When the plane landed in Beijing, Zhu Jian had already driven his car to the airport and was waiting.
"Master Ye, you are so awesome this time. You just use one move to retreat in order to advance. You are so awesome. Only you can afford such a move." Zhu Jian joked while driving.
Ye Wutian smiled bitterly. Sitting in the passenger seat, he turned to look at Zhu Jian: "What does it mean to retreat in order to advance? Why do the words taste bad when they come into your mouth? I'm not that kind of person."
Zhu Jian didn't listen at all, "Don't do this. If you don't know it yourself, everyone can see your tricks."
Ye Wutian sweated violently, "So bad? Are my acting skills so bad?" Hearing Zhu Jian say this, Ye Wutian did not deny it anymore.
"Hey, it's not that your acting skills are bad, it's that people are too smart." Zhu Jian said this, but in his heart, he said, you, Mr. Ye, are too impatient, and they haven't kicked you out. You are in a hurry to resign, wouldn't you?
Is this equivalent to telling everyone that you, Ye Wutian, are dissatisfied with certain people?
He and Zhu Jian went all the way from the airport to Zhu's house. When they arrived at Zhu's house, Ye Wutian was taken directly into the old man's room.
When he entered the study room, the old man was waving ink with his head lowered. Ye Wutian did not disturb him and stood quietly beside him, thinking that the old man wanted to send him another calligraphy letter?
After finishing writing, the old man put down his brush, looked up and saw Ye Wutian standing there, and said, "Here?"
"Just arrived, old man, is this calligraphy given to me?" Ye Wutian liked the old man's upright picture very much, and thought it would be a good choice to hang up this calligraphy.
The old man smiled: "You are really greedy."
Ye Wutian just laughed. His move surprised the secretary standing next to him. Ye Wutian dared to talk to the old chief like this, but the old chief was not angry. What does this mean?
"Sit down, I don't mean anything else, tell me about your resignation." The old man took the hot towel from the secretary and wiped his hands, then motioned for Ye Wutian to sit on the sofa.
"Old man, is this all about this? How could such a big thing alarm you?" Ye Wutian asked as he sat down, then realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, "I'm sorry, I wasn't careful at the moment.
Used foul language."
"What do you think?" The old man did not dwell too much on this issue.
"What do you think of nothing? If you don't feel happy doing it, then don't do it."
"that's all?"
"That's it." Ye Wutian replied.
"Is there no other reason?" the old man asked, obviously not believing Ye Wutian's words.
Ye Wutian shook his head and said, "No."
"I came all the way from Dongcheng to find you. I don't want to hear such a simple sentence from you." The old man didn't buy it.
"Actually, things are really simple, but outsiders think it's complicated."
"You're relieved that you resigned. What about the others? What about the patients? They all believe in you, and you treat them like this?"
Ye Wutian suddenly looked a little excited, "What can I do? First of all, my personal abilities are limited, and I can't handle many things at all, but I also see that the patients are pitiful, so I asked the Yin Sect for help, but what happened?
?There are always some dogs and cats who jump out to cause trouble and are plotted against me like this. What do I get? And for what? After paying so much, what do I get?
Money? Or fame? No, I didn’t get anything. To be a bit crazy, I don’t need the fame and status, and I don’t need to rely on them to make money. The reason why I want to do something to help those patients is completely
My own wishes, including that of the medical base, were just to help some people in need, and I never thought about getting anything from there."
"It's hard to think of something to do, old man, do you think it's easy for me? It's not easy for me." Ye Wutian became more depressed and excited as he spoke, and at the end he stood up from the sofa.
The old man had a smile on his face and gently waved his hand to signal Ye Wutian to calm down, "It's all temporary and all difficulties will pass."
"It's just not worth it. I have to work so hard to help others, but there are still so many people who want to laugh at me. Why should I make myself so tired? In this case, it's better for me to have fun myself, at least I won't have to be plotted against by others."
"Xiaoye, you are still young and you still have a long way to go. You have to remember that people can't just live in their own thoughts. You have to believe that there are only a few bad people in the world. You have the ability to help others. In fact,
It's a good thing. Many people want to help others but don't have the ability. You are not alone.
If you are fighting hard, at least you still have supporters. You have also seen that with so many supporters coming to support you, what are you afraid of? Do you still want to disappoint those supporters? They all put all their hopes on you.
It was you who gave them hope. With so many supporters, what are you afraid of?"
Ye Wutian was left speechless. He couldn't help but sigh that Jiang is still hot when he is old. The old man dispersed his dissatisfaction with just a few words. Thinking about it, it seems that this is really the case. He has so many supporters, but he is still afraid.
What a fool? Those chickens and dogs want to deal with him, so what?
Thinking this way, Ye Wutian was still unwilling to give in. He knew clearly that what the old man said was very reasonable, but he was still unwilling to give in. Why? Why should he be ordered by those villains hiding in the dark?
