Yao Yufeng was startled.
The suspicion against the south bank of the river has been cleared today.
He knew this would have a significant impact on Jiangnan's bank, but he probably didn't expect it to go bankrupt in just three months.
After all, it's a long-established business with a stable customer base.
As long as we do more promotions, the impact of this event will be negligible.
However, Yao Yufeng firmly believed Su Lenghe's words.
Business has indeed been worse these past few days than before, but he just assumes it's the off-season.
He only became serious after hearing Su Lenghe's words.
He looked troubled: "Business has indeed not been as good as before these past few days."
Su Lenghe pointed to the pond in the lobby: "These koi are all sickly, how can they bless your business to prosper?"
Yao Yufeng looked closely and saw that the koi was lazy, occasionally wagging its tail listlessly.
He quickly asked someone to buy a few more healthy koi.
Su Lenghe said, "Buy 4. You have a connection with the number 7. There are 3 in the pond now, which will make up the number 7. Take your time to raise them for a couple of days, and these koi will be ready."
Su Lenghe then adjusted several feng shui elements that were affecting the business.
Just as things were set up, the employee who bought the koi fish returned.
The koi were poured into the pond, and the few koi that had been languishing just moments before instantly became energetic, swishing their tails and swimming freely in the pond.
At the same time, the light at the doorway suddenly dimmed.
Yao Yufeng looked up and saw more than twenty people standing at the door.
She looked at him, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
Yao Yufeng's heart skipped a beat. Could they be here to cause trouble?
The man in the lead was tall and strong, like a small mountain.
As Yao Yufeng was contemplating whether to call the police, the man suddenly smiled apologetically: "Boss, I misunderstood you earlier, I'm really sorry."
After Zhou Yue's outburst, everyone felt unwell in their stomachs.
After the truth came out, it was discovered that it was all psychological.
These people felt guilty when they thought about how they had spoken up for them earlier.
After all, Mr. Yao is a good person.
A charity stall was set up next to the store, where refreshing mung bean soup is served in the summer and warm ginger soup is served in the winter.
They also give sanitation workers a free lunch every day.
Such a good person, yet everyone just now doubted that there was something wrong with the things on the south bank of the Yangtze River.
Yao Yufeng smiled frankly: "It's all a misunderstanding. It'll be fine once we talk it out."
Seeing that Yao Yufeng didn't mind, everyone felt even more guilty.
Many expressed their intention to top up their cards on the south bank of the Yangtze River.
I'll come often in the future.
The business on the south bank of the river was booming.
Yao Yufeng was so busy she barely had time to breathe.
He gave Su Lenghe a fortune-telling fee of 100,000 yuan.
"One hundred thousand?"
Su Xueying sat arrogantly in the director's office.
She scoffed, "My mother had two ribs broken when she was being treated. You think you can get rid of me with just 100,000?"
The director, with a cold face, took out a document: "Ms. Su, it is common knowledge that performing chest compressions can easily break ribs."
"The compensation of 100,000 yuan is also a humanitarian gesture from the hospital to show your care."
"Doctors involved in the rescue are entitled to exemption from liability."
Su Xueying twirled and played with the rope adorning her collar with her fingertips, and smiled faintly: "I didn't say anything about needing to be rescued at the time."
“My mother was already in such a state that the chances of her waking up were extremely slim. She could have passed away peacefully, but you insisted on making her suffer.”
"I didn't sign any emergency medical consent form."
The director asked coldly, "How many do you want?"
Su Xueying smiled slightly and held up two fingers: "Two million, not a penny less."
Why don't you just rob it?
Su Xueying leaned back comfortably, her hands behind her back: "The reporters outside can't wait any longer."
The director gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the table: "Five hundred thousand, a fixed price."
Su Xueying stood up with a cold smile, placing her hand on the doorknob: "Since we can't reach an agreement, let's talk to the reporters."
The director slumped into his chair.
The maximum budget we can give him is 500,000; 2 million is impossible.
Seeing that the director had not yet expressed his opinion, Su Xueying slowly opened the office door.
The moment the door opened, Su Xueying's eyelashes were covered with glistening tears, like a small white flower ravaged by a storm, weak and helpless.
Her voice choked with sobs: "Mom, you died so tragically..."
...
The news of Kyoto Hospital's disregard for human life quickly became a trending topic.
Self-media outlets used exaggerated language to portray doctors at the People's Hospital as utter villains.
#Psychopathic, whipping a dead body?
#The fallen rich family was brutally murdered; the doctor turned out to be the killer!
In the footage, Su Xueying was crying uncontrollably, almost fainting.
The suppressed sobs in her throat were heartbreaking to hear.
Countless people shared it.
In the hallway, Su Xueying and a man stood facing each other.
Are you sure you can get two million this way?
The man confidently patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm an expert at manipulating public opinion. Your mother's death has nothing to do with you. Just remember to split the money later."
The man's name is Shen Fan, and he is a professional medical dispute mediator.
He searched for targets in the hospital and found that Su Xueying was a suitable target for medical disputes.
So he approached Su Xueying, and the two hit it off immediately, creating this medical dispute.
Su Xueying's pupils contracted sharply, and she said awkwardly, "This matter must be handled quickly, without delay."
As time went on, she feared the hospital would discover something was amiss.
Shen Fan, full of confidence, pointed to a group of people outside.
"Don't worry, they are all professionals."
Among that group, some were responsible for wailing and lamenting, accusing the hospital of causing deaths.
Some people put up banners, set off firecrackers, sent wreaths, and set up mourning halls.
Su Xueying glanced outside and met the gaze of her mother in the enlarged black-and-white photo.
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