will cost next. This orphan and widowed mother live on renting a few hundred yuan a month. Where do they have money?" Liu Ligan said.

"Okay, I support you." Zhang Chen said, "If you need my help, say it."

"What can you do?" Liu Ligan smiled, "Get an axe to chop off the ghost guy?"

"What if you need to post big-character posters at the door of their company?"

"Okay, okay, I can't even use it. I thought of a solution when I was flipping through the garbage. The mountain man has his own tricks." Liu Ligan said with a smile.

"What a clever plan? Tell me quickly." Zhang Chen said anxiously.

"You can't say it, it won't work if you say it. Let's go and accompany me to have midnight snacks. I'm fucking, I haven't eaten anything from noon to now." Liu Ligan said.

The two went downstairs and on the stairs, Liu Ligan asked, "By the way, how are you?"

"I don't know, I've been bragging for a night and didn't talk about the project, but we, Mr. Tan, said, this matter is almost certain." Zhang Chen said.

"That's great!" Liu Ligan shouted, "Today, it's really a joy and a sad thing!"

...

The next day, Liu Ligan went out and did not go to wash the building. Instead, he went directly to the company of Hong Kong people. Seeing their company, the company was busy. The vice president of the company was very happy to see Liu Ligan and told him that the effect was good and the advertising effect was good. We were considering whether to add advertising investment.

Liu Ligan told him, I am not here to talk about advertising today. No matter how much you have to invest, I am not in the mood to talk about it. I am here to deal with a troublesome thing.

"What trouble, can I help?" said the vice president.

"This, I really need your help." Liu Ligan looked around and said to the vice president: "There are too many people here, let's go to the conference room to talk."

The vice president said yes.

When he arrived at the conference room, Liu Ligan put the plastic bag on the conference table and told the vice president, "Look, this is your stove."

The vice president stared at the pile of rags on the table and exclaimed: "How could this happen?"

"You ask me, who will I ask?" Liu Ligan said, "Now the person has been bombed and lives in the Agricultural Reclamation Hospital. There are reporters here. I ask my family members not to be interviewed for now."

When the vice president heard this, his face turned pale. He said, "Reporter Liu, wait, I'll call the boss over."

After a while, the Hong Kong boss came. When he saw the things on the conference table, he was stunned, but looking at the stove and the broken gas tank fragments, it was indeed the trademark of his company.

"It's impossible. There is no problem with our products. It must be because the user uses it improperly." The boss defended urgently.

Liu Ligan said: "We are not fighting for the responsibility of anyone, but discussing how big the impact will be if this matter spreads. Look, if you say there is no problem with product quality, then the user says it is a quality issue. What should we do in the end?"

"Then please ask an authoritative agency to test it." said the boss.

"Yes, it must be this road, but how long is this process? One month or two months?" Liu Ligan said, "The problem is that the news media will track it. Such a fresh thing as a cassette furnace, the explosion injured people. This is a hot topic of news. I have received several colleagues asking me about this, and I told them not to worry about it for the time being, but if the two sides make trouble, this matter will definitely not be hidden.

"In just one or two months, I can guarantee that no one will buy your products. Those who have bought them will not dare to use them. I want to ask you to return them.

"And, not just Hainan, are you the first to promote it in Hainan? You also know that our media will definitely reprint this kind of hot and sensational news. At that time, it was not Hainan, but the whole country knew about it. Can your products be sold? Can the market still be opened?"

The boss and the vice president were both silent. Liu Ligan looked at them and continued, "Step 10,000 steps back and say, the final test result was indeed caused by improper user operations, so what can you do? You can't lose money at worst, but the goodwill has been lost. People will think that your product is too terrible, just like a grenade."

The boss said dissatisfiedly: "How come it is the same as a grenade? Mr. Liu, you said this, me, me, me..."

"Okay, okay, I'm exaggerating, but then again, the grenade is operated correctly, and it hurts the enemy. If the operation error is made, it will blow yourself up. Your stove, okay, once the operation error is made, it will blow yourself up. The cost of this operation error is too high. I won't say it's the same as a grenade, but think about it, who dares to buy your product?" Liu Ligan asked.

The boss and the vice president looked at each other. After a while, the vice president asked: "Then reporter Liu, what do you think about this matter?"

"According to what I said, it is not easy for the lady who was bombed, an orphan and widowed mother. This kind of thing will definitely arouse widespread sympathy when it comes to the news. I mean, we should not hold anyone responsible. You just treat it as a charity and take it on it." Liu Ligan said.

The final negotiation between the two parties was that Yilin's mother's medical expenses, nutrition expenses and loss of work were all borne by their company, and in addition, a one-time condolence fund of 30,000 yuan was given.

"Okay, now we can talk about advertising." Liu Ligan said, "I promise you that I will have a 20% discount on it, whether in Haicheng Evening News, Hainan Daily or other media."
Chapter completed!