It's great that I can be reborn

So on the second day, they came to Shencheng again.

After half a month, the temperature in the northern country is getting colder every day, and pedestrians wearing short sleeves can still be seen everywhere on the streets of the southern country, as if nothing has changed.

It's just that when they stood in front of the gate of Chengli Company again, they realized that the city had undergone earth-shaking changes in a small part.

Behind the closed gate was an empty building, the old doorman who went to work to catch fish was gone, and there were no employees holding banners outside the door to ask for salary.

Zhang Zhenzhen came out of a nearby convenience store with two bottles of Coke in her hand, and handed one of the frozen bottles to Zhang Fan.

"After Liang Licheng died, there was no one in Chengli Company. Those who ask for money now go to his house. The boss thought I was also here to collect debts, so he kindly told me his home address."

Speaking of which, she seemed to be thirsty. She unscrewed the cap of the bottle of Coca-Cola in her hand, raised her head and took a long sip, and then asked softly to Zhang Fan, "It's not too far from here. Don't go and see?"

Zhang Fan shook his head. "No, we are not related to his family, so it's not good to be treated like a weasel."

"This is also the reason, then let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhenzhen took Zhang Fan's hand, ready to leave this place of right and wrong.

Even though today was a sunny day and the sun was in the sky, Zhang Zhenzhen's hands were very cold, so Zhang Fan didn't follow suit, but asked, "Sister, are you afraid of ghosts?"

"I'm not afraid, and I haven't done anything wrong." Zhang Zhenzhen immediately replied loudly.

It's just that when she said this, her body was trembling.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Fana didn't know that she was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and thought to himself: "It really is so.",

It was a wind blowing in the street, Zhang Zhenzhen was blown by the chilly wind and felt hairy, she hurriedly grabbed Zhang Fan's hand and wanted to leave.

"Let's go, don't stay here anymore, didn't you just ask for a day off?"

"Sister, you are so timid."

Zhang Fan still refused to go with Zhang Zhenzhen, instead he laughed and teased her.

"I'm a coward, right? Ever since I found out that Liang Licheng had jumped to his death, I've been having nightmares lately." Zhang didn't force himself this time, but admitted it openly, ready to move it with emotion.

It's just that seeing her say that, Zhang Fan couldn't have easily left. Instead, he took her hand and walked towards a fence.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look."

Zhang Zhenzhen was reluctantly being dragged forward by Zhang Fan, while begging: "Xiao Fan, can you remember it by yourself? I'm really afraid."

"What are you afraid of? I'm here." Zhang Fan turned his head and stared into Zhang Zhenzhen's eyes and said.

When he said this, Zhang Zhenzhen no longer resisted, and even took the initiative to climb up the fence.

Because there was a pile of bricks piled up at the base of the wall, it was easy for her to go up, but it was difficult to get down.

Zhang Zhenzhen squatted on the wall, looking eagerly at Zhang Fan who was standing below.

"Xiaofan, I dare not dance."

Looking at the wall less than two meters high, Zhang Fan didn't make fun of her for being a coward this time, but obediently raised his hands to her and said, "I'll pick you up."

"Ah."

Zhang Zhenzhen nodded her head lightly, swooped onto Zhang Fan's body with a swoop, and then refused to get off.

Feeling the strength from his waist and neck, Zhang Fan showed a very helpless expression, and said angrily: "You are such a big man, and you still play such a childish game."

Zhang Zhenzhen laughed "hehe", straightened her waist, looked down at Zhang Fan and whispered, "The last time I was hugged like this was when I was seven years old, when my dad and I went to cut pigweed, that Tian Kanzi and this The wall is almost as high."

She paused here, as if lost in memory, and continued after more than ten seconds: "Later, I went to cut pigweed by myself, and I also learned to jump on the field, and sometimes I deliberately didn't walk for fun. , I just jumped from the top paddy field to the bottom with an empty backpack on my back."

"understood."

Zhang Fan held Zhang Zhenzhen's buttocks with both hands, and held her for more than ten steps before putting her down.

It's not that he can't afford to hug her, but that the girl herself is too embarrassed to act like a baby.

