Fu Dong woke up at home, opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling, thinking that he had already entered the process of returning to life.
Until the old father appeared in the room with a full head of white hair.
Fu Dong sat up, staring blankly at the man who should have been full of energy, but now had white hair and a face full of wrinkles.
"Dad, your hair, your face..." The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered or swallowed.
Seeing his son wake up, Fu Quan smiled with red eyes, holding a tray in his hand, which was full of Fu Dong's favorite foods.
He stepped forward and placed the food on the bedside table, saying, "Even if I died right now, I would be happy that you came back unharmed."
Fu Dong, tears streaming down his face, got out of bed and knelt at Fu Quan's feet, "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
I'm sorry for making you search for so many years, I'm sorry for making you turn gray overnight because of me, and I'm even more sorry for making you suffer so much for our son.
Stroking Fu Dong's head, Fu Quan's face was full of warm smiles. "No matter how old you are, you are still my son. Besides, my son is smart, obedient, and not rebellious. Whether it is his character or his work, he makes his father very satisfied. If anyone should apologize, it is his father. He has made you suffer all these years."
“Dad…” At this moment, Fu Dong felt as if he had returned to his childhood, running wild in his father’s arms.
Beiyu Affiliated High School.
Yuan Zhuan arrived at school early in the morning, and after half of the morning self-study session, he was invited to the principal's office for lunch.
“Yuan Zhuan, look, Uncle Ran didn’t know what you liked to eat, so he bought a little of everything. Try them all. If you don’t like them, you don’t have to eat them.” The principal’s loving gaze was like that of someone looking at the daughter of a longtime friend, someone who had doted on her since she was a child.
Yuan Zhuan: This is our first meeting today.
After a mixed breakfast, the principal smiled and picked up his teacup, leading Yuan Zhuan to the conference room to get down to business.
"Yuan Zhuan, tell Uncle Ran how you found out about the car accident during this trip?" Old Xu only mentioned it truthfully, saying that Yuan Zhuan had some abilities, which amazed him. He was surprised that there was such a child in his school.
"It's a family heirloom."
Ran Chuandong: ...Anything else? The old man and the young man looked at each other, one had finished speaking, and the other was waiting to continue.
For a moment, the scene became strangely awkward.
Ran Chuandong's face twitched. "That's it?"
"It's gone."
Ran Chuandong: ...
Could it be any simpler?
"Uncle Ran, do you want to have your feng shui checked? Or do you want to make predictions about people or events? Or perhaps change your luck?" After all, he is the principal. In the future, we will need to take leave, and if it goes on for too long, we might have to bother him. It would be a good thing to get closer to the principal.
Ran Chuandong looked at Yuan Zhuan with amusement.
"Oh? You can actually do divination? Then tell me how my fortune is going lately?" The reason I called the little girl over today was actually to see what kind of person this highly respected master was. Also, I did have something I wanted to ask her.
As for the car accident, he was skeptical.
Asking about one's fortune is just a trial balloon.
“Uncle Ran’s career should have been ruined because of this trip.” He didn’t speak until he did, and when he did, it was a definitive statement.
Ran Dongchuan's expression immediately changed, and his gaze towards Yuan Zhuan held a deeper meaning. "That wasn't an accident?"
"When the time comes, we must leave. These children were able to survive this ordeal, partly due to luck. Uncle Ran's good fortune also played a part."
"Oh? You mean meeting you was my good fortune?"
"If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't. Uncle Ran, please be careful with your wallet on this trip, since it contains your ID number. Losing it while traveling can be a real hassle."
"A long journey?" Ran Chuandong was speechless. "I have no plans to travel far."
"Uncle Ran, the school bell has rung. We'll talk again next time."
And so, Yuan Zhuan strode out of the office, leaving Ran Chuandong stunned, with a bellyful of questions yet to be asked.
To be honest, if Xu Ran hadn't laid the groundwork for what Yuan Zhuan just said, he would have definitely thought the kid was talking nonsense.
Mysterious...
Ran Chuandong shook his head. Traveling far? No way. He hadn't left Beiyu City in a long time.
He has something to do later, so it's perfect to go now.
He slowly removed the lid from the teacup, took a sip, and then the landline phone on the table rang.
"Hello? This is Ran Chuandong... Meeting? Okay, sure. What's the address? Huh? In the province? Oh, okay, I understand. Wait a moment, let me write it down..." After hanging up the phone, Ran Chuandong stared at the address on the paper, dumbfounded.
Is it really that amazing?
