Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the workers who got off work early, and didn't say much. Clean it up together when you have free hands.

Standing under the office building, looking at the lights revealed in the windows of his office.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and walked into the office building.

People from the factory office also started to leave in twos and threes, but the people on the list of people who might be involved in the conversation did not leave.

They wanted to leave a good impression on Jiang Xiaobai, but today, after talking with the first person, Jiang Xiaobai left and never came back.

"The factory manager is back,"

"The factory manager is back."

"Which factory manager?"

"Which other factory director can there be, Jiang Xiaobai, the factory director?" As soon as Jiang Xiaobai entered the factory office, the news of his return spread throughout the factory office.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't care at all, opened the door and walked into his office.

Jin Guoyan still maintained the posture when he left, holding a pen in his hand and writing on the manuscript paper without haste.

Jiang Xiaobai's face darkened, and he thought to himself: It's been a whole day, haven't you finished writing yet? This is not taking what you said seriously.

Hearing the movement of the door, Jin Guoyan wanted to turn his head to see if Jiang Xiaobai had returned, but found that his body was stiff after maintaining the same posture for a long time.

After turning his neck slightly twice, he turned his head away with difficulty.

"Jiang... Director Jiang, you are back." Jin Guoyan said hoarsely.

I wanted to stand up, but I moved a little, but my body didn't obey the command, and I almost fell off the stool.

"Well, I'm back," Jiang Xiaobai looked at Jin Guoyan's face, also a little dazed.

Didn't he call Jin Guoyan over this morning? Now it's less than 12 hours since I left and came back.

Why does Jin Guoyan feel like he hasn't seen him for decades.

The eyes were sunken, the lips were chapped, and the hair was a mess.

There was no brilliance in the eyes, and the whole person seemed to have lost all energy, like a walking dead.

It turns out that I just heard people say that such a thing as white hair overnight, I may not have thought that some things can really shock people like this.

For a moment, pity rose in Jiang Xiaobai's heart, but when he thought of what Jin Guoyan had done, it dissipated like smoke.

Jin Guoyan was able to be what he is today, entirely because of his own faults.

However, Jin Guoyan is still useful to Jiang Xiaobai, he can't make Jin Guoyan really suffer from physical problems.

After all, he is not here to fight corruption, but to reform.

"Old Jin, don't move," Jiang Xiaobai said, pouring a glass of water for Jin Guoyan.

Putting it in front of Jin Guoyan, Jin Guoyan helped with his other hand before putting down the pen he was holding tightly in his hand.

Holding the water tremblingly, he drank it in small sips.

And Jiang Xiaobai took a look at the manuscript in front of Jin Guoyan, and he had written more than half of it.

Jin Guoyan really wrote everything in detail, and also mixed with his own mental journey and reflection.

"Director Jiang, I'm going to finish writing soon," Jin Guoyan said hoarsely.

"Okay, don't worry, drink some water and call home first, stay in the factory at night, and then I'll go get some food and come back, after dinner, I will finish my writing."

Jiang Xiaobai pointed to the phone on the desk, and then went out.

Trembling, Jin Guoyan picked up the phone and called home.

Suppressing himself not to cry, someone informed the family, and then cryptically explained the family's funeral.

Fortunately, the family didn't notice any abnormalities. After hanging up the phone, Jin Guoyan looked out the window, tears streaming down his eyes uncontrollably.

Pick up the pen and continue writing.

"I am ashamed of my family, my factory, and my country..." At the end of the letter of repentance, Jin Guoyan wrote down these words emphatically.

Then he bit his finger and pressed the bloody handprint on his name.

After Jiang Xiaobai had eaten in the cafeteria, he brought a copy back to Jin Guoyan.

At this time, the people in the factory had almost left, and Jiang Xiaobai put the rice in front of Jin Guoyan.

"Old Jin, eat something." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Jin Guoyan started to eat with the meal, while Jiang Xiaobai read the book of repentance.

Jiang Xiaobai frowned and looked at the wound on Jin Guoyan's finger as the bloody smell still hadn't dissipated.

You frowned, but didn't say much?

After Jin Guoyan finished eating, he sat quietly opposite Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai spent more than half an hour on a rough look.

The outside of the window became more and more quiet, only unknown insects were chirping, and they didn't know what kind of insects they were. In such a cold weather, they all survived tenaciously.

Jiang Xiaobai put down the letter of repentance, he believed that at least at this moment, today, Jin Guoyan really repented sincerely.

"Old Jin, you still remember your original ideal, wishing that Daxing Glass Factory will be better and better, but you are going further and further down the wrong path, I don't know if you still have the courage to turn back?"

Jiang Xiaobai said, the lights outside the office were all extinguished, and only Jiang Xiaobai's office window was left with halo-colored lights in the entire office building.

"Turn back?" Jin Guoyan asked a little confused.

"Yes, Daxing Glass Factory is still half-dead even without your crap. You just accelerated the process. If you want to revive Daxing Glass Factory, you must revive Daxing Glass Factory from the ashes. Reform is the only way to revive Daxing Glass Factory from the ashes.

If you go in and stay inside, it is also a repentance. I can give you a chance to make a contribution to the revival of the Daxing Glass Factory. "

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Jin Guoyan and said.

The office fell silent, Jin Guoyan listened to Jiang Xiaobai's words, and his eyes regained their brilliance in an instant.

Jin Guoyan panted heavily, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Director Jiang, are you willing to give me another chance? Are you still willing to trust me?"

Jin Guoyan couldn't believe it, looked at Jiang Xiaobai and asked tremblingly.

"I believe in you, I believe in myself." Jiang Xiaobai said with a half-smile, his voice extremely confident.

He believed that if he looked at Jin Guoyan, Jin Guoyan was just a knife in his hand, and he didn't have to worry about turning back on him.

With Jin Guoyan's letter of repentance in his hand, he can send Jin Guoyan in anytime and anywhere.

Hearing Jiang Xiaobai's domineering words, Jin Guoyan also reacted.

That's right, Jiang Xiaobai has never taken himself seriously.

How long did it take? When Jiang Xiaobai took office, he was a veteran deputy factory director, and he had a lot of hardcore direct descendants.

Jiang Xiaobai is a young man with no roots at all.

But this is only a short period of less than a month.

I became a prisoner of others.