The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Chen Zhi leaned against the kitchen door frame, remaining silent for a long time.

He wanted to say something sarcastic like, "You've already lost your status in the family so early," but seeing Li Zhiyi chopping scallions with her head down, he swallowed his words.

"Then what I say goes?"

Li Zhiyi sprinkled chopped green onions into the bowl.

"Taking medicine counts."

Chen Zhi: "..."

This girl is getting better and better at delivering a scathing remark with just one sentence.

Chen Zhigang was about to retreat to his room when the bedroom door opened.

Zhang Guifang came out wearing a coat and saw Li Zhiyi wearing an apron in the kitchen, and then saw Chen Zhi leaning on a cane at the door. Her expression immediately changed.

Why did you get out of bed again?

Chen Zhi immediately pointed to the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm reporting that Li Zhiyi illegally occupied our kitchen at 5:40."

Li Zhiyi looked up and said, "Auntie, I'd like to cook some porridge."

Zhang Guifang glared at Chen Zhi.

"They're making breakfast, and you're just getting in the way?"

Chen Zhi pointed to his leg, which was in a cast.

"My setup is so inconvenient, it's a real nuisance."

"Get back to bed."

"Yes, ma'am."

Chen Zhigang turned around, and his phone rang.

It was a momentous event.

Calling him at this hour definitely isn't to wish him a good morning.

Chen Zhi answered the phone.

"What's wrong?"

Dai Dama's voice was very low.

"Mr. Chen, something's happened."

Chen Zhi stopped.

Zhang Guifang had originally intended to scold him, but she fell silent upon hearing this.

"Meizu just reported that Samsung suddenly notified them that the delivery of next month's batch of 2K AMOLED screens will be delayed, citing adjustments to production schedules."

Chen Zhi narrowed his eyes.

"How long will the delay be?"

"Three months."

Chen Zhi smiled.

"Why didn't they say to pay it when my son starts elementary school?"

Dai Dama continued.

"General Manager Huang's side is already at its breaking point. The first batch of 300,000 units has just been shipped, and the remaining 500,000 units are waiting for the screens. Now that the screens are out of stock, the entire production line has stopped, and the inventory is still piling up there."

Chen Zhi leaned against the door frame, his tone flat.

"Who did it?"

"We haven't found out yet, but Mr. Huang said that someone in Samsung's China region let it slip that a domestic manufacturer placed a large additional order, which took up our schedule."

"A mobile phone manufacturer?"

"Most likely."

Chen Zhi glanced at the kitchen.

Li Zhiyi had stopped what she was doing, and Zhang Guifang was also busy with her own things in the living room.

He moved to the dining table and sat down.

"Bring Huang Zhang in and have a conference call."

Dai Dama hesitated.

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Brother Zhi, is it convenient for you over there?"

Chen Zhi looked down at his pajamas and the cast on his leg.

"I'm already meeting my mother-in-law in a wheelchair, what inconvenience could there be?"

Dai DaMai: "..."

Two minutes later, Huang Zhang's voice came through the phone.

"Mr. Chen, those people at Samsung are disgusting."

Huang Zhang clearly hadn't slept all night; his voice was a little hoarse.

"We've already paid the contract deposit and arranged the material schedule, and now they want to kick us behind with a mere mention of capacity adjustment."

"What are the breach of contract clauses in the contract?"

"They're paying a penalty for breach of contract, but the amount isn't high. For a company like Samsung, losing a little money is nothing."

"That's why they dare to block it."

"right."

Dai Dama interjected.

"The hype online is still going strong, and pre-order customers are urging us to ship every day. If we're out of stock for three months, people will definitely start talking about us and calling us a 'PPT phone' (phones only shown on PPT).

Chen Zhi put the cup down.

"Huang, how many more screens can Meizu's warehouse currently hold?"

"A maximum of 120,000 units."

"Other suppliers?"

"BOE can do it, but our original solution was exclusively supplied by Samsung. The system calibration, color curves, and power consumption strategies were all designed around Samsung's screen. It's not that we can't replace the screen temporarily, but time is tight."

"How long will it take?"

"As fast as twenty days."

