Then, Tao Guoan said to Jiang Zhihao: "I've made arrangements for the hospital. Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. I'll go back with you."
"I'll go too." Yan Yulong said.
Jiang Zhihao shook his head and said: "My mother-in-law's health is not bad, there shouldn't be any big problems. Mr. Yan just needs to handle the company's affairs, and we won't stay here any longer."
Yan Yulong was not too pretentious, saying that they would go back together was just a polite word. In fact, based on their relationship, there was no need to show off in such a hurry.
If Shao Hailan were to die, it would still be too late to go.
This may sound a bit heartless, but this is the case in business, making money is always more important than other things.
At least for Yan Yulong, that's the case.
When Jiang Zhihao and Tao Guoan were rushing back, over at the hospital, Zhong Wenxing was scolding Zhong Jiaxi.
"Look at how angry your mother is. She is usually fine, but she gets so angry when she talks about you! You tell me how much trouble you have had in your head that you suddenly want to quit your job and start your own business. Business is so easy to do now.
!"
There were a few relatives nearby who also said, "Yes, Jia Xi, if you don't do a good job and start a business, won't you be full enough to survive? Is it easy for your parents to find a job for you?
You’re too big-hearted!”
Zhong Jiaxi didn't like being taught like this. He squinted at the relatives and said, "If you hadn't told my mother that I was wrong in front of her, how could she be so angry? Besides, is the business going well?
, do you understand?”
Having just concluded a big business deal worth millions, Zhong Jiaxi is feeling happy and confident. If these people want to pour cold water on him, they will naturally be beaten back.
Zhong Wenxing was so angry that he reached out and slapped him on the face, cursing: "How dare you talk back to your uncle! Did he say something wrong? What do you mean when people say you are wrong? If you do well, what others say
Are you here?"
This slap made Zhong Jiaxi's face look gloomy. Just when he was about to pull up the company account on his mobile phone and show it to Zhong Wenxing and others, so that they would know what it means to look down on others, Miao Yunfeng quickly entered
Ward.
Zhong Xuemei, the third eldest child of the Zhong family, quickly asked: "Yunfeng, how are you?"
Miao Yunfeng looked embarrassed and said: "I asked my classmate who is the deputy director of the brain department. He said that the hospital beds are very tight now. The director of the brain department is operating on people and they won't be able to get out for a while. He suggested that we
Let’s do a normal inspection first, and we’ll talk about it if we find any problems.”
"How can that be done? It will be too late if we wait until the problem is found to find someone!" Zhong Xiucheng, the eldest son of the Zhong family, said dissatisfied: "The reason for the shortage of beds is because of money, isn't it! Yunfeng, tell that classmate of yours
, no matter how much money you spend, let him find the best doctor quickly."
Zhong Xiucheng drives an electric car business, which was quite profitable in the early years, but now there are too many people in this business. In addition, the country has introduced new policies, which has further reduced the profits of electric cars.
To this day, Zhong Xuemei and Miao Yunfeng's earning power is considered to be one of the best in the Zhong family.