Chapter 9 Active pure additives, no natural.
Rongshan Group is big, but it has all the common problems of family businesses. It's fine if nothing goes wrong, but when something goes wrong, these "royal relatives" hide better than anyone else. My grandfather has always advocated that family harmony is the key to success, and he is absolutely unwilling to make the "family scandal" public unless it is absolutely necessary.
Speaking of which, my parents haven't told my grandfather that Xi'an is not the biological child of the Shen family. My grandfather has always attached great importance to blood inheritance. Once he knows about it, he will probably ask someone to find Bian Ling and change his surname back to Shen. But judging from Bian Ling's attitude in the hospital last time, he is extremely reluctant to return to the Shen family.
Shen Yuchuan thought that there might be some hidden secrets in this, but he was completely overwhelmed now and really couldn't spare the time to investigate the truth of that year.
Let's wait until this storm is over. Now is not a good time to bring people back.
"Go inform the purchasing department. If all purchase lists are not submitted today, the entire purchasing department will not have to come to work tomorrow."
Is Mr. Shen finally going to make changes to the purchasing department?!
The assistant was startled when someone pushed the door open and walked in. "Nephew, you're the one who has the final say in the group, and you're showing off your power? Just based on a test report from a fake agency, you're going to fire the entire purchasing department. Does your father know you're so radical?"
"If my dad knew, he would approve of me doing this." Shen Yuchuan simply couldn't understand people like his second uncle. His family was obviously very rich and never lacked money, but why did he want to move his hands into the group? This was not the first time. This time, he even directly took advantage of the raw materials of the company's products. "Second uncle, do you think everyone is stupid?"
Compared to Shen Jianghai, who has a pretty good figure, his younger brother Shen Jianghua has average abilities and indulges in pleasure on weekdays. He looks like a wealthy idler: "Shen Yuchuan, don't think you can use the title of general manager to pressure me! And you, get out!"
He kicked the assistant out before continuing, "This is a minor matter. The raw materials are expired, and some ingredients exceed the standard. This is normal. These ordinary people only care about small profits. You can give them some coupons and have the public relations department guide them properly. It was our employees who made a mistake when storing the raw materials and put the wrong expiration date on the label, which caused the minor problems with this batch of goods."
"Small problem?" Shen Yuchuan felt that his second uncle was completely unreasonable.
"Yes, I've tracked down the person for you. It's Old Wang from the warehouse department, Wang Zhonghe. He's old, so it's normal for him to make mistakes occasionally. I've already asked them to fire him, and he'll cooperate with the PR team when the time comes." Shen Jianghua had obviously already thought of what he thought was a suitable response. "Xi'an's identity has been made public, hasn't he? He's a celebrity in the entertainment industry. Let him post a Weibo to clarify the matter. We can then buy a trending search and this matter will be over, right?"
Shen Yuchuan tried to communicate calmly: "Second Uncle, tell me honestly, is it only Jialong shampoo that has problems?"
A flicker of guilt flashed across Shen Jianghua's face. He wouldn't dare go so far, but his good-for-nothing son had lost three hundred million yuan on a trip to Australia. He could barely come up with one hundred million, but three hundred million would have to be sold off. How could that be possible? He immediately refused to pay his son's debt! Who knew this wicked son had secretly signed a contract with a material supplier without his knowledge? By the time he found out, he'd already seen it on the evening news.
It was impossible for him to watch his own son go to jail. That was why Shen Jianghua was so "considerate" to come to his house to offer advice. As for the extent to which the raw materials of this batch of goods had been changed, he was actually not sure. But at this time, he certainly couldn't be frank: "Don't worry, it's only Jialong. I'm your second uncle. Would I lie to you?"
Shen Yuchuan was extremely tired. Even he could see through his second uncle's intentions, but he still expected to fool everyone. Moreover, because of Xi'an's identity, Rongshan Group had been in the spotlight recently. Now it was revealed that its main products were substandard. Many people had reported it to the Consumers Association. When the relevant departments came to inspect, the group would definitely need to cooperate with the sampling investigation.
If the truth is found out by then, he will no longer be able to hold his position as general manager.
"Uncle, don't try to fool me. When you get home, tell Grandpa about it." Shen Yuchuan pulled him back and said, "Jialong Shampoo is Grandpa's hard work. Think about how to explain it to him."
Shen Yuchuan forcibly took Shen Jianghua to the sanatorium, but in fact, a quarrel had already broken out in the sanatorium. Shen Jianghai didn't want to let the old man worry about it. After all, the old man's health was not very good and he had been living in the sanatorium for many years. However, judging from this incident, the old man was still "sharp-eyed and sharp-eared" about the group.
"Dad, don't be angry first, Yuchuan will take care of this matter."
Shen Mingguang's brows were still furrowed deeply: "Jiang Hai, are you hiding something from me?"
"No, Dad, don't think too much."
"Your wife can't keep secrets. The last time she came to see me, her attitude was obviously not right. If you still want the old man to live a few more days, you should confess quickly."
Actually, it wasn't that Chen Jianghai didn't want to say it, but the child from Bian Ling was really unpleasant. After all, it would take some time for him to accept a son who came from a poor mountain village.
"Stupid! Too stupid!" Shen Mingguang was so angry that he hit his son with his cane. "I, your father, also came from the mountains. Do you want to deny my father too?"