"Go back to work, don't pay attention to others, just be yourself." The old man said.
Ye Wutian did not agree immediately, but said: "Old man, it's okay for me to go back if you want. I only have one condition. Please ask the people from the Yin Faction and the Southern Faction to go back and continue working."
The old man shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Wutian, "You kid."
Ye Wutian's old face turned red and he felt like a child in front of the old man. At this time, the old man's smile made him feel ashamed. With the old man's shrewdness, how could he not know his intention of doing this? Perhaps in the eyes of the old man,
, his behavior is a sign of immaturity.
"Old man, I am not doing this just for myself, but more for the patients. To be honest, my own strength is limited, but those patients don't have much time to wait. They can't afford to wait."
The old man thought for a while and said, "Well, I'll think about it."
Hearing what the old man said, Ye Wutian finally breathed a sigh of relief. His initial goal had been achieved. Since the old man dared to say this, he must have been mentally prepared.
"I heard that you have caused a lot of trouble recently?" The old man suddenly changed the topic.
Ye Wutian was stunned. What did the old man mean by this? Was he caring about him? Or was he hinting that he shouldn't be too high-profile?
"What I don't want is that I'm popular among people, and there are always people who will find me unhappy. Old man, believe it or not, I want to live quietly, make a little money, and have fun more than anyone else. No one would think of messing with me.
enemy?"
The old man smiled again and changed the topic again. Ye Wutian could hardly keep up with the old man's thinking and couldn't understand what the old man was thinking. He just asked a few simple words and stopped asking. What is the real intention of the old man?
One of the reasons why Ye Wutian dislikes dealing with such people is because they always like to talk in roundabout ways, and ordinary people cannot understand what they mean.
It was already a few hours after he came out of Zhu's house. Ye Wutian shook his head and smiled bitterly. Dealing with politicians was more tiring than fighting with beautiful women all night long.
"Master Ye, let me make the arrangements next. It's a rare trip to the capital to relax and unwind." Zhu Jian knew what Ye Wutian had talked about with his grandfather. Now that the work was over, he just wanted to fulfill his friendship as a landlord.
The hospitality was good to Ye Wutian.
"Don't arrange any beauties, find a place to sit and sit down." Ye Wutian has no interest in beauties now.
Zhu Jian looked at Ye Wutian in surprise, as if to say, no, right? Mr. Ye, you finally came out, but you are not interested in women? Is that the problem?
Ye Wutian smiled bitterly and glared at Zhu Jian: "What are you thinking about? It's not what you think."
"Young Master Zhang and the others have already arranged a place, are you really not going?" Zhu Jian couldn't believe it. Ye Wutian was so young and he really shouldn't have said such things. He didn't like beauties? Damn it! Did he like men?
Thinking of this, Zhu Jian couldn't help but trembled, knowing that he had thought too much and was too evil, Ami Tofu.
Ye Wutian did not answer Zhu Jian's question, but took out the ringing mobile phone. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number in the capital, Ye Wutian didn't think much, directly pressed the phone and hung up. He didn't have many friends in the capital.
It's very possible that the other party dialed the wrong number.
After the phone was pressed, the phone he had just put in his pocket rang again, which made Ye Wutian frown again and again. When he took it out, he saw that it was still the same phone.
"Who?" Ye Wutian asked after answering the phone.
"Haha, Mr. Ye, you haven't seen me for a while and you don't even want to answer my call?" The person on the other side of the phone laughed.
The voice sounded familiar, but Ye Wutian couldn't tell who the other person was for a moment, "Who are you?"
Since the other party can call him Mr. Ye, it proves that the other party made the right call.
Seeing that Ye Wutian still couldn't hear the sound, the tone of the other party's words began to become colder, "Young Master Ye, I know that you have come to the capital, and my grandfather wants to meet you."
Ye Wutian was a little angry and raised his voice a few decibels: "Who are you? Don't you have a name? I really don't remember who you are."
"Young Master Ye is really a noble man who often forgets things. Please listen carefully, Mr. Ye. My name is Ma Feng." After saying that, the other party had hung up the phone.
Hearing the busy signal from the phone, Ye Wutian smiled bitterly. Damn it, he really didn't recognize Ma Feng's voice just now. He hadn't seen Ma Feng for a long time and had almost forgotten about Ma Feng. It's better now.
He also offended Ma Feng to death.
The eldest young man in the capital was despised by others. This was an insult to him and something he could not bear.
"Go to Ma's house." Ye Wutian turned around and said to Zhu Jian, "What has Ma Feng been doing during this time?"
"I went to the army. I haven't seen him for a while."
Ye Wutian didn't ask again, his intuition told him that this trip to the Ma family might cause trouble again. (To be continued)