Cheng Ruimu rushed to the hospital and paid the fee immediately.
"Mr. Cheng, you are so lucky. Professor Zhang is the top doctor in this field. With him performing the surgery on your mother, your father will surely recover soon."
"Thank you, Head Nurse."
Before he could put his heart at ease and think more, the instrument connected to his mother in the ward started to sound rapidly again.
"The patient in bed 5 is in bad condition, call Professor Zhang quickly!"
"Has the fee for bed 5 been paid?"
"Head nurse, Professor Zhang is rushing back from the airport!"
"Okay! Push him to the operating room immediately!"
...
What happened that day was too sudden and too mysterious.
Cheng Ruimu seemed to be isolated from the hospital staff. He stared blankly at the nurses busying around.
The operation lasted all night, from dusk to late at night.
The lights in the operating room suddenly went out, and he stood up and went to meet her: "Doctor, how is my mother?"
The doctor took off his mask, revealing an old and tired face: "The operation went smoothly, and the other doctors are finishing up."
"Professor Zhang, please take a rest."
"good."
After they left, Cheng Ruimu had only one thought in his mind.
What the man I met in the coffee shop said was true.
If he signed the contract with Jiayuan yesterday and didn't get the money, he wouldn't be able to pay for his mother's surgery. If Professor Zhang went abroad, his mother wouldn't be able to get treatment.
Maybe something will really happen to my mother...
Hua Jian, who is he?
***
Poor guy Hua Jian yawned loudly: "I'm so sleepy!"
"What did you do during the day? You're like this."
"Brother Shen, have you forgotten? I'm a student and I have to go to class during the day."
"Tsk, if you didn't know me, you'd think I was in high school." Brother Shen paused as he thought of something. He looked up at the languid, handsome man at the bar and said hesitantly, "Andy resigned."
Hua Jian wiped the glass carelessly: "Really? It seems he found a better place than UP."
Brother Shen retracted his gaze and sneered, "Before you came, he was very popular in UP, earning hundreds of thousands of yuan in commission every month from selling wine, and there was even a young master who showered him with gifts in his live broadcast room."
Hua Jian suddenly felt less sleepy. "What live broadcast? He's a blogger?"
Brother Shen glared at him and said, "Do you think those kids who come to UP are just like you? Just to earn part-time fees and commissions from opening a wine shop?"
Hua Jian, who was inexplicably despised:...
"Ah Shen, bring Xiao Jian to Room 206 to make drinks for Mr. Lu."
"Okay, Manager Liu."
Brother Shen immediately stood up and raised his chin to Hua Jian: "Okay, come back to work, and be more alert."
206, without music or noise, it was as quiet as the college entrance examination site.
Lu Zexi held back his anger and said, "Bo's going bankrupt? Why are you so free that you come to my place all day?"
"Mr. Lu, I contacted you, but you never came to the company to sign, so Mr. Bo had no choice but to come here."
Jiang Kai smiled and helped Bo Lin explain, but he also had doubts in his heart.
Normally, there would be no need for Bo Lin to personally intervene in such trivial matters.
Lu Zexi has a very bad taste.
Every time he would deliberately irritate Mr. Bo. As long as Mr. Bo gave Mr. Lu a cold call, Mr. Lu would naturally show up.
But he was just Mr. Bo's assistant, so of course he couldn't speculate on Mr. Bo's intentions in such matters.
He glanced at the silent President Bo and thought, perhaps these documents are particularly important today?
As he was speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside.
"Hello, Mr. Lu, Hello, Mr. Bo."
A clear voice broke through the dullness in the room.
At the same time, it was like a thunderbolt fell on Lu Zexi's head.
He finally knew where the incongruity lay!
Lu Zexi looked at his friend who was as still as a mountain without any expression.
The boy in front of them was mixing drinks for them smoothly, and his friend didn't even look up, as if he didn't care at all.
Seeing this, he became a little hesitant about his guess.
Could it be that Bo Lin didn't come for Hua Jian? Is it just a coincidence?
But when he looked away, he didn't notice that Bo Lin's right hand on the sofa moved almost imperceptibly.
"Please come in."
Hua Jian smiled and placed the wine in front of them.
When approaching Bo Lin, the boss didn't move at all. Hua Jian couldn't help but sigh that the boss was a workaholic.
But when he looked away, his eyes swept over the watch on Bo Lin's left wrist.
A classic model from H family.
[By the way, I wonder if they helped me sell the watch I left at H's place?]
If that watch could be sold, I wouldn't have to shamelessly ask Xie Zhiwei for money.
Bo Lin suddenly raised his eyes, and his gaze happened to meet Hua Jian's wandering gaze. Hua Jian subconsciously smiled at him.
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