They said they were going on a long trip, and they really did!
The provincial education department actually sent the principals of key universities in various regions under its jurisdiction to a meeting!! And it was in the provincial capital!! This hasn't happened for many years.
Ring ring... Another phone call came in.
"Hello? Oh, Lao Xu, hey, I was just about to call you... Yes, I know, I just got a call too, let me tell you..." After recounting his conversation with Yuan Zhuan to Xu Ran, there was a few seconds of silence on the other end, and then he burst into laughter.
"Ran Dongchuan, Ran Dongchuan, this late-stage paranoia you developed when you were young has really stayed with you your whole life. If you don't listen to her, you'll be waiting to get your ID card replaced, hahaha..."
Because they had to meet at the designated location at eight o'clock the next morning and take a bus together, Ran Chuandong asked his wife to pack his luggage overnight. "He Xian, sew a pocket on my chest so I can put my wallet and important things in it. Ah, let me think, how about you sew two for me, one on each side? That way I can carry more things and be safer."
He Xian, who was folding clothes, paused upon hearing this and looked at his father, "What are you trying to hide? You're taking a bus, what, are you going to run into pickpockets?"
"My wallet contains important documents. If it gets lost, I'll be fined for some of them. Please sew it up for me."
He Xian laughed and scolded, "You old thing, the older you get, the more timid you become. Alright, I'll sew it for you, I don't know what kind of crazy thing you suddenly did..." While stuffing the things into her handbag, she took out the executive jacket that her husband was going to bring, which he would definitely have to wear to the meeting.
For some reason, Ran Chuandong insisted on watching his wife sew the pocket shut. After testing it and confirming that it could fit his wallet, he went to sleep without worry, which earned him a few hard slaps from his wife.
I don't know if it's something destined, but I can't escape it no matter how hard I try.
the next day.
Half the day was spent on the road. Finally, after a long and dazed ride, we arrived at our destination. After putting down our luggage, we rushed to the meeting venue and sat there for the entire afternoon. Not only were we hungry, but our whole body ached from sitting. It was already dark when the leaders reluctantly let everyone go back to the hotel to eat and sleep.
But... when Ran Chuandong and Xu Ran returned to the hotel, they were dumbfounded when they saw the identical door of their brothers' room next door...
Because they were good friends, they were specially assigned to the room next door to each other, and both of their room doors were open.
"You left the door open?" Xu Ran asked in surprise.
"How could that be? You know my personality, I'm a perfectionist. I have to come back and check every few steps I take to make sure the door is locked." Ran Chuandong said, then suddenly remembered something, "Oh no, could a thief have broken in?!"
The two rushed into their respective rooms...
Unfortunately, their carry-on bags, which had been on the bench, were found open, with clothes scattered all over the floor. Someone had indeed come in to steal things!
Fortunately, the wallet was tucked into the inside pocket of the executive jacket.
"My God, this girl is amazing." Touching the wallet that wasn't missing in the inner pocket, Ran Chuandong decided to go back and buy some amulets from Yuan Zhuan to take with him. This guy, the world is a dangerous place, he even dared to steal from a five-star hotel.
"Old Ran, my clothes have been turned upside down. Luckily, I sewed in an inner pocket, look!!" Xu Ran entered the room, revealing the inner pocket of his executive jacket, and smiled smugly, as if he had won some huge prize.
Luckily, he called Lao Ran yesterday, and luckily Lao Ran told him the fortune Yuan Zhuan had predicted for him, so he had his wife sew an inner pocket for him overnight. Otherwise, given his dislike of carrying a wallet, he would have been starving tonight.
"Who isn't?!" The two brothers looked at each other, both with expressions of bewilderment.
Was today lucky or unlucky? At Guangzhou Airport, a group of foreigners came and went in a hurry.
This was also a chartered flight, but when they came, they were sitting, but when they returned, more than a dozen of them were lying down. Even the eldest son, who was already unable to stand, had problems with all four limbs this time. The accompanying medical staff dared not say anything, thinking that they would wait until they returned to China to see if they could think of other solutions.
Before the plane took off, the accompanying medical staff contacted experts in China, so when they got off the plane, both the people and the ambulance were waiting on the tarmac.
"Baka!! Who did this?!" Several of Fujiwara Ichijun's capable subordinates were not with him this time because they had been dispatched to carry out a mission. Who knew that their boss would go out and come back completely paralyzed.
The accompanying medical staff and several bodyguards who hadn't participated were all knocked to the ground, kneeling and begging for mercy.
