A man in a suit and a briefcase walked in quickly. Seeing Zhong Hao, he immediately trotted two steps and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Zhong!" the man said kindly.

"It's Manager Qian, why are you troubled by us?" Zhong Hao hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Zhong, time is tight, so I won't be polite to you. This time I came here, I was commissioned by President Ma to contact you for cooperation on a new project!"

The man took out a document from his briefcase, took out a design drawing and handed it to Zhong Hao.

"This is..." Zhong Hao looked at the design drawing with a look of confusion.

"This is the parts and instruments that our Director Lin commissioned you to produce. Can you see if your factory can do it?" the man asked with a smile.

"Is this instrument used for medicine? I haven't seen it before." Zhong Hao looked at the drawings for a while, and asked in confusion.

"Yes, this is a newly designed instrument. Mr. Lin wants to launch a new drug, prepare for large-scale production and preparation for market launch, but this requires machine production, and manual labor cannot be completed, so I think of you ordering a batch of instruments." The man smiled.

"Okay! The medicine produced by Mr. Lin must be a good medicine for the benefit of the people." Zhong Hao's eyes lit up and asked in a flash: "Manager Qian, do you know which medicine Mr. Lin is going to produce?"

When the man heard this, he said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhong, logically speaking, we will not hide it from you, but you also know Yang Hua's current situation. It is really inconvenient for us to tell you... I'm really sorry..."

"Understand, understand, Manager Qian doesn't have to blame himself."

Zhong Hao smiled and then asked, "When will you need it at the latest?"

"Of course, the faster the better, it's better not to exceed the 18th."

"Is this month the 18th? It's only three days away..."

"Time is tight, but there is no way to do it. If there are other difficulties, you can contact us at any time. Yanghua will help you solve it as soon as possible!"

"What is Manager Qian saying? Don't worry, I will deliver the goods before the 18th!" Zhong Hao patted his chest and said confidently.

"Haha, if Mr. Zhong said this, I'll be relieved!" Manager Qian breathed a sigh of relief and was very happy.

"Boss, we don't have materials. How can we hand over this batch of instruments?"

The employee next to him was anxious and whispered.

Hearing this mutter, Manager Qian was stunned: "No materials? Mr. Zhong, is that true?"

"It's okay, we just have a batch of materials that have not arrived yet. Don't worry, you can definitely deliver the goods on schedule!" Zhong Hao said hurriedly.

The employee wanted to say something, but Zhong Hao glared at him and had to stop talking.

Manager Qian looked confused and saw that Zhong Hao refused to say anything, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"Mr. Zhong, I know that some people have been causing trouble for those who have cooperative relationships with Yanghua recently because of their revenge on Yanghua. If you encounter any unsolvable problems, please be sure to tell us, okay?" Manager Qian said very seriously.

"Don't worry, Manager Qian, what can we do? It's okay!" Zhong Hao smiled.

Manager Qian left with deep confusion.

When Manager Qian left, all the old employees around him rushed up.

"Boss, we don't have the materials, this... how should we deliver this?" asked a man bitterly.

"Let's talk about whether we can find a material supplier for now. Even if we find it, it's too late to purchase the goods." Another person said distressed.

Everyone was extremely anxious.

Without saying a word, Zhong Hao walked to a low stool next to him and sat down, took out a cigarette, and lit one.

The smoke burned out and lit it again.

After smoking half a pack of cigarettes repeatedly, Zhong Hao raised his head with difficulty and looked at everyone hoarsely, "Disassemble all the equipment in the factory, take out the parts in the equipment for processing."

"What??"

Everyone was shocked.

"Mr. Zhong, you... are you crazy?"

The supervisor looked at him tremblingly, his eyes wide open.

"We don't have time to explain. We only have three days to delay the launch of Lin's new drug. Quickly, disassemble the equipment and produce overnight tonight!" Zhong Hao suddenly stood up and drank.

Seeing Zhong Hao's attitude was so firm that people had to give up.

"Can't be removed!"

At this time, an old employee over fifty years old stopped in front of a machine. His eyes were filled with tears and he looked at Zhong Hao: "Mr. Zhong, this is the equipment left by your father for you. If you dismantle it..."

"Uncle Liu, I know, I know everything, but... I have to be ashamed of being a person, and my father must be still alive, and he can understand me!" Zhong Hao's eyes were red and he said hoarsely.

"No! It can't be dismantled. Anyway, I'm here, no one can dismantle it!"

Bo Liu shouted in pain.

But Zhong Hao no longer cared about it.

He walked over and forced Liu Bo away.

Liu Bo's tears shed on the spot and kept howling.

Everyone's eyes were red, and they wiped their tears secretly, walked up to remove the equipment.

Zhonghao Factory is brightly lit tonight.
Chapter completed!