Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

Chen Yang had a mink coat draped over his arm; he'd worn it when he left. He hadn't expected Jiangcheng to be so hot upon his return, and his suitcase was full, so he could only drape it over his arm. He wore a dark gray jacket and carried a simple duffel bag as he stood at the workshop entrance.

His hair was a little messy, and his face showed the fatigue of a long journey, but his eyes were exceptionally bright, like two cold stars in the night sky.

Chen Yang glanced at the scene in the workshop—the workers with tear-streaked faces, the woman standing in the center of the crowd, also with tears streaming down her face, the little girl standing in front of her, still sobbing, and those complicated gazes, filled with guilt, gratitude, and hope.

Chen Yang instantly understood what was happening. He put down his luggage bag and strode into the workshop.

The workers automatically made way for Chen Yang, who walked up to Fang Ziwei, reached out and gently wiped away her tears. The gesture was as gentle as if he were touching the most precious porcelain in the world.

"Don't cry, I'm back!" Chen Yang's voice was very low, only she could hear it.

Fang Ziwei looked up at Chen Yang, at his familiar face and those eyes filled with heartache, and suddenly felt that all the grievances and weariness in her heart had found an outlet.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything; instead, her tears flowed even more fiercely.

Chen Yang gently pulled her into his arms, patted her back, and after a moment, he released Fang Ziwei, turned around, and faced the workers.

His gaze swept across everyone's face, unhurried yet seemingly able to see right through them.

The workshop was extremely quiet, so quiet that you could hear each other breathing. Finally, Chen Yang spoke: "I heard everything that happened just now."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clearly heard by everyone: "I understand you want to resign. After all, who isn't trying to make a living?"

The workers looked at each other, wondering what this man who had suddenly appeared had to say.

Chen Yang chuckled and pointed at the twenty-odd workers standing in front of him, then waved his hand lightly, "You can leave now. I'll settle your wages; you won't be shortchanged by a single penny!"

After speaking, Chen Yang bowed slightly to the workers, his sincere attitude touching everyone present. "Thank you for your help to Xiaowei over the years, and thank you for everything you've done for Ziyang Medical Supplies. But..."

As he spoke, Chen Yang straightened up and looked at them with a smile, "From now on, it's all over. You have nothing to do with Ziyang Medical Supplies anymore. After you get your last paycheck, you can start looking for new jobs tomorrow!"

All the workers were stunned, staring blankly at Chen Yang. Xiao Fang stood to the side, staring blankly at the man, a strange feeling suddenly welling up in her heart—this person was not simple.

“Mr. Chen...you don’t know what happened, we had no choice.”

"Mr. Chen, if the factory doesn't stop production, we won't..."

Chen Yang's gaze swept coldly over the workers who had wavered, finally landing on Zheng Mei: "Sister Zheng Mei, right?"

Zheng Mei paused for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.

Chen Yang nodded slightly and said, "I know you. You've been a long-time employee. Xiao Wei mentioned your son's hospitalization to me."

"Five thousand yuan is not a lot for us, but it is not a small amount for an ordinary family. Why is Xiaowei willing to pay? It's not because we have a lot of money, but because she treats you like family."

Zheng Mei's eyes reddened again.

Chen Yang turned to Old Wang: "Uncle Wang, your wife's job was also arranged by Xiao Wei. She could have found someone younger and more capable, but she chose your wife. Why?"

"Because she knows you need this income."

Old Wang lowered his head even further.

Chen Yang recounted the past one by one, remembering each person's situation clearly—not from documents, but from what Fang Ziwei mentioned during their conversations.

Finally, he turned to everyone and said, word by word, "Xiao Wei treats you all like family. Now that something has happened at home and you want to leave, she won't blame you."

"But as her husband, I blame you!"

Chen Yang paused, then his voice suddenly became firm and powerful: "If we can only share the good times but not the bad, then we're not family!"

"Since you want to leave, you'll have to leave tomorrow, whether you stay today or not. Let's not hold each other back!" With that, Chen Yang pointed towards the door. "Find my assistant later to register, and I'll settle your wages, more than you'll get!"

After saying that, Chen Yang pointed to the ground and said, "I, Chen Yang, am putting this out there today—I will solve the factory's problems."

"I'll pay the fine! No matter how long the factory is shut down, you won't lose a single penny of your wages!"

"From today onwards, anyone who wants to touch this factory will have to ask me, Chen Yang, first if I agree!"

After the words were spoken, the workshop fell silent. Then, someone started clapping. The applause grew louder and more enthusiastic until it resounded throughout the entire workshop.

The workers looked at Chen Yang, at this man who had suddenly appeared, and their eyes shone with a different light.

Fang Ziwei stood aside, looking at Chen Yang, and tears streamed down her face again, but this time, they were tears of emotion and tears of happiness.

Xiao Fang squeezed in front of Chen Yang, tilted her head back, and asked, "Are you... are you President Fang's husband?"

Chen Yang looked down at her and smiled: "Yes, I'm her husband."

Xiao Fang's eyes lit up: "Can you really solve the factory's problems?"

Chen Yang nodded: "Absolutely!"

Xiao Fang then asked, "Do you know who's messing with us?"

Chen Yang's gaze sharpened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "I don't need to know. I only know that anyone who dares to touch my wife will come to a bad end!"

Xiaofang clenched her little fists: "Then you must teach them a lesson! Kangjian is bullying us too much!"

Looking at her indignant expression, Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, for your righteousness just now, I promise you, I'll let you see it with your own eyes!"

After the workers left, Fang Ziwei and Chen Yang returned to the office. Fang Ziwei leaned against Chen Yang, her arms wrapped around his waist, her face pressed against his chest, and remained silent for a long time.

Chen Yang gently stroked her hair without saying a word. After a while, Fang Ziwei finally looked up at him and asked, "Brother, why are you here? Aren't there a lot of things to do in Beijing?"

Chen Yang stroked Fang Ziwei's hair and smiled, "My wife has been bullied, how could I not come back?"

"What could be more important than my wife's affairs!" Chen Yang said, playfully flicking Fang Ziwei's nose. "In this world, my wife's affairs are the most important!"

Fang Ziwei looked at Chen Yang, her nose tingled, and she was about to cry again. Chen Yang quickly wiped her eyes and said, "Don't cry, or you'll look like a cat with a dirty face!"

Fang Ziwei was amused by him and lightly punched him: "You're such a chatterbox."

Chen Yang grasped her hand, his expression turning serious: "Xiao Wei, I know everything. Don't worry, leave this to me."

Fang Ziwei looked at him with worry in her eyes: "Brother, this matter..." As she spoke, Fang Ziwei revealed a trace of worry, "It seems that it is not so easy to resolve."

After listening, Chen Yang nodded slightly, then fell into deep thought. "I can see that anyone who dares to mess with the municipal party secretary is bound to be difficult to deal with."

"I just don't understand why they dared to do this. Don't they know our family's background? Isn't this just courting death?"

Chen Yang looked at Fang Ziwei and asked, "Who on earth is this person who has such audacity?"