Seeing this, Wang Qian couldn't help but feel gratified.
Based on his understanding of Gao Churou, she seemed to have always been rather resistant to traditional Chinese medicine.
They're actually willing to give Feng Guangrong so much money now.
However, he then shook his head inwardly.
Gao Churou gave Feng Guangrong this money merely as a form of charity, not as an endorsement of Feng Guangrong's medical skills.
In other words, this is the rich man's sympathy and pity for the poor.
If it were someone else, it wouldn't be a big deal.
but,
To say that it was an insult to Feng Guangrong would be an insult.
Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, especially veteran practitioners like Feng Guangrong who have practiced medicine for decades, are not only kind-hearted but also possess a certain arrogance.
He would not refuse to treat patients and save lives in exchange for appropriate compensation.
However, charity from others is of a different nature.
His belief is not unfounded.
Before his reputation was ruined, a private hospital owner once paid Feng Guangrong a high price to work as a hospital manager.
But after only a few days at the job, Feng Guangrong resigned.
He had heard about the reason as well.
It is said that the owner of that private hospital made several demands of Feng Guangrong.
First, when treating patients, you can't cure them all at once; you have to take it slow and treat them gradually so you can earn enough money.
Second, the medications prescribed to patients should be the most expensive ones;
Third, even if the patient is not sick, they should be told they are sick and prescribed medications that have few side effects.
Unable to accept these conditions, Feng Guangrong resolutely chose to resign.
Later, Zhang Yunfu went to see Feng Guangrong for medical treatment and discovered the problem.
"Uncle Feng, you have to keep this money no matter what."
Gao Churou was still arguing with Feng Guangrong, saying, "This is a token of my appreciation. Please accept it; it will make me feel better."
"No, I don't want this money!"
Feng Guangrong's attitude was also firm: "Although I am old, I can still earn a living with my own hands. I will not take this money. Boss Gao, you should take it back!"
"But……"
Before Gao Churou could say anything more, Wang Qian finally spoke up, "Sister Rou, you should take the money back. Uncle Feng won't take it."
"Why?" Gao Churou was taken aback.
"Uncle Feng has his own bottom line, so let's not force him!"
"Well... okay!"
Since Wang Qian had already said that, Gao Churou didn't insist.
However, as she put the money back in her bag, in addition to sympathy and pity for the old Chinese medicine doctor, she also felt a deep respect for him.
This is also why Wang Qian did not refuse the 1.5 yuan travel fee that Feng Guangrong gave him when he was in the county town.
Knowing that this was the other party's last remaining possessions, if he refused, given Feng Guangrong's character, he certainly wouldn't continue to ride back to the village with him.
Even if he wanted to help the other person, he should have done it in a different way, instead of giving charity like Gao Churou did.
Asking the other party to examine his father's leg was his first step in helping Feng Guangrong.
...
Shortly after, a car pulled up in front of Wang Qian's house.
Who's here?
“I’ve seen this car before. It was driven here when Xiaoqian’s family held their full moon celebration.”
"Xiao Qian knows so many rich people!"
The people working in front of Wang Qian's house were all attracted.
These people were all women from the village, a dozen or so in total, all hired by Wang Qian to work.
Because the factory building had not yet been completed, Wang Qian's family could only use their own yard as a temporary factory for making roasted green pepper sauce.
"Hey, not bad!"
Seeing the busy crowd in the yard, Gao Churou in the passenger seat exclaimed excitedly, "The factory hasn't even been built yet, and it's already doing so well?"
"The business deal that Brother Li and I jointly invested in is progressing quite smoothly." Wang Qian nodded in deep agreement.
"What about the Happy Tea joint venture we made?"
Gao Churou's tone carried a hint of resentment, "Have you completely forgotten about our joint venture?"
"Uh... of course not!"
Wang Qian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "I'm just too busy, and I've neglected some things."
Then he assured him, "But don't worry, once the roasted green pepper sauce is on track, I'll definitely plan out Happy Tea properly."
"That's more like it."
Gao Churou's complexion finally improved.
She partnered with Wang Qian to acquire a small brand of black tea and even hired Wu Yanping, an artist, to endorse their advertisements.
However, the advertisement has not yet been launched.
In addition, Wang Qian has been busy with other things and has no time to manage the small factory they acquired, which is still in a state of undeveloped state.
"We've arrived, let's get off!"
Wang Qian stopped the car, quickly went to the back seat, opened the door, and personally helped Feng Guangrong out.
"Isn't that Feng Guangrong?"
"It's that old liar!"
"Why did Xiaoqian bring him home?"
"What bad luck!"
After seeing the elderly man Wang Qian helped off the car, the women working in the yard began to whisper among themselves.
Although the sound wasn't loud, Wang Qian and the other two could still vaguely hear it.
"Xiao Qian, now you see, right?"
Feng Guangrong released Wang Qian's hand and sighed, "Now everyone in the village thinks I'm a swindler."
"Uncle Feng, ignore them!"
Wang Qian said in a deep voice, "One day, I will make them change their opinion of you!"
Despite saying this, Wang Qian's mood was somewhat heavy.
Public opinion is a fearsome thing!
Especially in their rural areas, people value their reputation highly, and any rumors will spread like wildfire.
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