Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

I flipped through the mountain of documents, my brow furrowed.

Each page is like an insurmountable chasm, standing before us.

Domestic environmental protection technologies are more theoretical than practical.

Those experts and professors spoke eloquently, but they couldn't offer any practical solutions. Their empty theories left me feeling deeply powerless.

As my fingertips grazed the rough paper, I felt a sharp pain.

This is not just about the feel of paper, but also about the cruelty of reality.

The air was thick with a suffocating atmosphere, like thick ink, slowly swallowing me up.

I looked up at Gong Lin, who was intently staring at the computer screen, fine beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

He didn't say a word, only occasionally glancing up at me with the same worry and determination in his eyes.

"No, this can't go on." I put down the documents in my hand, my voice a little hoarse.

Gong Lin looked up at me with piercing eyes: "I'll think of a way. If it doesn't work domestically, we'll look abroad."

Soon, we contacted Mark, a representative of an overseas environmental technology company.

On the phone, his voice sounded polite, but it couldn't hide the shrewdness typical of a businessman.

After we met, his arrogant attitude made me even more uncomfortable, and his blue eyes were filled with a desire for profit.

The negotiations proceeded in a tense atmosphere.

“Ms. Miao, your project has great potential, but our technology is unique, so the price will naturally not be cheap.” Mark said casually, crossing his legs and tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

I took a deep breath and tried to make my tone sound calm: "Mr. Mark, we have investigated your company's technology and learned about market prices. The price you are offering is simply outrageously high."

Mark shrugged, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "High? No, no, no, Ms. Miao, you're mistaken. This price is absolutely worth it, you could even call it a friend's price. After all, your project requires top-notch technology, and my technology is the pinnacle of this industry. Moreover, you must accept the terms of this cooperation."

“I disagree,” I said firmly, looking him straight in the eye.

The conditions he proposed were like those of a vampire; I could never agree to them.

Mark's expression changed slightly, his smile froze on his face, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "Miss Miao, you should know that in this industry, only the strong survive. You disagree? Heh, I'm afraid you'll regret it in the end." He stood up, straightened his suit, and said with a cold laugh: "I'll give you a day to consider. I hope you won't make a decision you'll regret."

He ignored my protests, turned and left, leaving me and Gong Lin alone. The air seemed to freeze, making it suffocating.

"It seems we'll have to think of another way." I looked at Gong Lin, and he nodded slightly.

“I’ll figure out the money problem,” he suddenly said.

The bank doors slowly closed behind me, the cold, metallic feel seeming to penetrate my clothes and reach straight to my heart.

President Zhang's refusal was within my expectations, but it also chilled me to the bone.

His shifty eyes and evasive words revealed his cowardice and shortsightedness.

I clutched the rejected loan application tightly, my knuckles turning white, the thin paper almost crumbling under my fingers.

Stepping out of the bank, the sunlight was blinding, yet it did nothing to warm my cold heart.

The noise from the roadside seemed to be muffled through a thick pane of glass, making me feel dizzy.

I leaned against a tree trunk by the roadside, took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself down.

No, I can't give up!

This project is not only about my dream, but also about the future of this city, and I must persevere!

I contacted several more potential investors, but the result was the same.

They either politely declined or gave evasive answers, their words filled with worry and concern.

I know that Mr. Li must be behind this, that profit-driven, unscrupulous polluting company owner.

He was afraid that my project would affect his business, so he used every means to obstruct me.

Back at the project site, I slumped into a chair. The air around me seemed to freeze, making it hard for me to breathe.

Looking at the mountain of documents piled up on the table, I felt helpless and anxious.

Am I really going to give up?

"What's wrong?" A warm voice rang in my ear.

I looked up and saw Gong Lin standing in front of me. He gently pulled me into his arms, and the warm embrace gave me a sense of comfort.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired." I buried my head in his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, and a warm current flowed through my body.

"I know you've had a hard time." His voice was deep and gentle, like a clear spring, nourishing my parched heart.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

His words gave me tremendous encouragement. I looked up and saw his resolute eyes, and hope was rekindled in my heart.

Yes, I still have him, and I still have my dreams. I can't give up!

"Gong Lin," I looked at him, my eyes resolute, "I will succeed, I will!"

He smiled slightly, gently stroked my hair, and said nothing.

Suddenly, a piercing alarm shattered the night sky...

The piercing alarm shattered the silence of the night, its sharp sound like needles stabbing into my eardrums.

I was jolted awake from Gong Lin's embrace, a chill instantly running from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

not good!

Something must have happened!

I rushed out of the office, with Gong Lin close behind.

The base was brightly lit, and the pungent smell of burning permeated the air, accompanied by the roar of machinery and people's exclamations.

