After Yang Ling left the Xu Chemical Office Building, she called Zhou Hua as soon as possible.
Zhou Hua also obediently called the car over and quickly took the person away.
This matter has come to an end here. The two sides have been fighting for so long, and finally they have taken a step back.
The people at the chemical plant probably kept their promise and cleared the road just enough for a large vehicle to pass. At least, their company's road was able to lead outside, saving more than ten kilometers of gas expenses.
After Yang Ling made arrangements for the meeting, he left Jiangzhou early the next morning and headed for Shenzhen.
The other side.
Su Yi, who was in her hometown in Jiangcheng, was on her way home from get off work when she saw a pair of young parents and children playing and playing on the lawn of the house next door in the villa area.
The child was running left and right on the lawn, looking really cute.
The more Su Yi looked at it, the more envious she became.
I really want to have such a child.
If their family could have such a cute child, then Yang Ling wouldn't have to run around outside every day, and they would be able to play together happily at home as a family of three every day.
If she could have such a child, Yang Ling would probably live a happier and more fulfilling life than she does now.
Such thoughts became stronger and stronger, gradually engulfing Su Yi's heart.
So now I am immersed in such guilt and self-blame every day.
This kind of guilt and self-blame evolved from envy made Su Yi miserable.
Why exactly?
Why is God so unfair?
It was not easy for her to have such a family, but she was deprived of her ability to have children.
Su Yi couldn't help but shed tears.
If God is willing to give Su Yi another chance, Su Yi is willing to exchange everything she has for Yang Ling to have a lovely child.
Even with his own life!
Su Yi could accept that even if she died, it would be better than living like this.
Su Yi, who was meditating, gradually froze. The child who was running over there ran to Su Yi's feet. She couldn't help but feel scared when she saw the strong hollow feeling coming from the lost aunt.
"Mom, I'm scared."
The child's mother immediately ran over, picked up the child, and looked at Su Yi in a daze and asked.
"Miss, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"me?"
Only then did Su Yi realize that her gaffe had affected other children.
"I'm fine. I just remembered something at work. I'm sorry."
"It's nothing. If you have any difficulties, just tell yourself. I think you live there, right?"
"That's right."
"We are all neighbors and can help each other with anything."
"Um."
Su Yi looked at the child's eyes, and her heart was bleeding.
Why does that kid look at himself like a weirdo?
There was clearly fear in those eyes, as well as some strange emotions.
Su Yi felt scared and left in a hurry.
Suddenly the child's image turned into Yang Ling.
Yang Ling looked at him with that look of confusion and fear.
Would this be the same if Yang Ling knew that she could not have children?
Su Yi didn't know and didn't dare to know.
Maybe Yang Ling would be happier with other girls.
Among those girls are ladies like Tong Jia, and others as smart and capable as the departed Liu Wen.
Even my husband now has a shop assistant who admires him very much.
There are so many girls, every one of them is so healthy and happy.
How could a woman like herself, who was infertile, be happy?
The more Su Yi thought about it, the more painful she became. She vaguely wanted to let go, but was unwilling to do so.
When I got home, I picked up the phone but didn't dare to make a call.
The other end.
When Yang Ling arrived in Shenzhen City, Qian Zhongyi came to greet him personally.
"Mr. Yang, you are such a busy person and you finally found time to come here. I think it will be even harder to wait for you."
Qian Zhongyi made fun of him as soon as he came up.
"You've been getting more and more arrogant recently. If you don't say anything bad to me, you feel uncomfortable, don't you?"
Qian Zhongyi smiled and patted Yang Ling on the shoulder.
"Look, why can't you joke? Didn't I joke with you because you are handsome? If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be in the mood."
"Then I'll take it as you telling the truth."
The two left talking and laughing, and Qian Zhongyi took Yang Ling to a luxurious Western restaurant.
Since doing more business with outside this year, Qian Zhongyi has also eaten more Western food than before. Before, he was very used to going to big restaurants.
Now going into a Western restaurant is like going home, you are familiar with the roads.
"Yang Ling, you have been in Jiangzhou for such a long time, and you don't know that many top-notch Western restaurants have opened in Shenzhen City. There are many good chefs now."
"Yeah?"
"Let me tell you, I have an idea now. In two years, I will open a Western restaurant myself. I can eat whatever I want, including fat beef, river cattle, and whatever I want. I will have the chef prepare it every day and send it to my house.
, that’s called comfort.”
"Then this dream you had was quite comfortable. You will feel like an emperor immediately."
"How can this be called a dream? Opening a restaurant at home should have the benefits."
After Qian Zhongyi ordered the meal, the conversation between the two parties gradually shifted from eating to the recent MP3 issue.
"You are a shareholder of the company. In fact, I have no objection to you using Lingyi Technology for promotion. It doesn't matter. If you are willing to put this product line under the company's umbrella, I can also provide part of the funds."
Although Qian Zhongyi didn't understand what Yang Ling was doing with this thing, he vaguely felt that there was still money to be made.
Yang Ling was determined to make the brand independent, so he had a showdown with Qian Zhongyi.
"The old money thing is like this. I have decided to start my own business and establish a new company. I have already thought about the name and series. I did some publicity some time ago mainly because I didn't have any particularly good ideas at the time, so for the time being,
Borrowing our company’s reputation.”
"It doesn't matter. Just make your own decision. There's no need to talk about money."
Yang Ling insisted.
"This won't work. I borrowed the company's reputation. I still have to pay as much as I should, no less."
"Okay, but it's not a big problem."
Qian Zhongyi asked curiously.
"I'd really like to know what's so good about that gadget called MP3 that you're so fond of now? Can you tell me about it?"
Since Yang Ling could explain things clearly, he didn't have any worries. He took out the sample he had made, which was a square and very round gadget.
After reading it, Qian Zhongyi said he couldn't understand it and didn't understand how big a market such a small thing could bring.
"You young people's ideas are really too avant-garde."