Chen Zhi looked at Li Zhiyi.

"Zhiyi, get my computer."

Li Zhiyi immediately went into the room and took out his notebook.

Zhang Guifang stood to the side, watching her son attend a meeting while his cast was on, and the words she wanted to say to him came out of her mouth.

This bastard is not human when it comes to emotions.

But when it comes to serious business, it's completely different from usual.

Chen Zhi turned on the computer with one hand.

"Dai Dadong, notify the system team and hardware adaptation team to go live within half an hour."

Dai Da-mai: "Half an hour? They were working overtime until 2 a.m. last night."

Chen Zhi: "Then let them curse me while they go online. They'll get triple pay for working overtime today."

"OK."

"Old Huang, contact BOE now."

"Mr. Chen, are you really going to switch to a domestically produced screen?"

"It's not a replacement."

Chen Zhi tapped on the table.

"Build a dual supply chain."

Huang Zhang suddenly understood a bit.

"You mean, the Samsung version will continue to be sold, and the BOE version will also be released?"

"right."

Dai Da Mai became anxious.

"But in our advertising we've always said it's a custom 2K screen from Samsung. Now that we've switched to a domestically produced screen, won't people online criticize us for downgrading?"

"So I don't secretly switch them."

Chen Zhi leaned back in his chair, which pulled on his ribs, causing him to gasp in pain.

Li Zhiyi immediately reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.

"Don't move."

Chen Zhi immediately became obedient.

On the other end of the phone, Huang Zhang heard it and remained silent for a second.

"Mr. Chen, is someone next to you?"

Chen Zhi remained unfazed.

"Medical supervision".

Huang Zhang: "..."

Dai DaMai: "..."

Chen Zhi continued speaking.

"We'll directly expose what our competitors are doing and stop with the pretense. After all, my main business isn't selling phones."

Huang Zhang: "..."

Your main job isn't selling smartphones, but it is, bro.

"Meizu AI phone with deep space technology adds a special edition with a domestic screen, and gives users another year of Moss PRO as compensation."

"At the same time, we will broadcast a technical live stream so that users can see the comparison between the two screens themselves."

Dai Da Mai hesitated for a moment.

"What if the specifications of the domestically produced screen are indeed slightly inferior?"

Chen Zhi smiled.

"Our phone's selling point is Moss, not screen benchmark scores."

"Moreover, this time when others are blocking our Samsung screens, we've turned this into a topic of self-rescue for the domestic supply chain."

"Just shift the blame onto someone else."

"Users will complain for us."

Huang Zhang was a little excited.

"That works!"

Chen Zhi added a sentence.

"But BOE must show sincerity."

Huang Zhang immediately responded.

"I'll contact you now."

"Don't rush."

Chen Zhi stared at the computer screen.

"Have the legal department prepare the letter of breach of contract from Samsung, but don't send it out yet."

Dai Dama was stunned.

"Not issuing it?"

"Once it's published, it's just a contract dispute."

Chen Zhi's tone slowed down.

"Gather the evidence, find out who took our place in the scheduling process, and who paid for it behind the scenes."

"Then we'll release them all together on the day of the official announcement."

Dai Dama gasped on the other end of the phone.

"Brother Zhi, isn't this a bit inappropriate? We're not a company we can afford to offend."

"They're humiliating you, and you're still behaving humbly?"

Chen Zhi picked up his cup.

"I am a very civilized person."

"Should we politely get them trending on social media?"

Chen Zhi corrected.

"We are asking consumers nationwide to help monitor business ethics."

Dai Dama immediately said.

"Mr. Chen, it's such a waste that you're not in public relations."

"I work in public relations, so what do you do?"

"I can be your hater."

"You are now."

Halfway through the conference call, the porridge in the kitchen started bubbling.

Li Zhiyi turned around to turn off the stove.

Zhang Guifang watched her bustling about, then glanced at Chen Zhi holding a computer at the dining table, feeling a mix of emotions.

She thought it was absurd for Li Zhiyi to stay at home last night.

But now the girl didn't say a single unnecessary word. She poured water, got medicine, checked the time, and cooked breakfast, as if she had been taking care of Chen Zhi for many years.

