Lin Zhiming returned to Xiahai City Hospital and met Yao Jing and Song Siqing.
"Siqing really lost a long period of memory!" Yao Jing said to Lin Zhiming.
"Yeah." Lin Zhiming nodded, looked at Song Siqing and asked, "How do you feel now?"
"I don't feel much, except that my head hurts occasionally," Song Siqing said.
"I know my fate, I just told Siqing that since she has lost her memory for such a long time, she should stop staying in Xiahai City and come back to Strait City with me. This way, not only can she slowly recuperate her body, but also Strait City
She is also familiar with it, no matter what, it is better than staying in Xiahai City, which is completely unfamiliar to her now." Yao Jing said.
"What do you mean?" Lin Zhiming asked Song Siqing.
"I also want to go back with Jingjing. Now I don't remember everything I did here, so there is no point in my staying." Song Siqing said.
"Okay, it's too late today. You can take my private plane back tomorrow." Lin Zhiming said.
"Private jet?!" Song Siqing looked at Lin Zhiming and couldn't help but admire, "I really didn't expect that in two years you could even get a private jet."
"I even have a private satellite, and a private plane is nothing." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Just brag. Why didn't you say that you still have a private space station? You also have a private base on the moon?" Song Siqing said contemptuously.
"Don't tell me he's bragging. I just read the report two days ago. Zhi Ming became the eighth richest person in the Dragon Kingdom with a total worth of 1.03 billion." Yao Jing said.
"What?!" Song Siqing looked at Yao Jing in disbelief and asked, "Are you kidding me?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Yao Jing asked.
"I didn't even know my assets were over one trillion." Lin Zhiming scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I have been setting up a charity foundation with my friends during this time. If you are interested, you can donate some money to our fund to do some good things." Yao Jing said with a smile.
"Doing a charity foundation? Didn't you go back to work at the Yao family's company?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.
"This is not a conflict. I have very few things to do in the Yao family, and most of my time is spent on the charity foundation!" Yao Jing said.
"Then I'll donate 10 billion first." Lin Zhiming said.
"It's too much. The foundation has just started. If we take so much money at once, we will lose motivation." Yao Jing shook her head repeatedly.
"Then one billion." Lin Zhiming said.
"This is too much." Yao Jing continued to shake her head.
"It can't be just 100 million, right? What can it do?" Lin Zhiming asked with a frown.
"Just 100 million, that's enough. We mainly focus on children, so we really don't need too much money," Yao Jing said.
"Child?" Lin Zhiming's brows twitched slightly, then nodded and said, "Okay, just donate 100 million in my own name, and another 100 million in the name of the company."
"That's okay." Yao Jing said.
Song Siqing on the side couldn't help but cover her forehead.
"Do you all use hundreds of millions as the basic unit when talking now?" Song Siqing asked.
"Are you scared to pee?" Lin Zhiming asked with a smile.
"That's not to say, no matter how powerful you are, won't your family quietly win you?" Song Siqing said proudly.
Hearing this, Lin Zhiming and Yao Jing looked at each other.
Yao Jing sighed, looked at Song Siqing and said, "Stop talking about these things, take a good rest and go home together tomorrow."
"Yeah!" Song Siqing seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing and nodded repeatedly.
"I'm leaving first." Lin Zhiming felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so he had to leave first.
"I'll give it to you." Yao Jing said.
Lin Zhiming was a little surprised that Yao Jing actually offered to see him off, but he still nodded and followed Yao Jing out of the ward.
The two walked down the aisle side by side.
"Have you found out the reason why Siqing committed suicide?" Yao Jing asked.
"Yeah." Lin Zhiming nodded.
"What's the reason?" Yao Jing asked with a frown.
"You don't need to know." Lin Zhiming shook his head.
"I don't need to know?" Yao Jing was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something.
"It's something very bad, right?" Yao Jing asked.
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming nodded again.
"Okay." Yao Jing sighed and said, "Actually, I also thought that if it weren't for something very bad, it would be absolutely impossible for Song Siqing to commit suicide with her psychological quality. I even know that Song Siqing's suicide must be related to a man. related."
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming nodded.
"If that's the case, then her amnesia may be a good thing. At least she has forgotten those unbearable past events. When she returns to Strait City, she is the fearless Song Siqing she was two years ago," Yao Jing said.
"I hope she never regains her memory." Lin Zhiming said.
"I hope so." Yao Jing said.
The two of them went downstairs while chatting, and finally arrived outside the hospital.
"Okay, I'm going up." Yao Jing looked directly at Lin Zhiming and said.
"Well, go up, I'm going to sit with Brother Quan for a while." Lin Zhiming said.
"When will you leave again? I heard that every time you appear, you will disappear quickly, and you will not appear until the next audition starts." Yao Jing said.
