On the afternoon when Ye Xiaobai was enjoying teaching English by the superb beauty Su Mengqing, the wealthy circle in Zhonghai City was once again in turmoil.
"Holy shit, this thing I took last night turned out to be fake."
"Damn it, no way! You bought something worth two yuan for tens of millions?"
"Fuck! Fourth Young Master, you used fake things to fool everyone..."
Such voices are heard one after another in the wealthy circles, and everyone feels like they have been cheated.
However, no one dares to say that they are going to trouble the Fourth Young Master. They can only be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis. They have to bear the pain themselves. If their teeth are knocked out, they can only swallow it.
However, everyone has unanimously decided that they will never buy anything from the fourth young master in the future. I can’t afford to offend you if you hold a photo shoot. If I come to the scene and don’t take pictures, it should be fine!
But they didn't know that this had long been expected by the Fourth Young Master, Wang Quanfeng. No matter what, Wang Young Master had already made money from one of his exhibitions and auctions.
6.8 billion is still a small gain.
However, for many middle-level wealthy people in Zhonghai City’s wealthy circles, making money through counterfeit goods is just the beginning of a nightmare.
Because Wang Quanfeng's second plan was launched against them.
"Mr. Huang, this is what Mr. Wang wants. I can give you ten minutes to think about it."
Huang Dafu was one of those who suffered. At this time, two of Wang Quanfeng's subordinates came to his group's office and placed a contract directly in front of him.
The full name of this contract is: Donation Contract.
Ask Huang Dafu to give the maid of the fourth son, Xiaoxing 2 billion.
Seeing the contract, Huang Dafu was dumbfounded, "Why is it me?"
This Wang Quanfeng was clearly trying to steal money, and it was not a small amount. He asked for two billion. Even if Huang Dafu was worth tens of billions, losing two billion all at once would be a loss he couldn't afford. Because
, once the two billion is allocated, the company will be in trouble because of funds.
"Don't worry, there are a total of twenty-two people in Zhonghai who have the same treatment as you."
A general said calmly.
"What if I say no?"
Huang Dafu asked cautiously.
I was also shocked at the same time. I didn't expect that Mr. Wang had such a big appetite and blackmailed twenty-two rich people at the same time.
In this way, at least 40 billion will be made!
"Mr. Wang said that anyone who does not cooperate means not giving Mr. Wang face. So, Mr. Wang, there are a hundred ways to make him disappear from this world without any reason. I think you should save money and life.
If you know how to choose, you have to believe that Mr. Wang definitely has the strength. Of course, Mr. Wang also knows that this is a society governed by law, but what if you can't find a handle? Then wouldn't your death be in vain? I believe you are smart. "
Another cadre began to do ideological work. After all, they were seeking wealth, not life. Only those who did not cooperate would be decisively allowed to disappear.
"Okay! I'll give you the money."
Huang Dafu could only sign the gift contract in pain. When reporting the case was useless, he had to choose to surrender in the face of the overwhelming power of the Wang family in Zhonghai.
And the same thing happened in the offices or homes of many wealthy people at the same time.
Faced with Wang Quanfeng's strength, they could only reluctantly give money, feeling extremely humiliated.
And these twenty-two rich people are basically the group of people with the weakest background in China Shipping.
Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out. No one chooses to call the police because they know that the other party is impeccable and has a deep background. Without solid evidence, there is no point in reporting the case. Once they cannot bring down Mr. Wang, then wait for them
, it will be a devastating blow.
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Facing Su Mengqing's homework assignments, Ye Xiaobai could only bear it silently, and secretly sighed in his heart that it was really not easy to be a student of this beautiful teacher! The homework was too harsh.
But in order to let Su Mengqing continue to teach him English, Ye Xiaobai had to accept Su Mengqing's punitive homework, which was really joyful and painful!
After leaving the office, Ye Xiaobai first went to the school supermarket to buy some English homework books and some black gel pens, and then drove back to the hotel room.
Then he opened the book and started copying words. Ye Xiaobai, who was already too young, looked like a young high school student.
Just as Ye Xiaobai was doing his homework enthusiastically, his cell phone suddenly rang.
It's Jay Chou.
"Hey, are you okay? Brother Zhou."
Ye Xiaobai pressed the speakerphone and spoke to the phone while doing his homework.
"Brother Xiaobai, help me, wuwuwu..."
Director Jay Chou's miserable voice immediately came over the phone.
"Brother Zhou, what's wrong? Are you being hunted? Where are you? I'll be there right away."
The pen in Ye Xiaobai's hand couldn't help but pause, his brows furrowed, and his tone was full of murderous intent. No matter who the other party was, if he dared to touch his brother, he would have to bear my anger.
In Zhonghai, apart from those beauties, among the men I know so far, only Jay Chou and Li Jiahao can make Ye Xiaobai nervous.
