466: Chapter 461 The Material Supply Has Been Cut Off?

Liu Hui turned her head and smiled gently,

"You, all you think about is eating. But today is indeed worth celebrating."

Shen Yan nodded, picked up the phone on the center console, and dialed a number.

"Hello, Brother?" Shen Ya's crisp voice came from the other end of the line.

"It's me."

"Youyou took first place in her kindergarten social gathering today."

"Let's have dinner together tonight to celebrate for her."

On the other end, Shen Ya seemed to freeze for a moment, then burst into a joyful laugh.

"Really? Our Youyou is so amazing!"

"Wait, send me the address. I'll head over as soon as I finish the work at hand!"

"Okay."

Shen Yan hung up the phone, a faint, almost imperceptible curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

This was home.

This was the mundane world of warmth and life that he would protect with everything he had.

In the top-tier private room of "Yuehai Pavilion," all the dishes had been served.

The huge round table was covered with exquisite dishes, with a bright red Australian lobster in the center being particularly eye-catching.

Youyou was holding up her small trophy, presenting it to Shen Ya like a precious treasure.

"Auntie, look! This is the trophy Youyou won!"

Shen Ya pulled the little girl into her arms and gave her a big kiss on the cheek.

"Our Youyou is the best little princess in the whole world!"

"Come, let Auntie see."

Shen Ya took the small trophy, admiring it as if it were a rare treasure.

Beside them, Liu Hui used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of deboned fish for Youyou and placed it in her small bowl.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Her movements were natural and skilled, as if she had done this a thousand times.

Shen Ya saw this and felt heartfelt joy for her brother.

She put down the trophy and looked at Liu Hui, her eyes filled with sincere gratitude.

"Sister Hui, thank you for your hard work during this time."

Liu Hui smiled and shook her head, "It's not hard. I'm very happy taking care of Youyou."

Shen Yan didn't say anything.

He just quietly watched the scene before him.

His sister's recovery, his daughter's smiling face, and the gentle woman beside him.

The piercing pain of past betrayals and being hollowed out seemed to be completely soothed at this moment.

He picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

The tea was warm and refreshing.

The meal was enjoyed in a harmonious and happy atmosphere.

There were no business intrigues, no treacherous undercurrents of the capital market.

Only the laughter of family.

This was Shen Yan's best relaxation and his most powerful charger.

The next day, at the first light of dawn.

Shen Yan was already in his office on the top floor of the company.

The city outside the window hadn't fully awakened yet, but in his eyes, the world was already a high-speed game of chess.

For the next two days, he devoted himself entirely to following up on the construction of the core architecture for the artificial intelligence project.

The most difficult phase of the project had finally come to an end.

The subsequent refinement and filling in could be handled by the team.

Shen Yan rubbed his throbbing temples and stood up from behind his desk.

He walked to the massive floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling traffic below.

His gaze turned toward the eastern suburbs of the city.

That piece of land he had forcibly snatched from Chen Wu's hands at the auction.

It was time to go take a look.

Half an hour later, a low-key black phaeton stopped outside a dusty construction site.

Massive tower cranes, like steel giants, waved their long arms in the air.

The roar of machinery, the clashing of steel bars, and the rhythmic chants of workers intertwined into a powerful symphony.

Shen Yan put on a hard hat and stepped inside.

He didn't disturb anyone.

His gaze swept across the construction site and quickly locked onto a figure.

The project manager of the site, Fang Jian.

He was shirtless, working with several workers to carry a thick steel bar together, sweat glistening on his dark back under the sun.

The corners of Shen Yan's mouth curled up slightly.

He appreciated people who were down-to-earth and hardworking.

He walked over slowly and stood right next to Fang Jian.

Fang Jian put down the steel bar, wiped the sweat from his face with a towel hanging around his neck, and only noticed someone beside him as he turned around.

He was startled and quickly stood up straight.

"Pre... President Shen! Why are you here?"

Shen Yan's gaze swept over the complex of buildings that had already begun to take shape.

"Just coming to take a look."

"Everyone is working very hard."

Fang Jian smiled honestly and scratched his head.

"President Shen, you pay well, so the brothers naturally work with vigor."

Shen Yan nodded, withdrew his gaze, and looked at him.

"At this rate, when can it be completed?"

This was a simple and direct question.

Shen Yan thought he would get an equally simple and direct answer.

However.

The smile on Fang Jian's face froze.

His eyes flickered, his mouth opened, but he swallowed his words back down.

"This..."

"This... President Shen, we..."

He stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Shen Yan couldn't help but frown.

The slight easygoingness on his face quickly faded, replaced by the scrutiny and pressure characteristic of a businessman.

The air seemed to grow heavy.

The noisy construction sounds around them seemed to suddenly recede.

"Old Fang."

Shen Yan's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

"Look up and look at me."

Fang Jian's body trembled instinctively, and he slowly raised his head.

"Has something else happened?" Shen Yan's tone was light, but it carried an unquestionable power.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on Fang Jian's forehead.

He knew he couldn't gloss over this.

He gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind.

"President Shen, come with me."

He led Shen Yan into a temporary material warehouse.

Various building materials were stacked inside the warehouse.

Fang Jian walked to a corner and pulled back a large tarpaulin.

Underneath was a pile of H-shaped steel beams gleaming with a special metallic luster.

"President Shen, look, it's this."

"'Tianqiong' No. 9 special steel."

Fang Jian picked up a small sample and handed it to Shen Yan.

"This is the structural steel with the best strength, toughness, and corrosion resistance currently available on the market."

"In our design, it is used for the main load-bearing structure of the project."

Shen Yan took the sample; it felt slightly heavy, with an extraordinary texture.

"And then?" he asked.

Fang Jian's expression became even more unsightly.

"The supply of this material has been cut off."

His voice carried a hint of hoarseness.

Shen Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Cut off?"

"Yes." Fang Jian nodded heavily. "Last week, Yuanshan Heavy Industry, which produces 'Tianqiong' No. 9, suddenly announced bankruptcy."

"Their production lines all stopped overnight."

Shen Yan's gaze fell on the pile of steel.

"How much do we have left in stock?"

"Only enough for three more days." Fang Jian's voice sounded powerless. "Moreover, some of it has already been used in the core beams and columns of the main structure."