"Either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Lin Zhiming said.
"Then... I wish you good results." Yao Jing said, extending her hand to Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold Yao Jing's hand.
Yao Jing was about to say something, but Lin Zhiming pulled Yao Jing into his arms.
"Take care of yourself." Lin Zhiming patted Yao Jing's back.
Yao Jing put her hands in front of her body and slightly pressed against Lin Zhiming's body, preventing her body from touching Lin Zhiming's body.
"I will." Yao Jing said.
Lin Zhiming nodded, and then let go of his hand.
"Is it cold in Strait City? Are you still wearing a coat?" Lin Zhiming looked at Yao Jing's loose coat and couldn't help but ask.
"The temperature has dropped recently, it's quite cold." Yao Jing said.
"I always thought that Xiahai City was much colder than Xiahai City. I didn't expect that there would be a day colder in Haihai City than Xiahai City. Okay, please keep warm. I'm leaving!" Lin Zhiming said, waving to Yao Jing, and then turned around Leave.
Seeing Lin Zhiming's leaving figure, Yao Jing gently put her hand on her stomach.
The night is dark.
Lin Zhiming left the hospital alone and finally came to a food stall according to the location given by Zhang Quan.
There are several tables at the entrance of the food stall, and they are full of people.
Zhang Quan was sitting in front of one of the tables, and there was a familiar fat man next to Zhang Quan.
"Brother Quan, Fatty." Lin Zhiming walked up to the two of them and said hello to them.
"Let me go, why are you old?!" Fatty Huang Tingjun looked at Lin Zhiming in surprise and asked.
"Nonsense, this is mature." Lin Zhiming laughed.
"It's just that you're old. You can't be a groom every night, right? You've aged so much. If I weren't so familiar with you, I would have thought that I had seen the wrong person!" Huang Tingjun said.
"Maybe it's because of the recent pressure." Zhang Quan said from the side.
"There is indeed pressure, but it's not too big. Don't talk about it. Brother Quan, have you ordered?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Well, I ordered it. It's all your favorite food." Zhang Quan nodded.
"I brought something good." Huang Tingjun mysteriously picked up a bag from the ground and put it on the table, then opened the bag.
Inside the bag was a transparent jar, and inside the jar were two king cobras.
At this time, the two king cobras were already dead, and they were soaked in slightly yellow wine.
"King Cobra brewed in Moutai for 80 years, and half a pound of ginseng that has been brewed for hundreds of years. One sip of this stuff will remove dampness and detoxify, one drink will strengthen the body and strengthen the body, and one jin will serve as a groom every night! This is something that even if you have money you can't get it.
This is a good thing, it was given by the wine supplier of our venue! This bottle was originally intended for that guy Joey, but I cut it off." Huang Tingjun said proudly.
"Foreigners can't get used to drinking this stuff," Lin Zhiming said.
"Come on, come on, I'll fill it up for the two big guys. My place will open tomorrow. I need people with enough weight to support the table. I originally planned to ask the squad leader to come, but I didn't expect you to show up as well. Then
No matter what, you both have to come with me!" Huang Tingjun said while pouring wine for Lin Zhiming.
"I heard that you invited a female DJ who is ranked number one among the top 100 DJs, and then there are many popular celebrities to support the scene?" Zhang Quan asked.
"How can the traffic star compare with our Zhiming? They are not on the same level at all!" Huang Tingjun shook his head repeatedly.
"I haven't been to that kind of occasion for a long time." Lin Zhiming shook his head.
"Then let's go and have a look. My model is a nightclub plus a high bar. It can meet the needs of people of different ages and identities. No matter what happens tomorrow, you have to be there. I know your fate. This is the first time for me, Huang.
With such a big business, I don't know if I can make money in the future, but the first shot of opening the door must be fired!" Huang Tingjun said seriously.
"Your ability to make bubbles is well-recognized. You can definitely make a sound!" Zhang Quan said firmly.
Huang Tingjun's face froze slightly and he said, "Old Ban, I am no longer the person I used to be, really!"
"I believed your ghost." Lin Zhiming glanced at Huang Tingjun and said.
"Really, that top 100 djjojo is so good-looking and has a great figure. Yesterday, she even planned to let me go to her room to listen to the music on the opening day, but I refused. Now I just want to
Make money! Do a good job!" Huang Tingjun said seriously.
"What made you have such an awareness? Aren't you motivated to kill thousands of people and kill ten thousand?" Lin Zhiming asked with a frown.
"Well, people always have to change. When I get to my age, it's almost time to talk to my girlfriend and get married. I can't continue to mess around. Let's not talk about this. Let me drink, drink!" Huang Tingjun laughed sarcastically.
He picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Lin Zhiming and Zhang Quan.
For some reason, Lin Zhiming thought Huang Tingjun was very weird.