A year later, the emperor ascended to the throne.

After seeing off the last batch of auditors, Nie Sheng returned to the president's office on the 21st floor.

Pushing the door open, a man leaned sideways on the corner of the table. His straight long legs were slightly bent into a curvature, and the buttons on his shirt sleeves were buttoned up meticulously. Hearing the voice, he turned his head and looked as if he was impressed.

He was cold and stern. But his eyes, which were always clear and cold, lacked a touch of brilliance and looked cold and dark.

Time is enough to change a person's temperament.

A year ago, Qin Mujue was the son of Qin's eldest son, Emperor Sheng's CEO, and looked down on everyone from a high position. But a year later, Qin Hansheng was shot, the Qin family was destroyed, all contracts of Emperor Sheng were terminated and suspended, and he almost retired from the mall.

And he, following him, watched helplessly as he fell from the clouds to the bottom, struggling and wandering... As soon as many major shareholders heard that Qin Hansheng was shot for drug trafficking, they hurriedly withdraw their funds and left, for fear of causing a scandal;

Di Sheng was forced to close down during the year, with almost no income, but various expenses snowballed, and more and more came from the pressure of public opinion from the outside world...

Under such pressure, he was really afraid that one day he would not be able to bear it anymore.

"Have they left?" Qin Mujie sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

"Already gone." Nie Sheng turned around and said, "Master Mu, what are you going to do next?"

What's next? He paused and smiled: "What do you think?"

"The first step for Di Sheng to regroup, how many pairs of eyes are watching behind his back, so he must be cautious." Nie Sheng said: "My subordinates feel that because of the drug trafficking incident a year ago, Di Sheng has created a very bad image for the public.

Oops. If you want to start over now, the most important thing is to establish a positive, positive image."

"The same idea as mine." Qin Muxie nodded: "For the next development project, I plan to build a drug research center and a permanent free welfare drug rehabilitation center to widely accept drug addicts in society and help them regain a new life.

.”

Nie Sheng was surprised: "Master Mu, isn't this a bit risky?" After a year, the 'Qin family drug trafficking incident' gradually faded away in the hearts of the people. Now Di Sheng openly built a drug research center a year later.

and drug rehabilitation center, this is undoubtedly an old matter. He is afraid that before the positive image has been established, all kinds of bad remarks with ulterior motives will have already started to rise...

"If you don't take risks, how do you know it won't work?" He put out the cigarette butt and folded his legs: "This is a decision I made after thinking about it for a year. Besides -" He paused and his eyes darkened: "

Besides, this is also my father’s request before he died.”

Nie Shengran: "I understand." He thought for a while and then said: "With the financial resources of Di Sheng now, just building a drug research center and drug rehabilitation center is not enough. And this is a public welfare.

Business, subsequent research expenses and various follow-up expenses will probably continue. I’m afraid it won’t be possible to rely on Disheng alone. We must find a company to cooperate and inject capital.”

There was concern in his words: "But given the current situation of Di Sheng, major banks have long ignored it. Which company dares to rashly inject capital at this time?"

"I've thought of this a long time ago." Qin Muzhen threw a magazine over: "This is the person I chose."

Nie Sheng grabbed the magazine: "Ruihua Real Estate, Qiao Guanli?"

"Have you heard of it?"

"How come I haven't heard of such a famous real estate tycoon? Ruihua Real Estate's real estate properties have been sold to sky-high prices in almost all cities. He had been staying in City C before, and only returned to City A in the past two years.

Nie Sheng sighed: "Chairman Qiao has made a lot of money these years."

"And I also heard that Qiao Guanli is a low-key person and enthusiastic about public welfare." Qin Muzhen said: "Maybe we can start from him."

"Is it possible?" Nie Sheng was still worried: "Di Sheng and Ruihua have never had any interaction before, and we came to our door rashly like this..."

"How will you know if it doesn't work if you don't give it a try?" Qin Mushi stood up and said, "If necessary, I will personally invite Chairman Qiao to have tea."

He picked up his suit jacket and said, "Ruihua, please contact me first. I have something else to do and I'm leaving first."

Nie Sheng asked: "Do you need me to drive you?"

"No need, you can do it yourself."

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Compared to the bright sunshine in the morning, it rained non-stop in the afternoon.

The cemetery in City A looked quiet and peaceful in the drizzle. Today is Qin Hansheng’s memorial day. A year ago, he wanted to bury his father’s body with his mother. But because Qin Hansheng died by shooting, the court only

He was allowed to be buried in a cemetery on the outskirts of city A. In the end, he couldn't, so he sent Uncle Jone back to Denmark and moved his mother's tomb here as well.

As before, the car stopped halfway up the mountain. Qin Muzai held an umbrella and climbed up the steps.

The air is filled with the smell of earth after rain, which is very reassuring...

He was holding the flowers and walking up, when suddenly there was the sound of footsteps coming down in a hurry. The person was holding an umbrella, and his face could not be seen. He could only identify that she was a woman by the white boots she was wearing.

Because the path was narrow, it could barely allow two people to pass by. When they passed each other, he gave way like a gentleman. The woman hurried down without saying a word of thanks, as if she was indeed in a hurry.

Unfortunately, the more she hurried, the more she went wrong. Before she could run a few steps, she suddenly slid to the ground with an 'ouch' sound, and her umbrella also fell to the ground.

Hearing this, his figure trembled. Why was this voice so familiar?

He turned around almost subconsciously. Before he could see clearly, the woman who had fallen to the ground had already stood up. She rubbed her ankles symbolically and continued to run down in a hurry.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around and continued to climb the stairs. However, he only took two steps before he paused, and his heartbeat began to beat wildly in his chest.

That voice, a voice that was once familiar to his bones, he remembered, was hers?!

The man suddenly threw away the umbrella and flowers in his hand, turned around, and hurriedly chased the woman in the direction he was walking. He lay in the mud, with heavy raindrops hitting him...

He didn't notice it at all, his eyes just followed the figure from behind.

Getting closer, getting closer...

It seemed that they were about to catch up. The woman walked to the mountainside and began to wait anxiously. After a while, a taxi appeared halfway up the mountain. Surprise appeared on her face, and she hurriedly reached out to stop the taxi. The taxi stopped.

She opened the car door and was about to get in, but a pair of hands took a step ahead of her and closed the door firmly.

She turned her head in surprise, and her eyes met a strange yet familiar mature face. The man looked at her, the expression on his face was very indifferent and distant, but it made people feel as if there was a molecule of joy brewing around him.

Sure enough, it was her! Qin Muzhen's pupils suddenly shrank. She was the woman who gave him a fatal blow and then cruelly disappeared from his life for a year.
Chapter completed!