But after this incident, Zhang Zhenzhen really became bolder, at least she no longer thinks that everything around her is eerie.

=

Looking at the faintly visible white lines on the concrete floor, Zhang Fan knew that this was the place where Liang Licheng died.

Looking up at the opened glass window, he asked himself again in his heart: "Does Liang Licheng's death have anything to do with him?"

He can buy Chengli, or he can say something kindly: "Functional phones will soon be eliminated by smart phones in the future. Mr. Liang might as well focus on Africa instead of focusing on the domestic market."

The former does not conform to reality, and the latter is effortless.

It's just that he didn't do anything in the end, he just chose to be a passerby.

Zhang Fan's heels collided with the cement continuously and made a "da da da..." sound, and he moved his gaze to the sky above his head. The sunlight made him squint his eyes unconsciously.

Zhang Zhenzhen held Zhang Fan's hand tightly, looked at his face and asked softly, "Xiao Fan, are you also afraid of ghosts?"

"Not afraid, I am only afraid that I will become a ghost."

"Oh."

Zhang Zhenzhen nodded slightly, held Zhang Fan's fingers even harder, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will never let you become a ghost, because I don't want to have nightmares every night."

"Ah."

Seeing the smile on Zhang Zhenzhen's face, there was a smile on the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, and after exhaling all the cold air accumulated in his lungs in one breath, the breeze blowing towards him no longer carried the chill.

"Let's go, let's meet the designer."

One of the purposes of his coming to Shencheng this time was to invite this person to join his company.

Although Yang Tuo had called her several times before, the other party always refused because the capital was too far away.

It's just that Zhang Fan didn't want to give up so easily. Now that he had come to Shencheng, he made an appointment with him to chat with him in person.

The other party has agreed to meet, indicating that there is still a chance.

However, when he saw the fashionable girl sitting in the corner of the coffee shop, he stopped unconsciously.

Zhang Zhenzhen was also very surprised, she didn't expect this designer to be Liang Licheng's daughter.

There was no surprise on Liang Yuqian's face. After seeing Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing coming in, she stood up from her seat, smiled and nodded at them.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

Liang Yuqian's voice was very different from before, it was very hoarse, which was why Zhang Fan couldn't hear it.

Chapter 199

Sitting down on the seat opposite Liang Yuqian, Zhang Fan realized that her haggard face was visible to the naked eye, and she was not a glamorous and fashionable girl.

"I didn't expect it to be you." Zhang Fan sighed, this matter is too coincidental.

"I have a problem with my throat." Liang Yuqian quickly explained, and then asked: "Did Yang Tuo tell you it was me?"

Seeing that she misunderstood what he meant, Zhang Fan suddenly understood one thing, that he and Zhang Zhenzhen were nothing but mediocrity.

Perhaps in Liang Yuqian's view, they were just passers-by in his father's life.

Just like those people who came to talk about acquisitions before, they made the same choice as them.

Perhaps this is a matter of course.

Thinking of it this way, Zhang Fan's spirit became a little lighter. At least he did not do anything wrong, but he just didn't do it well.

Seeing Zhang Fan's silence, Liang Yuqian lowered her head, picked up a white spoon and slowly stirred the coffee, and asked softly, "Are you also looking at qualifications?"

In fact, she has already submitted resumes to mobile phones such as Huawei and BBK, and wants to become their product designer.

It's just that she didn't have a good resume, so she was rejected without any surprise.

"No."

Zhang Fan shook his head, carefully thinking about the wording in his mind, and slowly said: "After I saw the mobile phones that Chengli was selling, I wanted to recruit you to my company, just because of your father. , I gave up on this idea, and when I thought about it later, I asked Yang Tuo to contact you, but..."

His speech speed was not fast, his voice was not loud, and he spoke intermittently.

Liang Yuqian raised her head again, smiled at Zhang Fan and said, "Thank you."

She is not the kind of girl who is ignorant of the world. Even if she didn't know it before, what happened in the past half month can make her very mature.

Naturally, he knew what kind of bad idea the person opposite had originally planned, but his conscience found out halfway, so he chose to leave without doing anything.