Zhang Guifang felt even more distressed.

What sins did her son commit over countless lifetimes to have so many good girls fall for him?

Chen Jun came out of the bedroom and was stunned for a long time when he saw the scene in the living room.

"Is this... a morning court session?"

"This is called ruling from behind the curtain."

Chen Jun glanced at his legs.

"In your current state, you're at best a paralyzed regent."

Li Zhiyi brought out the porridge and couldn't help but smile.

Chen Zhi disagreed.

"Dad, I'm already like this, and you're still attacking me?"

Chen Jun sat down on the sofa.

"If you were less emotionally manipulative, would the house be so lively?"

Chen Zhi immediately looked down at the computer.

"Feed? Daddy? The signal's bad. Did you hear my dad yelling at me just now?"

Dai Dama was very savvy.

"No, Mr. Chen, I only heard Uncle Chen speaking from a high-level perspective."

Chen Jun: "This young man knows how to talk."

Chen Zhi: "He gets paid."

Chen Jun: "Then you'll be even better at talking."

Zhang Guifang placed the bowl heavily on the table.

"Have a meal!"

Chen Zhi immediately shut up.

The call will be temporarily disconnected.

Li Zhiyi served the porridge and then took out the medicine.

"Eat something first, then take your medicine in fifteen minutes."

Chen Zhi picked up the spoon.

"Attorney Li, I think you can do this in future court hearings: if the opposing lawyer refutes you, just tell him to take his medication in fifteen minutes."

Li Zhiyi lowered her head to peel the egg.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll let you eat right now."

Chen Jun was amused.

"Zhiyi is a good child; she can help him."

Zhang Guifang glared at him.

Chen Jun immediately picked up a bowl and drank the porridge.

"I didn't express an opinion; I was just stating an objective statement."

While we were eating, someone knocked on the door.

The room fell silent.

Chen Zhi stopped holding the spoon.

At this time, no one else but the Lin family next door would knock on the Chen family's door.

Zhang Guifang glanced at Chen Zhi.

"Don't move."

She went over and opened the door.

Lin Shuxian was standing outside the door.

He was holding a file folder in his hand, and wearing the same shirt as yesterday, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well either.

"Guifang, I'm sorry to bother you."

Zhang Guifang quickly stepped aside.

"Shuxian, come in and sit down."

Lin Shuxian didn't enter the room. His gaze passed over her and fell on Chen Zhi at the dining table, and also on Li Zhiyi.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward.

Li Zhiyi stood up.

Hello, Uncle.

Lin Shuxian nodded and didn't ask her any more questions.

He handed the file bag to Zhang Guifang.

"These are some sheet music books that Wanwan left at your house before. I found two more here while I was tidying up, just in case she needed them."

Zhang Guifang took it.

"Okay, I'll look for it in a bit."

Lin Shuxian looked at Chen Zhi.

"Woke up quite early."

Chen Zhi put down his spoon.

Good morning, Uncle Lin.

"Does your leg still hurt?"

"good."

Lin Shuxian didn't ask about the injury.

He was standing at the door when he overheard a few words on the phone.

Forget Samsung, forget the supply chain, forget domestic screens.

In the past, he would have thought that Chen Zhi was indeed a remarkable kid.

But now, his prowess is one thing, but it's another when his daughter suffers injustice.

"Were you working just now?"

"Yes, there's been a problem at the company."

"Do we need to return to the capital?"

"Not for now."

Lin Shuxian nodded.

"That's good."

He finished speaking and prepared to turn around.

Chen Zhi suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Lin."

Lin Shuxian stopped.

Chen Zhi tried to stand up, holding onto the edge of the table.

Li Zhiyi immediately held him down.

"Don't stand there."

Lin Shuxian also spoke up.

"Speak while seated."

Chen Zhi had no choice but to sit back down.

"How is Wanwan?"

Lin Shuxian looked at him for a few seconds.

"I slept for an hour."

Chen Zhi tightened his grip.

"Then she..."

"You don't need to ask these questions."

Lin Shuxian interrupted him.

