Biting the red lips

Back to the present day, Sheng Wan has been busy recently, and Gu Huaichen has a lot of work. People who usually come back at seven or eight o'clock have been delayed until late at night recently.

It's just that this person is very self-conscious. Every time he returns to the plenary meeting at night, he actively reports to the plenary meeting, and even brings Sheng Wan back for late-night snacks.

So, after seeing Gu Huaichen reporting information as usual, Sheng Wan stopped paying attention to the time and continued to concentrate on her work.

Sheng Wan also knew something about the pacemaker product Luo Lin mentioned. Because the device must be inserted into the human body, the battery life requirements are indeed much higher than those of ordinary industrial equipment.

For long-lasting, continuous, and stable discharge requirements, it sounds like nuclear batteries are more suitable.

However, nuclear batteries use heat to generate current and have a certain degree of radioactivity. Although they are well packaged, patients with heart disease who need to have a pacemaker implanted have no choice but to choose less harmful options.

Moreover, according to Sheng Wan's own familiarity with the industry, the domestic pacemaker market has already been monopolized by three foreign companies.

Originally, it was not impossible to achieve domestic production, but the market share was too small, and no one wanted to jump in again.

The cake is so big that people have already cut it all away, leaving only the small dregs. Those big companies can't even look down on it, and those small companies can't reach it.

Sheng Wan didn't think she could see things that Luo Lin couldn't see after struggling in this industry for so many years.

However, Sheng Wan frowned slightly when she thought of the certitude of what this man said today and the excitement on his face.

Perhaps, because he is confident that he can seize enough market?

To seize the domestic market, the simplest and most straightforward way is to include this device treatment within the scope of medical insurance.

Others may not dare to think this way, but the Luo family may really have this strength.

Sheng Wan's brows furrowed a little deeper. Maybe after these days, she wanted to have a serious chat with Luo Lin again.

The screen of the mobile phone placed next to the computer suddenly flashed. Sheng Wan immediately came back to her senses, rubbed her neck gently and picked up the mobile phone.

There was a warning on the phone interface that the battery was too low. Sheng Wan casually threw the phone onto the charging pad next to her, and then she noticed the time.

In an instant, Mr. Sheng frowned even more tightly.

"It's already 01:30 in the morning and you haven't come back yet. Gu Huaichen, you are really promising."

Our manager, Sheng, glanced at the time, hesitated for a moment, and still found the phone number of that person who was so bold that he didn't come home in the early hours of the morning.

After dialing the number, a very mechanical voice sounded: "The phone you dialed has been turned off."

Sheng Wan, who had been showing a hint of interest just now, immediately turned gloomy.

Returning late might have delayed something, but turning off the phone was definitely not something Gu Huaichen would do.

She stood up suddenly and turned around to walk outside. At the same time, her fingertips crossed the screen, and Song Qingye's name immediately popped up.

Just when she was about to make the call, her phone vibrated slightly.

Sheng Wan paused and looked down at the unfamiliar numbers on the screen. After a long while, he hesitated to answer.

"Wanwan, are you asleep?"

A familiar man's voice rang out, "I can't come over tonight, you should go to bed early."

Before Sheng Wan could breathe a sigh of relief, her heart was in her throat again: "Why is your phone turned off?"

"I was a little busy today. I thought I could go back around ten o'clock, but I didn't expect that I realized it was already that time after I finished my work. I worried that you would be worried because my phone was out of battery..."

Gu Huaichen talked a lot without stopping, "I randomly asked an employee to borrow his cell phone to talk to you. I won't disturb your sleep now."

Sheng Wan's expression was gloomy, and her voice became colder: "Where are you?"

However, the person on the other end of the phone was still talking nonsense: "I will just make do with one night at the company today. You don't have to worry, go to bed early..." "I ask again, where are you?" Sheng Wan turned around and returned to the room. Search for clothes.

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then immediately laughed out loud: "I'm at the company, it's getting late, you should take a rest quickly."

Hearing that the person on the other end seemed to be hanging up the phone, Sheng Wan said calmly: "If you don't come back tonight, you won't have to come back in the future."

Gu Huaichen: "..."

Sheng Wan randomly pulled two pieces of clothing from the closet and threw them on the bed: "Tell me, where are you?"

"...Binjiang Road Police Station."

Sheng Wan really made the man laugh angrily: "You can let the police escort you to the police station. Mr. Gu, did you get into a fight with someone else or did you ask someone to take out your cell phone?"

Gu Huaichen: "...I'll hang up first."

"Wait patiently." Sheng Wan snorted coldly and quickly hung up the phone.

After getting dressed and planning to go out, Sheng Wan suddenly remembered that she seemed to be still grounded.

Looking at the obvious number two on the phone screen, she hesitated for a moment and then dialed Song Qingye's number.

……

Besides, Gu Huaichen hung up the phone here and hesitated for a long time before returning the phone to the police officer on duty.

This policeman is a 45-year-old middle-aged man, but he has been working at the grassroots level for half his life and has no idea about the so-called wealthy families.

Just treating Gu Huaichen as an ordinary junior who was being blamed by his wife, he happily patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "This is not a shameful thing for you. It's okay to tell the truth to my wife."

Gu Huaichen laughed twice, said nothing, curled up his neck and sat on the bench in the hall.

Originally, he could have left long ago, but his wife asked him to wait and he could not leave.

When Han Yuechu arrived, he saw his brother with a bruised face and his hands on the bench.

It seems a little pitiful.

Han Yuechu hesitated for a moment, and the man sitting on the bench saw him, and the pitiful illusion he had just now disappeared immediately.

"Brother," he hurriedly greeted Gu Huaichen before he could say anything, "How are you doing now? Who are those people? Have you found any clues?"

Gu Huaichen looked gloomy: "It's nothing, it's just some skin injuries, but those people..."

He turned around and glanced at the old policeman who had already looked over. He lowered his voice a little and said, "I will tell you in detail tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Han Yuechu was stunned for a moment. He felt that maybe his brother was tired and wanted to take a rest first, so he said, "Okay, then I will take you to the hospital for a checkup first, and then send you back to the house?"

Although he knew that his brother had been staying in the hotel recently, but based on his understanding of Brother Chen, he never wanted Sheng Wan to see this embarrassed look.

Unexpectedly, his brother glanced outside the door from the corner of his eye. His face was cold and stern just now, and he immediately put it away, and huddled on the bench again.

Here comes that feeling of grievance again.

Before Han Yuechu could figure out what was going on, he heard the sound of calm footsteps coming from outside the door.

Then the man's voice sounded disgusted.

"Stop that look on your face, Wanwan is not here."

Han Yuechu turned around and saw Song Qingye walking over with an indifferent face: "It's too late, I'll come to pick you up for her."