"Dr. Chen, where is Shao Qing? Didn't he say that he would personally host the bidding meeting for his products? Why haven't you come yet?"
Mr. Zhan yelled at Dr. Chen on the other end of the phone. He looked at the clock anxiously, worried.
This is Shaoqing's first official appearance back in the mall. He had been looking forward to his son's appearance today, but after waiting and waiting, he still didn't see his son appear. Did the brat change his mind or forget about it?
"Mr. Zhan, I was about to call you!" Dr. Chen was also anxious, "Mr. Zhan is still exercising in the rehabilitation room. I don't know why these days. He has to increase the amount of training every time. If he doesn't take a rest today,
I'm afraid it will aggravate the leg injury! You'd better come up and try to persuade him."
"What! What is he trying to do!" Mr. Zhan was frightened for a while and hurriedly agreed, "Okay, I'll go right away!"
The old man took Assistant Leng to the elevator and quickly rushed to the top floor of Zhan's office building, where he had a rehabilitation room specially designed for his son. At this moment, he had no scheming in the shopping mall. He was just worried about whether his son would be there again.
Injured the body.
The old man built the rehabilitation room in Zhan's Building. He also listened to Shao Qing's words that he hoped that he could actively rehabilitate and deal with official duties nearby when he was tired from rehabilitation. However, he never thought that his son was so anxious about recovery that he was not even willing to rest! Could he?
Don’t you know that haste makes waste, and sharpening the knife will not waste time cutting wood!
Arriving at the door of the rehabilitation room, which occupies almost half of the entire floor, the old man opened the door and shouted: "You brat, have you forgotten that today is the bidding meeting! You don't want to personally select partners, and you don't want to officially return.
It’s a shopping mall, isn’t it?”
Indoors, Zhan Shaoqing, who was lying on the rehabilitation equipment and sweating heavily while exercising, stopped, looked at the time with some frustration, and let out an inaudible sigh.
"Dad, I understand, let's go change clothes now!" Zhan Shaoqing stopped moving, and the nurse hurriedly helped him into the wheelchair and pushed him to the bathroom to take a bath.
"You bastard, you can't let me have peace of mind for a day!" The old man breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but keep mumbling.
Assistant Leng handed over a glass of water and comforted the old man who had served him for decades: "President, don't be angry. The young master is also eager to recover, and he has lost track of time for a while. Please give him a few words, and the young master will definitely listen to you.
Please sit down and take a rest first, so you don’t get tired and sick yourself.”
"Oh, how much do I have to worry about him!" The old man took the water and ran all the way. His body, which was already over sixty years old, was really tired.
While his son was going to wash up and change clothes, the old man looked around the rehabilitation room and asked Dr. Chen: "Doctor, will it be okay for Shaoqing to be so tired today? Will it have any impact on his future rehabilitation? Do you think there is anything missing here? Just tell me