Chapter 268: Decision to Resume Work

Wang Zhen gave her a glance, grabbed her arm, and walked into the office.

He closed the door, then let out a deep sigh, took off his suit jacket, and wearily leaned against the sofa.

"You think being a celebrity is easy?"

"Damn it, I have to get up before dawn and work until dark before I can go rest!"

"Don't even mention eating—I don't even have time to drink water!"

"Look at my shoes—I bought them yesterday afternoon, and now the soles are already coming off!"

"Do you know how much distance I walk each day? How many mountains I climb?"

"In front of those media, I still can't go empty-handed!"

"Sometimes I carry a 20‑jin sack of rice for two hours straight!"

"Feel sorry for your brother!"

Wang Zhen lit a cigarette and spat out the bitterness of these past few days.

Wang Yingna naturally felt sorry for him—she wasn't blind to TV, and when Wang Zhen was climbing the mountain he almost rolled down, which frightened her so much she couldn't sleep all night.

"Brother, honestly, do you regret it now?"

"The charity has already been set up; in my view you can step back to the second line and let your subordinates handle these matters!"

Wang Yingna said this while pouring him a cup of tea.

The siblings locked eyes, and Wang Zhen shook his head: "Little sis, I myself have gone to those countryside areas, seen the families of those who sacrificed Maozi, and that has only strengthened my resolve to do things personally!"

"What's the situation? Aren't you tired?"

Wang Yingna pounded his leg and asked, feeling sorry for him.

"I'm just physically tired, but those people—they're weary in heart, suffering inside!"

"The picture shown on camera is just a small part; the real situation is far worse than you imagine!"

"All I can do is give them some comfort, so that the whole nation knows about their situation!"

"But after we leave, when they face their loved ones' portraits, the empty rooms—what feelings will they have in their hearts? Dare you guess?"

Wang Zhen rubbed her little head.

He felt immensely grateful for having done these things.

Because of his parents' passing, the family's shadow has actually always accompanied him.

It has never dissipated.

Through his public statements, those drug‑dealing gangs will inevitably have misgivings and restrain themselves.

Plus that one‑million reward, now all of Pingzhou is his eyes and ears; as soon as those drug‑dealing gangs dare to act, they will surely give themselves away.

This also counts as appeasing Wang Zhen's long‑standing hatred.

Wang Yingna nodded and said: "As long as you don't feel tired, I'll support you!"

"Where's your man? I've been here a while—why haven't I seen him come out?"

Wang Zhen asked.

Only saw Wang Yingna move a small stool, sit down, and say: "Jiaci Ge plans to resume work tomorrow; right now he's bringing Hong Ge to meet with the factory's person in charge, and the workers are all on their way back—likely they'll all be gathered by tomorrow!"

Is the factory going to resume work?

Wang Zhen was overjoyed.

"I came today just to talk to him about the resumption of work—this is great, now I can also give an explanation to Mayor Chang!"

"You don't know—I've been busy lately, so I've seen Mayor Chang little, but Wang Li hasn't been so lucky; he's been constantly dragged by Mayor Chang asking when we'll resume work, to the point he's almost shutting himself off!"

"Resuming work now is right; my fame has already spread, and next I will vigorously promote Li Jiaci's name, making him the most influential entrepreneur in Pingzhou!"

"We'll join forces, gradually gain a foothold in Pingzhou, then expand our influence nationwide; after that, even if the emperor himself came, he'd have to give us face!"

Wang Yingna snorted.

She leaned on Wang Zhen's thigh and complained: "You've all become so busy; from now on I'll hardly get to see you!"

"What nonsense—you're here and still lack company? Aren't Li Jiaci's brothers good to you?"

"Besides, once we're all busy, these factories will all be put under your charge—when will you have time to think of us?"

"Back then you complained about managing the Song and Dance Hall being tiring; now look—Li Jiaci owns so many factories, each bigger than the last, and as the boss's wife you can't escape even if you grew wings!"

Wang Zhen said with a chuckle.

At that moment.

Li Jiaci drove back to the Mu Cai Chang.

Just as he walked into the office, he saw the siblings leaning together, and couldn't help but smile: "Brother, I think you should come more often—Little Na's been worried sick not seeing you for days!"

"This is easy to handle—just keep the TV on; I'm on television all day, so you can't miss me!"

Wang Zhen teased himself.

Li Jiaci unbuttoned his coat and sat down on the sofa.

He poured himself a cup of tea and gulped down several mouthfuls.

"Brother, Little Na's already told you, right? I plan to resume work!"

Wang Zhen nodded: "I just heard—if you don't resume work, kid, I'll beat you up!"

The shutdown has lasted at least half a month so far.

Public opinion outside has already subsided, and Li Jiaci's goal has also been achieved.

If work isn't resumed, those workers ought to be worried.

Li Jiaci said: "Once we resume work, the market will stir up another storm; those who secretly celebrated our shutdown will soon not be able to laugh!"

"Heh, you kid, be humble—the market changes unpredictably; who knows what will happen later!"

Wang Zhen patted his shoulder and reminded him.

No matter how things change, they're all under my control—you can rest assured about that!

Besides, I didn't deny them a chance to surpass me, and you saw it— in half a month they couldn't even squeeze out a fart!

If that half month were given to me, I'd have designed over a hundred new styles, damn it!

It's not that I'm arrogant; it's really that my peers aren't pulling their weight!

It leaves me with no competitive pressure at all!

Li Jiaci said smugly.

That punch‑worthy look made even Wang Zhen want to give him a few punches.

Wang Yingna, however, really liked Li Jiaci's confident aura.

My brother Jiaci is right!

It's all thanks to my peers making me look good.

Wang Zhen glanced at his little sister.

Those two, playing off each other like that, really leave me with no idea what to do.

Zhao Chen came to the office and asked the three, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"What's available?" Wang Zhen asked back.

Oh, if you can name it, we've got it; if you can't, we've got it too!

Then just do whatever you want!

Okay, bro!

Zhao Chen nodded and turned to leave.

Not long after.

Soon, thin cooking smoke rose from the factory.

Wang Zhen had a rural consolation mission the next day, so he couldn't drink and could only eat some food to fill his stomach.

He had finally come by, but after just a few hours he hurriedly left.

Wang Yingna felt a bit down.

"Brother Jiaci, will you also be as busy as my brother, never seeing anyone?"

Hearing that, Li Jiaci put his arm around her shoulder, smiled, and said, "Even if I'm busy, I'll just be going around these factories—don't worry!"

"That won't do—if you're just circling the factories all day, how can you develop? You need to go out, spread your fame nationwide, and become a pioneering figure like my brother!"

"Do you want me to stay or not? Give me a clear answer!"