Twenty-five-year-old Chen Fuke was standing in the workshop of his injection molding factory, filled with mobile phone oil. He looked up and saw his ex-girlfriend Zhang Xiaorong, whom he hadn't seen for five years, walking in with flat shoes.
Five years ago, when he was a sophomore in college, his father suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was paralyzed. He dropped out of school and returned home to take over a small factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy, and disappeared from the world. Zhang Xiaorong had been looking for him for three months, but all he got in exchange was "Don't wait" from his mother.
Today she is a purchasing manager for a large company and he is a small supplier in her supply chain. When they met again in the business world, she was businesslike and he was taciturn. Neither of them mentioned it, but neither could forget it.
Lianhong Precision began to encircle and suppress his factory, poaching customers, cutting off supplies, and creating rumors. She handed over a piece of evidence and said, "We already lost once five years ago." Only then did he realize that she had never gone far.
This is not a story of reconciliation. It was two people who each stood up on the ruins of life, and then found that the other person was still there.
