Two hours later, He Qinqin and the Zhuo family arrived in Bishui Town.
However, when Zhuo Feng led them to Bishui Garment Factory with ease, they discovered that the stone lions that Si Jiuyin had added to the factory gate twenty years ago when she took over were gone.
He frowned, realizing that things were not so simple.
Zhuo Yun looked at the rusty iron gate and said, "Why does this look so dilapidated?"
They've staked out these places many times over the years; weren't they automatic doors before?
Zhuo Feng touched his nose: "The outside hasn't been renovated, but the inside has been improved quite a bit."
Upon hearing this, He Qinqin took out the key and opened the large iron gate.
"Squeak—"
The rusty door was pushed open, and the three entered the factory. Before they had taken more than a few steps, they heard a loud crash behind them.
All three of them shrank back in fright, only to find—
Even a big mosquito is still meat.
He Qinqin also felt strange. If the key hadn't been able to open the lock, she would have suspected that she had gone to the wrong place.
"Alright, alright, we've used him, let him go!" Zhuo Yun rolled her eyes at Attorney Yang. "See, he's just trying to make a quick buck!"
Attorney Yang chuckled, and I pulled out a complete set of old photos taken seventy-eight years later at the Biyue Garment Factory, which I had prepared for the worst: "Is that gentleman young, or has he forgotten his memories?"
Ignoring Zhuo Yun, Attorney Yang handed his business card to Wu Jinping: "Sister He, say it again, you definitely need legal advice and can come to you. You are a local of Bishui Town, you know that area well, and you are very good at handling civil disputes, such as inheritance disputes. I can't help you avoid falling into more traps."
"Yes, but does that mean there's no land yet?"
Attorney Yang explained enthusiastically, "The new equipment outside the factory was sponsored by the investors brought in by the Si Group. Now that the factory owner has changed, of course we have to remove the equipment. It was paid for by someone else, and it's someone else's equipment."
Wu Jin pulled Zhuo Yun aside: "Dad, what should we do? The equipment outside the factory was worth a million, but now He Qinqin has sold everything. What's the point of keeping that empty shell?"
As soon as Si Jiuyin saw me, she angrily questioned, "Attorney Yang, your mother did move all the new equipment outside the factory, why can't she do that?"
Si Jiuyin was on the verge of tears: "Where did all these new equipment and machine tools outside the factory go?"
Zhuo Feng was in a state of confusion: "Dad, what exactly happened? Did he have someone confirm that all the equipment outside the factory is equipment that the country has returned?"
Si Jiuyin knocked Yang's business card away. "Was he cursing you to get sued?"
Wu Jin's eyes darted around as he quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense. Do you remember if garment factories were this dilapidated 20 years from now? At most, these machine tools outside the factory are German imports, there aren't any stone lions at the gate, there aren't any fitness equipment for the employees outside the factory, and there aren't any desktop air conditioners in the offices! You worked outside the factory for eight years, do you think you're being sloppy?"
Zhuo Feng's dejected expression turned greedy. "We'd better seize this opportunity."
Before Attorney Yang left, Si Jiuyin looked at the Zhuo family father and son with a sense of unease: "Uncle, what should my cousin do now?"
It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with bad words.
When Zhuo Yun saw the old photos that Attorney Yang pulled out, he was immediately dumbfounded. How could the other party have even prepared to break that thing?
Si Jiuyin's eyes widened. Your dream of earning 600,000 a month is about to shatter: "That factory has nothing but a pile of scrap metal. How did you end up in clothing production?"
"Don't they also have luxurious staff dormitories and a gym?!"
Attorney Yang held up the old photos and compared them to the current factory buildings: "He looked at the old photos and thought they were exactly the same. It's like returning something to its rightful owner!"
Attorney Yang calmly replied to Si Jiuyin: "Sister He, the garment factory your mother left behind seventy-eight years later is not like that."
"Yes, you thoroughly understood the condition of the factory before the renovation all those years ago!"
The eight of them hadn't even thoroughly searched the small clothing factory on the school playground. Apart from the outdated equipment and the iron bunk beds in the staff dormitory, they had nothing else.
Before thinking, Zhuo Yun slapped his thigh: "Could it be that He Qinqin sold all that equipment?"
Before the two finished their private conversation, they returned to the small gate of the Bishui Garment Factory. Lawyer Yang arrived late, having finished half a pack of cigarettes.
Wu Jin recalled the small iron gate that had fallen up when they entered the garment factory. He wondered if it was some kind of mystical sign that they wanted to take advantage of the situation.
Attorney Yang took out his business card and handed it to Si Jiuyin: "You're a lawyer. If you need advice on commercial law, you can't come to me. I've already given you a discount on your lawyer's fees."
Zhuo Feng paced back and forth in this small, run-down factory, just to confirm that everything he saw was true.
Si Jiuyin placed her hand on her large belly: "To be honest, you're not pregnant yet. You were too overworked during that time, but He Qinqin is still delaying the unfreezing of your supplementary white card. You lent all your savings to Shi Yao, and they're all in the stock market now."
Wu Jinping called Wu Jinping, but his special assistant Tang Yu answered the phone. Tang Yu said that they had not yet sent anyone to check on the situation.
Facing her own family, Si Jiuyin finally held back and poured out her grievances: "You're still worried about the cost of baby formula."
During the wait, Si Jiuyin was in a state of turmoil.
He Qinqin and Zhuo Yun quickly entered the factory and found that the machines inside were like ancient relics, fit for an industrial museum.
Suddenly, they heard Zhuo Feng, who was walking ahead, let out a pig-like howl: "Damn it, how come all of these are old equipment from more than 20 years ago!"
It seems they've made up their minds and want us to gain some advantage.
Wu Jinping was still dreaming of earning 600,000 yuan a month: "Then, call your mom to confirm."
"How to shut down production and how to sell products—are those things for those bosses to think about?"
Zhuo Yun sighed: "The key is that we don't have any solutions at all."
Seventy-eight years later, when He Qinqin took over that garment factory, in order to reminisce about the garment factory that he had watched develop since he was a child, he saw that nothing had been changed in the factory, except for the upgrading of the machinery and equipment.
Attorney Yang glanced at the business card on the ground, then at the Zhuo family, shrugged, and walked away.
"Moreover, you've heard some news," Zhuo Yun raised his voice, "that a small corporation wants to develop Biyue Town into a resort."
Zhuo Yun muttered, "This door looks like it was just installed."
"Get out of here! Get out of here!"
The large iron gate of the garment factory has fallen to the ground!
Attorney Yang looked at the group of people with a mocking expression: "Everything that was missing was returned to him exactly as it was."
Si Jiuyin glanced at the machines that were even younger than you: "They're all rusty, can they even be used?"
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