"conscience."

Liang Yuqian recited this word silently in her heart, and suddenly realized that the siblings were indeed conscientious, and did not choose to add insult to injury.

Regardless of whether he was doing it for his own peace of mind, it would be nice to be able to tell her about it frankly.

On the other hand, they also gave their father an extra day of life.

When sorting out Liang Licheng's belongings, she and her mother also found his suicide note. After knowing that he came back from Lingding Island, he wanted to die, but there was still a glimmer of hope.

It's just that he couldn't see any hope, so after settling those old accounts, he chose to die.

"It's a pity that Dad was rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home looking for those IOUs, but I didn't see it. I thought he had finally figured it out."

=

This time, Liang Yuqian was distracted, and it took about a minute before she was awakened by the sound of a car horn outside the glass, and she hurriedly smiled apologetically at Zhang Fan and Zhang Zhenzhen.

"Sorry, I just thought of something."

Taking a deep breath, he forced a smile again, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "No wonder Uncle Yang has been persuading me, but I was busy with my father's funeral at the time, and I was helping my family deal with the debts left by him. It’s also inconvenient, so I had to ask him to help me refuse.”

Her words were half true and half false. At that time, she was mainly waiting for replies from other companies.

Her mother is here, and her husband is here, so she naturally hopes to work locally or in this province.

Moreover, compared to the little-known clover, Huawei and BBK are obviously more attractive.

Maybe it's because Liang Yuqian's acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past half month, maybe it's because the way she speaks cautiously is sympathetic, maybe it's because Zhang Fan doesn't care about the truth of her words at all, and just wants to recruit her as a talent.

After she finished speaking, Zhang Fan stood up from his seat and stretched out his right hand to her.

"Miss Liang, the annual salary of 50 does not include rewards and dividends."

Liang Yuqian stared blankly at Zhang Fan, and subconsciously asked, "Are you sympathizing with me?"

"No."

Zhang Fan shook his head, picked up a transparent plastic bag from the seat behind him, put it on the table, and said seriously: "They told me that you are worth the money."

Seeing that Liang Yuqian was still dumbfounded, he said again: "Shamrock is not only a technology company, but also a design company. Only good-looking things will be liked by people."

Hearing what Zhang Fan said, Liang Yuqian looked at the carefully designed products in the bag, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Aren't these phones beautiful? They can't be sold."

"That's because they are only beautiful. Mobile phones are electronic products, not works of art. From now on, smartphones will dominate the world. Mobile phones are not only used for making calls and sending text messages, but also for people to acquire knowledge, enjoy entertainment, and facilitate life. Waiting for a comprehensive tool..."

Zhang Fan talked a lot in one breath, and Zhang Zhenzhen listened with gusto. Although Liang Yuqian couldn't understand everything, she also wanted to understand why no one bought the mobile phone that her father made carefully.

"So that's the case! He just doesn't have such advanced insights, and I, a smart person who looks down on him for being dull and rotten, didn't think of it."

Liang Yuqian's nose started to sore again, and she realized that she had no right to blame her father.

Seeing the snot in Liang Yuqian's nose, Zhang Zhenzhen took out a pack of tissues from her bag and handed it to her, at the same time said: "That's it for today, call us when you think about it."

"Don't think about it, I'll go there after I finish handling the matter here." Liang Yuqian replied.

After waking up with a clean nose, he looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Mr. Zhang, can I advance my salary for three years?"

"Others can't, of course you can." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Is it sympathy?"

"No, it's a tribute to a good man."

"In return, can I invite you to my house for a light meal tonight? My mother cooks delicious Cantonese food."

This time Zhang Fan didn't answer, but looked sideways at Zhang Zhenzhen.

"It's an honor." Zhang Zhenzhen nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go home now and let my mother buy some seafood."

After finishing speaking, Liang Yuqian took the bag of her beloved treasures and left the coffee shop.

Looking directly at her back, Zhang Fan muttered to himself, "This is a pretty good story!"

"En." Zhang Zhenzhen nodded lightly.