Chapter 79: One Family, Two Tigers and Three Gods of Wealth
In the police car leaving Jinzhilin Medical Center, Yang Jianxiong still didn't react.
He stared at the warhead in his hand, his eyes filled with indescribable heat.
It's so shocking, so powerful, so evil.
Yang Jianxiong, who originally dismissed Ye Fan, could not describe his feelings in words, and his contempt for Ye Fan turned into admiration.
"Lao San, what do you think of this little doctor?"
Yang Yaodong, whose energy and spirit had changed, leaned on the car, holding a thermos cup filled with wolfberry and red date tea, and asked: "Can I see you?"
He got into the car quickly, so he didn't hear the sound of Ye Fan shooting amid the roar of decoration.
"I'm not as good as him."
Yang Jianxiong came to his senses and replied neatly: "You are not as good as him, even my eldest brother is not as good as him."
"The medical skills are first-rate, the physiognomy is first-rate, and even the martial arts are first-rate."
His eyes flashed: "Given time, we will not be able to reach this high."
Yang Yaodong became interested: "Oh, it's rare for you to praise someone, but don't you think too highly of him?"
"check it out."
Yang Jianxiong opened his palms to reveal the warhead, and then told him about the shocking scene just now.
Yang Yaodong's smile faltered slightly: "You said he can catch bullets?"
"Yes, it's still close."
Yang Jianxiong nodded: "The only person in Zhonghai who can do this is probably Huang Feihu of the Wu League."
"At least I can't."
"Such a person, let alone an enemy, is a great loss to our Yang family."
"I can't even imagine what he will achieve in ten years."
He looked playful: "Brother, we must make good friends with people like this."
"Go to Fu Palace!"
Yang Yaodong decisively issued an order: "See the old man!"
When the Yang brothers rushed to the old man's residence, Zhang Daqiang and others also gathered in the backyard to drink tea and chat.
"Brother, you've gotten bigger this time."
Looking at the Audi left by Yang Yaodong and the license plate with a series of eights, Zhang Daqiang gave a thumbs up:
"Zhong Hai can walk sideways from now on."
Lin Baishun also laughed: "People say that miracle doctors are walking connections. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand."
Ye Fan smiled calmly: "Isn't it just a little friendship? Why talk about walking sideways."
"Brother Fan, you really don't know the background of the Yang family?"
Liu Fugui also came over and brought a pot of tea: "Those are the Yang brothers."
"I've seen them on TV, but I really don't know what their background is."
Ye Fan responded honestly that he had been in Zhonghai for more than ten years, but the circle was too low-level. A month ago, Huang Dongqiang was the person he looked up to.
He once believed that Huang Dongqiang's starting point was the end of his life's struggle.
"Zhonghai has a population of 20 million, and the powerful and wealthy businessmen are like crucian carp crossing the river. We seem to be showing off our power, but in fact we cannot get on the big stage."
Zhang Daqiang picked up a cup of tea and said with a smile: "The ones who really move the wind and rain are just one sect, two tigers and three gods of wealth."
Lin Baishun sighed: "Yes, we are too thin in terms of connections and wealth. It takes at least three generations of talents to have some foundation."
Ye Fan raised his head: "One family, two tigers and three gods of wealth? Who are they?"
Liu Fugui took over the topic with a smile: "The great people in Zhonghai also have your old friends."
"The three gods of wealth refer to Han Nanhua, Qian Fujia, and Ma Jiacheng."
"Why are they called the gods of wealth? They have a lot of money, their companies are spread all over the country, and their personal wealth is in the hundreds of billions."
"For example, Han Nanhua, he is not only an antiques tycoon, but also has many mines overseas, including jade mines and gold mines."
"Needless to say, Qian Fujia is the founder of Baihua Bank, China Overseas' first private bank, known as the fifth largest bank."
"Don't think Baohai Bank is awesome, but compared with Baihua Bank, it is just like a credit union."
"Ma Jiacheng, everyone is familiar with him, he is an Internet giant."
"Their profit of 100 million is the same as our drinking water, so everyone jokingly calls Zhonghai the Three Gods of Wealth."
Ye Fan was startled for a moment, then laughed: "Listening to what you said, I won't have to be merciful when collecting consultation fees from Mr. Han and the Qian family."
Lin Baishun and the others burst into laughter, and the hospital was filled with a happy atmosphere.
"Who are the two tigers?"
Ye Fan curiously asked: "Du Tianhu?"
Zhang Daqiang nodded: "Yes, one is Boss Du, the chairman of Sihai Group and the underground emperor of Zhonghai, who maintains the dark order."
"There is another tiger named Huang Feihu."
Shen Yunfeng also joined in the fun: "He is the president of the Zhonghai Martial Arts League, the martial arts consultant of the police academy, and a master of the Xuan Realm. He has countless disciples and grandsons."
"Like Boss Du, he lives in seclusion, but like a magic needle, he firmly suppresses dangerous elements from all sides."
There was a hint of interest in Ye Fan's eyes. This is the first time I heard about a master of the Mysterious Realm. If I have a chance to see him another day, I will ask him to see what kind of realm he is.
"One sect, I'm talking about the Yang family, the Yang sect."
Lin Baishun sat down and spoke: "Nine champions in one school, father and son in three markets, this describes the heritage of the Yang family."
"Nine top scorers means that since the college entrance examination was resumed, in the past fifty years, the Yang family has produced nine top scorers in the Zhonghai College Entrance Examination."
"The three city chiefs refer to Yang Ting's grandfather, father, and eldest brother who all served as the city chiefs of Zhonghai."
"Although the two old men retired early, Yang's father, Yang Baoguo, is still the invisible city leader and has a huge influence on China Shipping's top management."
"The eldest brother of the Yang family, Yang Hongxing, was transferred from Zhonghai to Longdu to take on a heavier responsibility the year before last."
"As for the positions held by other nephews, they are countless."
He added with a smile: "So to win the friendship of the Yang brothers, Brother Fan, you can leave on your own."
"I see."
Ye Fan suddenly understood and nodded, and then sighed with emotion: "This background is really awesome."
The distance between me and the Yang family is not just a class, but thousands of miles away.
Liu Fugui poured hot tea for Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Brother Fan, I firmly believe that sooner or later you will be as tall as the Yang family."
"I won't think about things that are too far away. My goal now is to renovate the medical center as soon as possible."
Ye Fan smiled calmly: "I will be satisfied if I make more money, make more good friends, and treat more patients."
Ye Fan, who had been in poverty for more than ten years, saw the warmth and coldness of the world, gave up his unrealistic ideas, and took every step of his life down-to-earth.
Zhang Daqiang and the others all nodded secretly. In a prosperous city, if they are neither arrogant nor impetuous and can endure loneliness, people like Ye Fan will take off sooner or later.
"By the way, Brother Fan, the hospital is in a state of chaos today, and Zhao Dongyang deserves a lot of credit for it."
Sun Bufan was afraid that the world would not join him: "If we don't repay him properly, wouldn't we be too sorry for his feelings?"
"Damn it, you bastard, you are plotting against us."
Shen Yunfeng slapped the table: "Brother Fan, leave it to me. I will send people to hide near his company. If he is alone, I will put a sack on him and beat him up."
Lin Baishun came up with an idea: "Cast him by the way."
Zhang Daqiang habitually looks back at the excavator: "How about burying it directly in the playground?"
"No need, I can just handle this little thing."
Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light:
"He despicably plotted against me, so I maimed him openly and openly."