"My promise to maintain safe contact does not mean you can go around asking about her."

Chen Zhi lowered his head.

"Feel sorry."

Lin Shuxian looked at him.

"Chen Zhi, the way you handle things at the company now is different from how you handled things at our house last night."

Chen Zhi remained silent.

"When the company runs into problems, you can immediately come up with a solution, know who to contact, and know how to retaliate."

When it comes to relationships, you just procrastinate.

Lin Shuxian continued, "Don't treat Wanwan like a background program on your phone, only switching back to check it when there's a problem."

Chen Zhi was speechless after being confronted, and could only bow his head and admit his mistake.

"I've got it."

"Remembering is not enough; you must take action."

After Lin Shuxian finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the next room.

After the door closed, Chen Zhi sat at the dining table without touching his breakfast.

Zhang Guifang walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Did you hear me?"

Chen Zhi nodded.

"I heard you."

Don't just listen.

"Um."

Li Zhiyi put the spoon back into his hand.

"Have a meal."

Chen Zhi looked up at her.

Aren't you going to comfort me?

Li Zhiyi ignored him.

"Uncle Lin is right."

Chen Zhi: "..."

Chen Jun added insult to injury from the side.

"Passed unanimously."

Chen Zhi lowered his head and drank his porridge.

"There is no place for me in this family anymore."

Zhang Guifang sneered.

"You are now in a hospital bed."

After finishing breakfast, Chen Zhi had just swallowed his medicine when Dai Dama called him on video again.

He clicked to answer the call.

On the screen, behind Dai Damai is the Deep Space Technology conference room.

"Mr. Chen, everyone's here."

Chen Zhi turned the computer around.

In the conference room, the systems team, hardware team, legal team, and public relations team were all online.

Huang Zhang was also in another window.

"We've made contact with BOE."

Huang Zhang got straight to the point.

"Their vice president can join the video conference at 10 o'clock, but the other party's meaning is very clear: they can provide screen feeds, but only for long-term cooperation."

Chen Zhi nodded.

"We can talk."

Dai Dama dropped another piece of bad news.

"Also, a new batch of articles has just appeared online, saying that the fact that our first batch of phones sold out is a hoax, that subsequent deliveries have been interrupted, that the supply chain is unstable, and that users are advised to request a refund and wait and see."

Chen Zhi smiled.

"They arrived quite quickly."

The PR manager was getting anxious.

"Mr. Chen, should we place the bet now?"

"No pressure."

"Not pressing down?"

Dai Dama's head ached just hearing those two words.

Last time, by not suppressing the negative articles, we actually won in the end.

But who can stand it when they do this every time? After all, it's their people who get scolded.

Chen Zhi tapped on the table.

"If they want users to know that there are problems with our supply chain, then let the users know."

"The announcement will be released at 10:30."

The public relations manager immediately grabbed a pen.

Chen Zhi thought for a few seconds.

"Let's call it—someone doesn't want you to get the Moss phone, but we're going to deliver it anyway."

The legal team cautioned, "Mr. Chen, isn't this a bit too impulsive?"

Chen Zhi looked at the screen.

"We don't name names, we don't insult people, we just state the facts."

"First, Samsung screen deliveries are delayed."

"Second, the Deep Space Meizu launches a special edition with a domestically produced screen."

"Third, customers who have already pre-ordered can freely choose to wait for the Samsung screen version, or exchange for the special edition with a domestic screen without any price difference, and receive an additional year of Moss Pro service."

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhang spoke up immediately.

"Meizu will cooperate."

Dai Dama added a sentence.

"What about the negative article?"

Chen Zhi picked up the water glass.

"Let them keep sending them."

"Waiting for BOE to connect, waiting for Samsung's response, and waiting for the company behind the scenes to show its face."

He continued:

"Then we'll do a live stream."

"Show them the contract, the extension letter, the timeline of the scheduling change, and the mastermind behind it all. Play the victim and let the users know our helplessness."

Dai Dama hesitated for a moment.

"Isn't Mr. Chen being too overtly assertive? No company in China does public relations by naming names like that."

"It wasn't there before, but it will be from now on."