I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

Wei Xiuwen and others finally walked out on their own, no one saw them off.

The man next to him had a worried look on his face, clearly not expecting the situation to develop this way. He was a little dazed, "Mr. Wei, will Mr. Lou scold us?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiuwen's brows darkened, and the displeasure on his face became more and more obvious.

He didn't speak.

In the conference room, after everyone had left, Old Yu sighed, "Actually, if we can get the Xianhua Town project, we can still hold on for quite a while."

However, with Jing Zhanheng gone, the advantages they had originally anticipated disappeared. They weren't sure if President Wen would be affected by family ties. If not, the company would be largely unaffected, and there weren't any major liquidity issues at the moment. If so...

This is also the situation that Mr. Yu is most worried about at the moment.

If we miss this project again, the company will face risks in the future due to stock market problems, and may face major problems, be unable to operate, and lack talent.

In response, Kyocera sat in the main seat and said calmly, "Don't worry about this problem. The plan is ready. The recruitment has been announced. In addition, for those who want to fire, how will their wages be settled and they can leave?"

Old Yu glanced at her, feeling somewhat puzzled. It was strange that he felt an inexplicable sense of security when facing a ten-year-old child.

"This is the only way for now." There is no better way.

"A bunch of little bastards, always changing their attitudes according to the situation." Old Fang snorted disdainfully, took a sip of the old wine he brought with him, and looked generous and fearless.

Yu Lao was helpless, "The eldest lady is still here, can you be more steady?"

What bullshit are you talking about in front of the children!

Mr. Fang touched his forehead and said nothing more, just drinking in silence.

He is not a good talker to begin with, and besides, they are just a bunch of worthless bastards, so they won't be able to say a single good word for him.

downstairs.

Wei Xiuwen looked at the tall buildings behind him, which was also the place he once dreamed of, and recalled Kyocera's attitude.

He couldn't help but frown, feeling inexplicably uneasy, as if something was wrong.

But he didn't think too much about it and just regarded it as Jing's last struggle.

^

On the 8th, school started, and Kyocera took a half-month leave and didn't go.

This was the day when Xianhua Town announced the final winner. All companies brought their proposals to participate, and the venue was a very ordinary private bidding meeting.

Jingshi only sent Kyocera and Mr. Yu, and the others were waiting for news at the company.

The organizer arranged the seat on the right side of the first row, only one seat away from the center. The middle seat is for the person above, so they should be given the proper respect.

Old Yu followed Kyocera slowly, half a step behind him, his face calm. Occasionally he would turn his head and talk to the girl who was less than 1.5 meters tall.

Many people present looked over with curiosity. Most of them had seen Kyocera. Even those who had not seen it had learned about it through programs featuring celebrity parents.

Even after the two of them sat down, eyes kept turning to the front row from behind.

Kyocera glanced at the stage and didn't pay much attention to the whispered discussions of the crowd. It was quite insignificant. She didn't dress up too much and sat quietly with a document on her legs and a USB drive in between.

Elder Yu watched the promotional videos playing on the stage without looking away, and without deliberately lowering his voice, "It's about to start. We shouldn't have many opponents."

Not many?

The few people behind him who heard his words had no expression on their faces, but they were more or less mocking in their hearts. In their eyes, a company without a leader is nothing.

A plate of loose sand.

Today is the day when the final buyer of the Xianhua project will be announced. They used to be afraid of the Jing family, but now... they are afraid that the Lou family will dominate.

It’s like a cycle. Even if the Jing and Lou families are gone, sooner or later there will be another family.

"Mr. Yu, please go back to the company after the announcement. I need to go to the hospital." Kyocera's expression did not change at all, and he continued chatting.

Old Yu nodded, and finally felt a little relieved from the worries of the past few days.

Listening to the faint discussions behind him, he smiled without saying anything. If it were yesterday, he might have been worried too, but since he saw the plan brought by Kyocera this morning.

It’s not that he hasn’t seen a perfect solution, but it’s a novel idea that is completely beyond everyone’s imagination. It’s wild and imaginative, yet can be turned into reality.

He still remembered his first thought at that time, maybe Mr. Jing could really retire.

"Miss Jing, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in his ears, bringing Mr. Yu back to his senses. He raised his head, his brows lowered, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to block out the sharpness.

The place was quiet, with only occasional voices coming from the speakers on the stage.

Lou Du was always as gentle as jade, with a faint smile on his lips, but his posture seemed casual and he had no intention of continuing to communicate with Kyocera.

He was accompanied by a girl of about fifteen years old.

Mr. Yu withdrew his gaze and said nothing.

Kyocera didn't say anything, and didn't even look up.

Everyone present was smart and had their own ideas. They could discuss them in private, but asking them to dance in front of Kyocera still required consideration.

Who knows if the Jing family has any other means, and whether Jing Zhanheng has left a way out.

Anyone without any brains is not qualified to sit here today.

only……

Wen Yueqi's face was cold and icy. She lowered her eyebrows and saw the girl in pink. She was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Hello, I'm Wen Yueqi."

Unexpectedly, Wen Yueqi would take the initiative to say hello. Lou Du, who had turned halfway, paused, pursed his thin lips slightly, and looked at Kyocera straight in the eye for the first time.

When he saw this, he narrowed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Jing Zhanheng and Jing Siyu's daughter seemed to be different from what Jing Siyu described, and even the information he found did not match.

After hearing Wen Yueqi's words, Kyocera finally looked up, his eyes clear and calm, his fingertips tapping on the folder intermittently, as if thinking about something.

Before she could think of anything, the host walked onto the stage with a microphone in hand, and two leaders came in from backstage, surrounding the man in the center.

The moment the man appeared, everyone in the audience no longer paid attention to Kyocera and the others. They all sat up straight and held their plans tightly.

When Wen Yekun passed the first row, his eyes clearly stayed on Wen Yueqi for a few seconds, his brows furrowed, and he quickly looked away.

Lou Du naturally did not miss the change in his eyes. He looked at Wen Yueqi and said in a gentle voice, "Miss Wen, please take a seat."

"Oh." Wen Yueqi seemed to have just come back to her senses. She casually stuffed a lollipop into her mouth, sat down next to Lou Du, lowered her head, and didn't know what she was thinking.

On Yu Lao's side, his expression was a little gloomy, "Miss..."

"It's okay." Kyocera shook his head.

Seeing her looking at the stage expressionlessly, Mr. Yu tightened and loosened his hands, and finally sighed and stopped thinking about it.

Everything depends on how events develop next.

"Welcome everyone to such an important occasion today. Next..."