Chapter 142 Shutdown
The two entered the B1 building and first registered their visitor information at the front desk. Then, the property staff helped them swipe the elevator control card and go directly to the 7th floor.

According to the address sent by Xin Yunzhou, 710 Office.

The glass double doors were not closed, and what came into view was a background partition wall with four words in bold business font inlaid on the wall: Xiwei Technology.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Zhuang Jiming asked half-jokingly, "Have you bought shares?"

What's the meaning.

Liang Weining said bluntly: "It has nothing to do with me, just do your job."

After explaining their purpose, the lady at the front desk led the two to the reception area, seated them on two rows of light grey leather sofas, made tea and poured water, and asked them to wait for a moment while she went to inform Mr. Xin.

During this time, Liang Weining took a quick look around. The office area was quite spacious, with a staff of about fifty people.

I had a brief understanding over the phone. The company was founded two years ago, and its product has been online for eight months. The market response has been quite good, but unfortunately, the investor withdrew midway due to bankruptcy, resulting in the company being stuck in the B round of financing. It is caught in a dilemma and has to move forward with difficulty relying solely on the remaining original start-up capital from the early stage.

As for product content, she feels
Xin Yunzhou's clear voice rang out from the entrance of the reception area, interrupting her thoughts. Wen Huan turned her head and saw two figures, one in front and one behind, coming into view.

The moment Liang Weining saw Shen Fu, he was stunned.

Naturally, the great talent's heart was also stirred at this moment, and he glanced at Xin Yunzhou with a questioning look.

The latter automatically ignored it, walked straight forward and extended his hand to Zhuang Jiming, and said modestly with a smile: "Director Zhuang, I have heard of your name for a long time. Thank you for taking the trouble to come here in person."

After saying hello, I introduced the company's founder, Shen Fu, to the other party.

The main creator?
So, this company was founded by Shen Fu, and Xin Yunzhou invested in it with technology?

Faced with this situation, Liang Weining didn't know how to react.

It is not clear whether the other party did it intentionally or accidentally. Everything is explained clearly, except Shen Fu.

If she had known the situation in advance, she would not have agreed rashly.

What's the big deal about recommending your predecessor's company?

But there was no other way. I couldn't disrupt this investigation because of my emotions.

Two copies of the product introduction and market feedback were handed to Zhuang Jiming and her. Soon, they got to the point.

Across the sofa, Shen Fu's expression gradually became calm as he gave his explanation.

Seeing that the atmosphere had finally returned to normal, Xin Yunzhou breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, everyone was an adult and knew what was important and what was not.

This sit lasted until six in the afternoon.

Zhuang Jiming raised many questions and opinions regarding the product advancement direction involved in the project plan, and each of his questions hit the nail on the head and were quite sharp.

On the other hand, Shen Fu seemed to be able to handle investor trials with ease.

If I wasn't interested, I wouldn't talk to him for long.

From three to six o'clock, no investor is willing to waste three full hours on a low-quality project.

Judging from Zhuang Jiming's attitude and behavior, not only Shen Fu, but also Liang Weining, subconsciously thought that Director Zhuang was very optimistic about Xiwei Technology.

After finishing, I went to the bathroom, turned on my phone, and found that only 5% of the battery was left.

Zhuang Jiming called at the right time and said that there was an urgent matter and he had to go back to the company immediately to deal with it. Knowing that she didn't drive today, he asked her how she would get back later.

Not wanting to cause trouble for the other party, Liang Weining smiled and said, "It's okay, I can take a taxi myself, you go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."

When leaving the company, I forgot to bring my charger.

I went back to Xiwei Technology and planned to borrow a data cable from Xin Yunzhou. Her phone was a regular model, so it should be compatible.

After entering, I saw that all the employees had left work and the workstations were empty. Shen Fu was the only one left in the reception area, and Xin Yunzhou was nowhere to be found.

Standing at the door, Liang Weining asked, "Mr. Shen, do you have an R29 data cable? My phone is out of battery. I need to borrow it for a few minutes. Thank you."

Call him 'Mr. Shen'.

A polite, unfamiliar, yet polite enough tone.

Shen Fu raised his head from the plan and looked at the girl gently. An inexplicable feeling flashed through his heart, but it was fleeting and he couldn't catch it.

Today, July 7st, is her birthday.

Should I say "Happy Birthday"? And the graduation gift that I didn't have time to give out that year has been carried with him and placed in the car. He fantasizes that if he encounters it one day, he can give it to him and put an end to his regrets and knots.

But the first few times, he hesitated.

"R29, I'll go ask."

After Shen Fu finished speaking, he stood up from the sofa and walked towards the office area. He didn't expect that everyone would get off work so early today. Looking around the empty company, he stood there awkwardly.

The results speak for themselves.

Fine.

Liang Weining understood what he meant, said goodbye to Mr. Shen, and prepared to leave. He pressed the door control button on the wall, grasped the door handle and pushed it, but it didn't move at all.

? ?
She turned her head and looked at Shen Fu with a questioning look on her face.

The latter walked over, raised his hand, and followed the same procedure, but still did not push.

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Shen Fu took out his cell phone and called Xin Yunzhou.

In a few words, I found out what was going on.

Xin Yunzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He guessed that the receptionist heard no noise when she came back from the restroom, so she mistakenly thought that everyone had left and locked the door.

Outrageous.

As an administrator, it is a low-level mistake to make.

Shen Fu had a cold face and said in a deep voice: "Tell someone to come back quickly and open the door."

The call was disconnected.

At the same time, Liang Weining felt a slight vibration in the palm of his hand, the battery was exhausted, and the phone automatically turned off.

At first I was able to remain calm.

Half an hour later, the so-called front desk staff still hadn't shown up. It was obvious that the girl was getting impatient, so Shen Fu suggested, "If you're too bored, I'll play a movie for you."

Just to kill time.

Liang Weining had no expression on his face and said nothing.

At this time, Xin Yunzhou called with bad news.

He said that the front desk clerk had a special matter and couldn't leave. He was rushing to the company from home and there was a traffic jam on the road. It was expected to take about 40 minutes, so he asked the two to wait patiently.

Forty minutes.

The air seemed to freeze.
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At seven o'clock in the evening, the Gulfstream G700 business jet landed at the Capital Airport on time.

It was getting dark, and the extended Pullman car was driving smoothly towards the S01 expressway. The buildings outside the window were slowly receding, and the online meeting was coming to an end.

Before going offline, the project leader asked one more question: "Regarding the cooperation with Zhang Group, does Mr. Chen have any additional instructions?"

There is no doubt that after today's ceremony, the position and attitude of the man from Taiping Mountain towards the second phase plan of the Lianwu Island project caused the subordinates to inevitably hesitate and feel uneasy at the psychological level.

In the back seat, a man leaned against the chair with a calm expression, his hand holding a cigarette resting on the window sill, scarlet sparks passed by with the hot summer wind, and the tobacco burned violently and silently.

The electronic tablet connection was placed aside, and only faint wind noise could be heard from the microphone port.

The gentleman's long silence made several senior executives uneasy.

When the cigarette was half burned and the broken ashes merged into the night, Chen Jingyuan turned his gaze back to the hands on the watch on his wrist and said calmly, "Everything is the same as before."

Only four words.

Enough to unload the burden of everyone.

The meeting was over, the cigarette was put out in the ashtray, the glass window slowly rose, and the carriage fell into silence.

Chen Jingyuan took the phone and dialed.

Prompt to shut down.