"Dad, how can this be the same? Have you seen that child? Sui Ya is the most amiable person, but she was irritated by him. I'm also very busy with work, and he's grown up. To be honest, it's difficult for us to cultivate a father-son relationship." Shen Jianghai thought that although he didn't do it perfectly, it was also very good. "I also plan to take him back and make it up to him. I can give him the comfortable life he didn't have before. He won't have to work so hard in the future. The Shen family can support him."
Mr. Shen said, "Have you communicated with him properly?"
Shen Jianghai was silent. He was too lazy to invest any more emotions. "Dad, let's talk about this later. The most important thing now is to deal with the scandal of the group."
Shen Mingguang threw a document in front of his son: "Take a look."
Shen Jianghai was puzzled. He picked it up and took a look. His face twisted with anger. "You said the account that published the inspection report is called Bian Ling? How dare he do that! Is he crazy? How dare he go against our Shen family?"
"Not only does he dare, he's extremely bold." Once the blood relationship was gone, Shen Mingguang no longer had any partiality towards Shen Xi'an. "Who told you to announce to the public that Shen Xi'an is your son at this time?"
Chen Jianghai quickly understood the logic behind this: "You're saying that Bian Ling is doing these things because he's resentful of us for publicly acknowledging Xi'an's identity?"
If you think about it carefully, it does make sense. Bian Ling's personality is extreme and he is very hostile to Xi'an.
"Dad, what do you say we should do?" Shen Jianghai actually had a plan in mind. It would be much easier to deal with it if he knew who was behind the incident. Rongshan Group would not be unable to withstand this storm, but in front of his father, he would choose to show weakness appropriately.
"Find him and let him return to his roots."
"I understand, Dad. I'll have someone do it right away."
As for what to do, the process is not important. As long as the person comes back and the storm is over, the old man will not pursue it anymore.
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Meanwhile, Bian Ling had already finished a whole family bucket at KFC. When the system came back from stirring up trouble online, it saw the chicken bones on the table and was completely paralyzed.
[Host, what did you eat!? ]
"A kid on the street recommended it to me. He said it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life." Bian Ling took a sip of his iced cola. "Children in this world are not very good at lying."
[No—your stomach can't handle your fried chicken and iced cola! And you drank a big cup of milk tea this afternoon!]
"Really? The human stomach is so fragile?" This was his blind spot in knowledge.
【You are a biology student, don’t you know? 】
"Who said I was a biology student? Humans always like to classify and store everything. I haven't eaten since I was ten years old. How would I know that my stomach is so fragile?" Why can't he eat something that children can eat?
【Then what did you eat to survive? 】
"Nutrient solution, food is the privilege of those with special abilities. Ordinary people are only worthy of drinking pure additives, no natural nutrient solution."
...This isn't a reason for you to act recklessly, is it?!
As expected, not long after, Bian Ling began to have stomach cramps. Even though he was almost curled up like a shrimp, Bian Ling himself still seemed to be in a good state of mind to adapt.
[Host, don't you feel any pain? Your lips are turning pale! Let me call an ambulance for you!]
"Pain? It's okay. It turns out that the human stomach is not that fragile. The pain is much milder than that of radiation sickness." After Bian Ling finished speaking, he fainted. The system worked hard again and finally got the person into the ambulance.
It was also for this reason that the people sent by Shen Jianghai to capture Bian Ling came back empty-handed.
The news this evening was so big that even Wen Xun, who was busy waiting for the test results of the targeted cancer drug, heard about it. He originally wanted to inform Bian Ling, but then he remembered that his thoughtful reminder last time only made Bian feel extremely bad.
Forget it, I’d rather not generate income for the cemetery company.
Who knew he was so considerate, he still met Bian Ling in the hospital today.
"What happened to him? Did he commit suicide?"
The nurse who was giving someone an IV said angrily, "You're the patient's family member, what are you yelling about? I've never heard of anyone committing suicide by eating fried chicken or Coke. He has acute gastroenteritis, and he dared to overeat with such a bad stomach. You have to talk to him when he wakes up."
Wen Xun: Me? Is it my job to teach someone about being exiled to Lingnan?
The nurse put the IV in and left. Not long after, Bian Ling, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and said, "Oh, what's that? It brings Mr. Wen here again?"
"KFC's fried chicken style, are fried foods really that delicious? The nurse just now almost thought you committed suicide by eating fried chicken."
Bian Ling: "There's such a way to die? That's too much."
"You know how to hold on, don't you really want this body anymore?" Wen Xun couldn't understand. He was clearly in his prime, with great talent, why did he want to buy a cemetery so badly? If he had Bian Ling's talent, he would be afraid of being awakened by his future even in his dreams.
"Yeah, don't you think flesh and blood are weak?"
"You still want mechanical ascension!"
Bian Ling exclaimed, "I didn't expect Mr. Wen to know this joke. How fashionable."
...This guy is really stubborn. "Why don't you move in with me? I can also watch the targeted drug you developed take effect. What do you think? My chef can cook all kinds of seafood and local dishes."
Bian Ling smiled, then decisively refused: "No, I just want you to burn paper for me after I die, not before I die."
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Professor Bian: I refuse to let an old lady go to work while she is sick. It’s annoying!
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