"I'm at home and I'm not being chased, but my dad is dying. Please come and save him. I've already sent a car to your hotel."
Jay Chou said with a tearful tone.
"Okay, I'll be there later."
Ye Xiaobai heard that it was Jay Chou and his father was dying, but Jay Chou's life was not in danger. The anger and murderous intention just subsided like a tide. It was a trivial matter to save his father!
After a while, the car sent by Jay Chou appeared at the door of Belle Hotel. Ye Xiaobai got in carelessly, then closed his eyes to rest.
Finally, Ye Xiaobai came to the door of a luxurious villa.
This is Jay Chou's home.
Director Jay Chou had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw Ye Xiaobai get off the car, he hurriedly greeted him, "Brother Xiaobai, please come inside quickly."
Ye Xiaobai nodded and followed Jay Chou into the luxurious villa.
Finally, we came to Jay Chou's father's bedside.
I saw an old man who was close to sixty years old, lying languidly on the bed with an oxygen bottle hanging, and he seemed to be dead.
He is Jay Chou's father, Zhou Lun, the current chairman of the Zhou Group.
But Ye Xiaobai could tell at a glance that the Zhou Lun still had a weak heartbeat. Medically speaking, this could not be considered death.
"The doctors who came here all said that my father is hopeless. Oh, oh, oh, oh, I don't want to lose my father..."
Jay Chou cried like a child, "Brother Xiaobai, I know, you are a miracle doctor, you want to save my father!"
"Don't worry! Uncle is not dead yet, I can bring him back to life."
Ye Xiaobai patted Jay Chou on the shoulder and walked over at the same time. He held a silver needle in his hand and was about to stab Zhou Lun in the chest.
"Brother Xiaobai, thank you very much."
As soon as Director Jay heard Ye Xiaobai say that his father could still be saved, his eyes immediately burned with a fiery light.
"stop!"
But at this moment, a woman in her fifties rushed over and stood in front of Ye Xiaobai, "What are you going to do?"
"Mom, get out of the way, this is Doctor Ye."
Director Zhou said quickly.
"Miracle Doctor Ye, Xiaodong, are you kidding me? This kid can be called a miracle doctor even though he is still young? Your mother and I are not that confused yet."
The middle-aged woman snorted.
In the eyes of many people, celebrity idols are just young freshmen and handsome brothers. But talented people with superb medical skills, who are not middle-aged people, or even gray-haired grandfathers, can give people such an image.
A feeling of conviction.
"Mom, look at how handsome I am now. It was my little white brother who treated me. He is really a miracle doctor. Get out of the way quickly, or dad will not be saved."
Jay Chou forcefully pulled his mother aside, and at the same time said to Ye Xiaobai, "Brother Xiaobai, please don't be like my mother."
After hearing this, Mother Zhou blinked at Ye Xiaobai. Regarding her son's weight loss success, she knew it was a miracle doctor, but she didn't expect that this miracle doctor was so young. Is his medical skill really good?
sharp?
"fine."
Ye Xiaobai smiled, and the silver needle in his hand immediately pierced the Tanzhong point on Zhou Lun's chest, stabilizing Zhou Lun's heart pulse.
"Your father is not sick, but he was injured by someone. The person who did it is a practitioner."
Ye Xiaobai said slowly, "Do you know who the murderer is?"
"What? Was he injured?"
Jay Chou's face was full of shock. He thought his father had suddenly become seriously ill, because when he saw his father, his father was already lying dying in his office, and there were no signs of a fight in the office.
After being sent to the hospital, the doctor told him that resuscitation was ineffective and asked him to prepare for his funeral.
However, Jay Chou could not accept this result, so he took his father home and hurriedly called Ye Xiaobai for help.
"Well, you should trust my medical skills."
Ye Xiaobai nodded.
"I believe it. I just want to know what happened. Only when my father wakes up can he know the truth."
Of course, Jay Chou believed in Ye Xiaobai's judgment. After all, he had personally experienced the magic of Ye Xiaobai's medical skills.
"Then I'll ask your father to wake up and ask about the situation."
A few more silver needles appeared in Ye Xiaobai's hand. For Ye Xiaobai, Zhou Lun's injuries were not difficult, but he was interested in the person who took the shot.
"Son, this young man, is what he said true or false? Can your father wake up?"
Zhou's mother had a look of suspicion on her face, and she always felt that Ye Xiaobai was like a magician, deceiving people. But with the lessons learned from her son's weight loss, and the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live doctor, she temporarily chose to watch.
posture.
"That's necessary. I have confidence in Brother Xiaobai."
Director Jay Chou nodded solemnly, he would never doubt Ye Xiaobai's judgment and ability in medicine.
Next, Ye Xiaobai used the soul-returning needle formation, and several silver needles quickly penetrated into seven or eight major acupuncture points on Zhou Lun's body.