"Young Master Yijun was perfectly healthy! You brought me back a mutilated version of him! You all deserve to die! Take them away and I'll deal with them when I get back!!" The captain roared and then ordered his men to tie up the bodyguards and medical staff who had accompanied them. "You take care of Young Master Yijun, be careful not to bump or hurt him!"
The following words were spoken to the experts and nurses who came over.
After being put in the ambulance and undergoing a series of palpations, several experts shook their heads, none of them daring to call the team leader to tell him the truth.
"Let's go to the hospital first, and we'll discuss the specifics later," the expert leading the team suggested, giving them the most favorable decision.
Young Master Yijun's confidants are ruthless. If the truth is revealed now, they may be beaten or crippled. So, let's wait and see.
This wait lasted a week, and in the middle of the night, Fujiwara Ichijun died silently in the hospital.
The Fujigen clan has spent immeasurable time and effort to prolong Fujigen Ichijun's lifespan, and their entry into China this time is also for a rebirth.
However, this young master, who was so carefully cared for, was fine when he left, but when he returned, not only had all four of his limbs amputated, but he was also gone, completely gone.
The president, vice president, and dozens of shareholders of Fujigen Corporation behind the scenes were all furious!
Fujiwara Ichijun's brain was the only reason the Fujiwara clan went to great lengths to keep him alive. During those ten-plus years of extended life, he used his intelligence and intellect to triple the size of the Fujiwara Trading Company. The entire Fujiwara family, from members to the former president, had high hopes for Fujiwara Ichijun and relied on his abilities, going to great lengths to prolong his life.
However, this wise and capable person went to treat the illness, but when he returned, he was gone!
Ironically, there are still a ton of things at work that require his decision!
"Kill all those who failed in their duties, and their families too, leave no one alive!" Fujimoto Ichiro, the former president of Fujimoto Trading Company, took over the company again amidst his grief and swiftly issued his decision.
"Hi!"
"Send men back to investigate. If you find her, don't kill her. Bring her back secretly. I want her to suffer a fate worse than death!" He wouldn't be satisfied with just a clean death!
"Notify the Chinese side that all the things I agreed to are off! Fujiwara Trading Company, withdraw your investment!"
"Hi!"
In this spacious farewell room, beside Fujimoto Kazutoshi's mutilated body, Fujimoto Ichiro gave instructions one after another.
China.
Inside the business hall of the business hotel, dozens of business elites are holding an emergency meeting.
"Now, can someone explain why the Fujigen Chamber of Commerce suddenly withdrew its investment?" The old man sitting in the main seat asked, his sharp eyes sweeping over all the participants at the round table.
Quiet……
No one looked up, no one spoke, and some people at the back of the group didn't even dare to breathe.
As everyone knows, the investment made by the Fujiwara Chamber of Commerce in China this time is extremely important to the development of the automotive manufacturing industry! The investment is just the most ordinary part of it. The most important thing is the technological breakthrough in China's auto parts manufacturing industry. They will also provide advanced auto parts manufacturing technology and skilled workers, which will have a very positive impact on the reform and development of China's auto parts industry!
The contract had already been signed and the funds were in place; all that was left was to provide the technology. Now, all that effort has been wasted.
They inexplicably withdrew their investment, and even Fujiwara Ichijun, who came to recuperate, returned without warning. The reason for his haste to leave remained a mystery to everyone.
"What? The duck meat that was almost in your mouth flew away, and you don't even know how it flew away?" The old man in the head seat was so angry that his eyes were filled with rage! He wished he could strangle all the good-for-nothings in this group who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun.
“I know that Young Master Yijun was attacked at the Taian Hotel. He, his bodyguards, and the accompanying medical staff all had their limbs broken, which is why Fujiwara Ichiro was furious and withdrew his investment.” The one who revealed the truth was Zhu Gui, the smallest shareholder of the Huashi Chamber of Commerce, who had been relatively inconspicuous during the meeting.
The elderly man at the head of the group, his eyes sharp as arrows, turned to look at the speaker. "Oh? Where's the evidence?"
“Here it is.” Zhu Gui picked up his briefcase, stood up, and took out a stack of photos.
Clearly, he came prepared.
"Give it to me!"
When the brutality was revealed in the photos, everyone gasped.
That's ruthless!
"Zhu Gui, since you were the first to get involved in this matter, I'll give you the right to investigate the truth. You have seven days at most. If you can't find out, you're out of here!" The word "out of here" means withdrawing from the shareholders' meeting and becoming a shareholder who only receives dividends.
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