Since Lu Chen intends to defeat herself, she can't just fall down, wouldn't it be a joke for him?

The more he treats her like this, the more difficult he will be.

Zhao Mei still frowned, and said, "The corresponding factory also stopped production for our studio..."

"It's too much!" Wen Shang punched the table hard.

In order to make himself bow his head, Lu Chen ruined these achievements of her hard work at all costs. This alone has already inspired the unyielding in her heart.

At this moment, in Lu Chen's office, Lucy knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Lu, people from Wen Shang's studio have almost jumped to our place. In addition, the factory has also promised us that they will no longer accept their work." The room's list, now, can be regarded as monopolizing many of their channels."

Lu Chen nodded, clapped his hands, and said, "Very good, that's it."

"Boss Lu, this is too obvious." How could the other party not notice the obvious targeting.

"I just want her to know." Let her know that leaving him was a wrong choice.

"Forgive me, usually this will only make her farther and farther away from you, and she will hold a grudge." Lucy obviously didn't understand what Lu Chen's intentions were, and wanted to return to her side by herself. Should it be doubly nice to her?
"Holding grudges?" Lu Chen raised his eyebrows. Did the 15 years of living together just go to waste?How could she hate him so easily after calling him uncle for so long?
Lucy can't see through the man in front of her. He clearly loves someone, but he pushes him away no matter what.

Wen Shang gritted his teeth, since Lu Chen could buy off the factories she found, she really couldn't believe that he couldn't find other factories.

She thought it was impossible for him to buy factories all over the world, right?
The studio was on vacation for a week, and everyone was rushing to work at home, while Zhao Mei and Wen Shang were looking for a factory together.

Every day is nothing more than going to the factory. For their small-scale production, they still have to be handed over to some small factories, but whenever Wen Shang goes to the person in charge, he always refuses without saying a word.

Either there are too many orders, or the price is too high.

Zhao Mei sighed, sat on the stone bench, and said, "It seems that our studio still can't find a factory."

"We've only traveled a quarter of the city, don't be discouraged!" Wen Shang wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat beside her, and wanted to give up lightly, which was really not her style.

"A quarter of a city?" Zhao Mei grimaced. After running for so long, it's only a quarter of it. It's going to be the Year of the Monkey.

"Have you regretted it? If you knew it earlier, you might as well change jobs, wouldn't you?" Wen Shang reluctantly took out two bottles of mineral water from his bag, handed one to Zhao Mei, and took a sip of the mineral water.

"I don't like betrayal, I'd rather be tired." Zhao Mei took the mineral water and said firmly.

"There are really very few people like you. They don't want to have a bright future, and they insist on walking with someone like me who is about to go bankrupt." Wen Shang twisted the bottle cap, and those who accompanied her along the hard way, No matter what, she dared not forget.

"To be honest, I have seen many people who lost their deepest beliefs because of fame and fortune. Is this really worth being happy? I don't understand. I have also imitated them, but I am not happy at all. , Intrigue, good at scheming, these, I have experienced these, I want to stay here, this place without intrigue and scheming." Zhao Mei said a lot in one breath, and this is the studio she said.

Wen Shang chuckled, put the water bottle into his bag, and said, "I didn't expect you to have such feelings."

"Isn't it?" Zhao Mei couldn't help laughing either.

"Although that's what you said, after resting for so long, let's go on to the next trip!" Wen Shang patted his buttocks and breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how bad the situation is, boosting morale is something that every leader must do.

Zhao Mei stood up willingly, and said, "Mr. Wen, I will follow you from now on. I hope you will not change, always like this."

Don't become like everyone else, don't forget your original intention.

"Wait and see what happens." Wen Shang said.

Then, on this day, they ran to a factory in the suburbs. Wen Shang wiped the sweat from his brow, looked at the house in front of him, and brought Zhao Mei forward.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the office next to her.

Zhao Mei also put away her tired posture, so as not to affect others' perception of their studio.

At this time, after a while, a bald middle-aged man opened the door. He glanced at Wen Shang and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to talk to your person in charge about cooperation." Wen Shang smiled professionally.

"I am, if you have any conditions and profits, come in and talk about it together." The middle-aged man entered the back room.

Zhao Mei and Wen Shang glanced at each other, and then followed in. The ordinary office environment is quite different from the previous factory manager.

"The conditions here are not as good as other factories, and the manufacturing time will be longer than ordinary factories, but what we can guarantee is that the quality of the manufactured products is guaranteed." The middle-aged man negotiated slowly. This is not like ordinary factories, which reject them directly or deliberately raise prices.