My heart sank, and a surge of anger welled up inside me.

What came into view was a scene of utter chaos: experimental equipment was smashed to pieces, wires were cut, various parts and fragments were scattered on the ground, and a strong smell of burning filled the air.

My eyes were practically spitting fire. Who was it?

Who did it?

!

"Boss Li!" I shouted the name through gritted teeth. I couldn't think of anyone else who would do this.

I immediately called Mr. Li. The moment the call connected, I practically yelled, "Mr. Li, what exactly are you trying to do?! Why did you send people to sabotage my project?!"

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Li's voice carried a hint of disdain and sarcasm: "Ms. Miao, what are you talking about? I don't understand. I advise you to manage your own projects properly and stop slandering good people everywhere."

"Framed? You dare say you didn't do this?!" I roared, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the phone.

"Where's the evidence? Do you have any evidence?" Mr. Li's voice was full of provocation.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

"Mr. Li, you'd better stop now, or I'll make you pay the price!"

After hanging up the phone, I felt my whole body trembling. That Mr. Li is utterly shameless!

To make matters worse, the next day, a report titled "Environmental Protection Projects Raise Many Questions, Experts Urge Caution in Promoting Them" appeared on the front page of major media outlets.

In his report, reporter Sun distorted the facts, portraying our project as a scam fraught with risks and uncertainties, and cited the opinions of so-called "experts" to question our technology and solutions.

As I read the newspaper report, I felt a chill rise from the soles of my feet and instantly spread throughout my body.

My vision blurred and I almost fainted.

The air around me seemed to freeze, making it hard for me to breathe.

"Miao Qing, don't worry, we'll find a way." Gong Lin's voice rang in my ears, warm and firm.

I looked up and saw Gong Lin's resolute eyes, and a glimmer of hope ignited in my heart.

Yes, I can't give up. I still have him, and I still have my dreams. I must persevere!

Just then, my phone rang; it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is this Ms. Miao Qing?" The voice on the other end of the phone was deep and hoarse.

"Yes, this is... May I ask who you are...?" Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by the voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm Researcher Chen, about your environmental protection project..."

The voice on the other end of the phone was hesitant and a little hoarse, as if it was trying hard to suppress some kind of emotion.

“I am Researcher Chen… Regarding your environmental protection project, I… I may have some new ideas.”

I froze, my fingers unconsciously tightening around the phone.

Researcher Chen?

Didn't he already clearly state that with the current level of technology in China, it's simply impossible to solve the problems in our project?

Is it...

“Researcher Chen, you mean…” My voice trembled slightly with excitement.

“Yes, Ms. Miao,” Researcher Chen’s voice sounded more determined than before, “I have carefully studied the solution you provided and reassessed our existing technology. Although the gap is large, I believe it is not entirely impossible. I… I would like to try again.”

A warm current surged through my heart, and a flame of hope burned brightly within me.

Researcher Chen's words were like a ray of sunshine suddenly shining in on this cold winter night, warming my whole body.

I could hardly believe my ears. Could things really be turning around?

"Researcher Chen, thank you! Thank you!" I was so excited that I couldn't speak coherently. Besides expressing my gratitude, I didn't know what else to say.

“Ms. Miao, don’t get too excited yet,” Researcher Chen’s voice returned to its previous hoarseness. “I’m just saying it’s possible, not that it will definitely succeed. And even if it does succeed, it will take time and a lot of experiments and verification.”

“I know, I know,” I quickly said. “No matter the outcome, I am very grateful to you! Your willingness to try again has already given me tremendous hope!”

After hanging up the phone, I jumped up excitedly and hugged Gong Lin tightly.

"Gong Lin, did you hear that? Researcher Chen said he might be able to solve the technical problem! We have hope!"

Gong Lin hugged me tightly, a relieved smile on his face.

"I knew you could do it." He gently stroked my hair, his tender voice making me feel incredibly at ease.

However, this joy did not last long.

Just when I thought everything was going in a good direction, a sudden phone call plunged me back into despair.

"Hello, Miss Miao? This is Director Wang..." The voice on the other end of the phone was low and heavy, as if it foreshadowed some bad news.

My heart sank suddenly and an ominous premonition came over me.

"Director Wang, hello, how can I help you?" I tried to keep my voice calm, but my hand holding the phone trembled involuntarily.

"Regarding your environmental protection project..." Director Wang paused for a moment, and my heart jumped.

"Due to... due to certain reasons, the project approval... may have to be temporarily suspended..."

"What?!" I could hardly believe my ears, and I almost dropped the phone.

"Director Wang, could you please repeat that? I... I didn't hear you clearly..."