After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Shen Xunzhou looked at the check.

The words of refusal were on the tip of my tongue, but were blocked by the word "dignity".

Wen Jin now wants to stand on his own feet. If he doesn't accept the money, Wen Jin will find a way to give it to him. Instead of hurting the relationship in front of Wen Jin, it is better to accept it directly from Wen Qiyun.

After weighing the pros and cons, Shen Xunzhou glanced at Zhou Jin who was standing beside him.

The latter came over and took the check.

"enough?"

"Enough," Shen Xunzhou nodded: "Uncle Wen, have some tea."

"If that's enough, I won't bother you anymore."

"Uncle Wen, do you want to only make medical equipment forever?" Wen Qiyun was just about to get up when Shen Xunzhou uttered a sentence lightly while holding the cup in his hand.

Today's Shen Xunzhou has just begun to make his mark in the business world.

Three or five years later, many people would use all their connections to have a meal with him, but even if they begged for mercy, they might not be able to get what they wanted.

At that time, Shen Xunzhou was the overlord of the business world. One word of advice from him was worth more than years of hard work and struggle for an ordinary person.

Wen Qiyun paused because Shen Xunzhou was looking at the world from the perspective of the Shen family.

"If Uncle Wen is not in a hurry, let's chat for a while," Shen Xunzhou picked up the teacup in front of him, poured out the cooled tea, and refilled it with hot tea.

Wen Qiyun sat back slowly: "What advice does Mr. Shen have?"

"Every industry will eventually reach saturation. Although the medical equipment sector is not saturated, the replacement cost is too high and people generally do not replace them easily. And it involves human lives. You cannot do anything about it. If something can be used for a long time, the government will not replace it. In this way, your cycle will be extended indefinitely. There are only so many hospitals in Nanyang, but there are dozens of equipment companies of all sizes."

"The domestic market is highly competitive, and the foreign market has not been established. If you don't want to be trapped in the current situation for a long time, you have to find another way."

“Innovation is the only way out for Qiyun Equipment.”

Wen Qiyun was silent. He had thought about this problem over the years, but he had stayed in his comfort zone for too long. It was very difficult to break out. In addition, the company was in deficit now...

"Mr. Shen," Zhou Jin looked at the time and pointed at his watch.

Shen Xunzhou hummed, indicating that he understood.

Seeing this, Wen Qiyun slowly stood up and said, "I will seriously consider what Mr. Shen said. Thank you."

Shen Xunzhou chuckled: "Zhou Jin, see President Wen off."

"Mr. Wen, please come this way."

.........

At 8:25, Shen Xunzhou pulled the suit off the back of the chair and prepared to put it on.

Zhou Jin pushed the door open and handed him the tablet: "All the progress is in the document."

"Mr. Shen, there is something I don't understand."

"ask."

"Why do you want to give directions to Mr. Wen? Because of Miss Wen? From what I know about Wen Qiyun, he is not a person who has the courage to innovate."

Shen Xunzhou tied his tie with his back to Zhou Jin, his fingertips moving through it with ease: "It doesn't matter whether he has courage or not, it's enough that Wen Jin has courage."

"Boss Shen wants to help Miss Wen get promoted?"

"No?" Shen Xunzhou asked calmly.

Zhou Jin couldn't see the man's face, so he didn't notice the displeasure on his brow.

"In the time you have spent helping Miss Wen to take the top position, you could have created a thousand times more value! Besides, the Wen family's path is not easy to pave. There is not enough capital, and the managers are not courageous. Even if Miss Wen joins the Wen family company, she will lose a lot of money."

Shen Xunzhou smiled faintly, turned around and looked at Zhou Jin, and patted his shoulder with a rather pleasant expression: "I want more than just this kingdom."

There are people.

Didn’t Wen Jin want to stand up on his own?

Then help her stand up, and then talk to her about love.

Let her throw herself into his arms when she feels absolutely safe.

..........

"Have you received it?"

"Received it," Fang Ping asked as soon as Wen Qiyun got into the car.

"I asked someone to go to the school to check on Xiao Jin, but they said that Xiao Jin had moved out of the school last month and no longer lived on campus."

Wen Qiyun was surprised: "Where did you move to?"

"I don't know. No one answered the phone."

Wen Qiyun's face was filled with anxiety.

But when he thought about what happened last night, he sighed and said, "Let's wait a little longer! Wait until she contacts us."

Wen Jin went home last night and slept until the next afternoon. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to grab his phone and call 120.

She had a fever and slept in a daze all day.

When the ambulance took the person away, the property management immediately called Shi Jinghong, after all, they had reminded him in advance.

Shi Jinghong was usually an animal that roamed at night. He became very angry when he was woken up in the middle of his sleep.

Before I started to curse, I heard the three words "Miss Wen".

"What's up with her?"

"I don't know! The ambulance just came and took her away."

"Will Li kill someone?"

Shi Jinghong hung up the phone and immediately called Li Hui, asking anxiously, "Where are you?"

"Yuichi, what's wrong?"

"Did you touch Wen Jin?"

Li Hui was stunned for two seconds, then started to curse: "Why would I touch her? Is that right?"

When Shi Jinghong heard that it had nothing to do with Li Hui, he called Shen Xunzhou.

No one answered the call, probably he was in a meeting.

He turned around and called Jiang Ge, asking him to report the news.

Halfway through the meeting, Shen Xunzhou asked the vice president to continue and record the entire second half and send it to him in the form of a file.

Zhou Jin complained bitterly and looked at Jiang Ge with a calm face, but he was wailing in his heart like a resentful woman who had been toyed with and abandoned by a scumbag.

Workers, working soul, working to serve the superiors.

The boss is too willful.

.........

When Wen Jin woke up after being hung up in the water, it was already around five in the afternoon.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and slowly opened them.

I glanced at the off-white ceiling.

"Are you awake?"

"Old lady, the person is awake."

This sound......

Why is it so familiar?

"Are you awake?"

"Grandma..." The word "Grandma" came to his lips and stopped abruptly. Wen Jin almost thought he was still in his previous life.

"Why am I here?"