Wen Shang always felt that something was wrong, as if he would definitely cooperate with him.

However, after a while of negotiations, the success made Wen Shang doubtful, while Zhao Mei was already overjoyed.

After all, this meant that she would not have to spend time in the suburbs of the city for the next few days.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help stretching out her arms and hugging the air.

One of the burdens on Wen Shang is also reduced, at least the urgent need is solved. As long as these production lines are not broken, there will be a chance to make a comeback.

For a while, the manpower in the studio was not enough. Wen Shang gritted his teeth, and under the banner of training, he recruited a lot of people who were interested in this field. Every night, she would work overtime for an hour to teach these people, and these people, There will also be tuition fees.

Not many, but occasionally you can still buy some high-end models for the studio staff.

Cao Lizhi couldn't bear to see Wen Shang carrying all the burdens on his shoulders alone.

When he got off work, he saw Wen Shang holding a lunch box and heating it in the microwave oven in the studio, and he asked, "Boss Wen, if you don't mind, I'd like to help you train them."

Wen Shang unconsciously raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

"It's too tiring to see you alone." Cao Lizhi said honestly.

"There are so many people in the studio, how can you tell that I'm alone?" Wen Shang looked at the boy who was not very good at lying.

"Most of the current mess is handled by you alone." Cao Lizhi frowned slightly, and he didn't even notice it.

"This is not an endgame!" Wen Shang was firm, looking at Cao Lizhi.

"Okay, even if this isn't an endgame, it's still a mess, okay?" Cao Lizhi sighed, straightened his body, and said, "I'm a majestic seven-foot man, shouldn't I share the burden with the lady?"

Wen Shang almost didn't laugh out loud, she said: "It's ok, my seven-foot man, I understand your kindness, how about it, as long as you substitute for one class, it's 200 yuan an hour, usually only two hours of training a day That's good, you can't teach me for nothing, can you?"

They were not relatives, if they really helped her like this, she would feel a little embarrassed.

Cao Lizhi thought about it, and it would work. With such a short time of contact, he has a little understanding of Wen Shang's character, and he naturally understands that she is not a woman who likes to rely on others.

I like to carry everything on my shoulders, and I am neither humble nor overbearing.

For some reason, he was madly infatuated with her, a woman with strong self-control.

So, the two happily decided on the time slot for the class, and Wen Shang also breathed a sigh of relief, so that he would not have no time to spend with Tuanzi at all.

No, when she dragged her exhausted body to open the door, she saw that Tuanzi had fallen asleep on the sofa, presumably, waiting for her to come home.

She took a look at the mess on the table and the ground, and guessed it was another masterpiece of Tuanzi.

She suppressed her throbbing veins, suppressed the desire to beat up the dumpling, and began to search for it in the room.

I saw Tuanzi huddled in the corner, and Wen Shang was holding his collar. Fortunately, Tuanzi was not too heavy. For Wen Shang, she lifted him up easily.

Tuanzi looked at Wen Shang with a bitter face, without saying a word, just looked at Wen Shang just like that.

For some reason, Wen Shang couldn't say anything to blame Tuanzi at this moment, looking at his face, her heart ached unknowingly, so she would only soften her heart.

Wen Shang hugged Tuanzi with the other hand, held him in his arms, and patted him on the back.

She couldn't bear to scold him.

"Tuantuan thinks mom doesn't want Tuantuan anymore..." Tuanzi's aggrieved milk voice touched the soft string deep in Wen Shang's heart.

Wen Shang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked, "Why doesn't mom want Tuantuan? Tuantuan is a piece of meat that fell from my mother."

Tuanzi wiped his eyes with his small hands, as if wiping tears, he said aggrievedly: "Tuantuan hasn't played well with mom for a long time, Tuantuan... did something wrong? Mom doesn't want to see Tuantuan anymore? "

Wen Shang heard a pain in his heart for no reason, and she said: "Mom thinks about Tuan Tuan all the time. Mom is busy with work recently, so she can't be with Tuan Tuan. Mom has to work so that she can take Tuan Tuan to the places you most want to go. Disneyland!"

Tuanzi's eyes shone brightly, and he asked incredulously, "Really?"

"It's true, how could mom lie to Tuantuan." Wen Shang rubbed the tip of Tuanzi's nose with the tip of his nose, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

What a mother wants to do most is to do everything possible to make her child happy.

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