☆、Eighty-three、Turning Point (2170 words)
As soon as Li Yaxi pushed open the door, Cai Weisen woke up and looked at the person who appeared in surprise.
"Xiao Xi? Why are you up so early? Haven't you gone home yet?"
Cai Weisen looked at the clothes, which were obviously the same as yesterday's. Knowing Li Yaxi's personality, she would never wear the clothes she wore the day before if she went home, even in the dead of winter.
Li Yaxi turned her head to the side, while Cai Wenliang breathed oxygen with his eyes tightly closed. Various things were attached to his body, and there were lines everywhere. Unidentifiable drugs were constantly dripping into his veins.
How is he?
Cai Weisen glanced at the person on the bed with pity, and gave Li Yaxi a forced smile.
"You'll wake up soon, Xiaoxi. Have you had breakfast yet? Shall I go buy some so we can eat together?"
Li Yaxi looked at the person on the bed, remained silent for a long time, and then turned and left without saying a word.
Cai Weisen chased after her, "Xiao Xi! Didn't you go home yesterday? Where are you going now? I'll take you home to rest!"
"I'll go back myself, you go upstairs."
“Wenliang is my son, and you are my son too. Although he is very ill, neither of us is at ease!”
Cai Weisen held Li Yaxi's shoulder and stared at him intently.
"Xiao Xi, you've been acting really strange lately! Dad is very worried about you. Right now, your brother's illness has kept me quite busy, and I may have neglected you a bit. But Xiao Xi, no matter what happens, you have a home waiting for you to come back. This safe haven will always be there to protect you!"
"A safe haven?"
Li Yaxi murmured to herself, looking at the somewhat aged, yet strangely familiar person before her, and slowly nodded.
"…Um"
Through Wang Liang's introduction, Li Yaxi met the head of the Yan family, Yan Kuan's uncle, Yan Baisong.
Li Yaxi listened silently to their pleasantries, occasionally letting out a faint smile.
Yan Baisong, puffing on his cigarette, looked at Li Yaxi and said, "Isn't this kid overestimating himself? If it weren't for Yan Kuan, I wouldn't have wasted my time eating this meal."
Wang Liang smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, Ya Xi is young, but she is very capable. She was the one who sent the youngest member of the Feng family abroad. Today's dinner is just a meal, to keep us younger generation company!"
"Yes, Uncle, this kid is quite capable and has helped me a lot. Please consider it as helping me repay a favor; it's just a matter of having a meal together!"
Yan Baisong chuckled and sighed, "Li Yaxi, is it? You want to help the Feng family?"
Li Yaxi nodded and looked at him quietly.
Yan Baisong's heart skipped a beat. At first, Li Yaxi's appearance made him think that this kid was all show and no substance, but those clean and clear eyes inexplicably gave him a good impression.
"How do you want to help? Or how do you want me to help? The Feng family is the target of everyone's hatred right now. Anyone who touches them will be in trouble. Don't be so naive. It's not that your uncle doesn't want to help you. I can tell that Liangzi and A-Kuan like you quite a bit. I don't consider you an outsider either. You'd better not get involved in this matter. It's already a done deal."
"Then you also have the ability to turn the tide, I know, but there's a price to pay to persuade you."
Li Yaxi spoke calmly and unhurriedly, her tone of voice surprisingly calming to those who heard it.
Yan Baisong stubbed out his cigarette. "What price are you prepared to offer to persuade me?"
"Three hundred million US dollars. All I care about is that his parents are safe and sound. Nothing else matters, as long as his parents are alive."
Yan Baisong was taken aback, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze before seriously examining the young man in front of him.
Wang Liang and Yan Kuan were both startled, their eyes showing surprise.
Li Yaxi completely ignored their surprise. "I know Mr. Yan doesn't care about this money, but the life and death of Feng Zihao's parents are just a matter of a word from him. Consider it earning some extra cash; at least this money can buy your child more toys. If Mr. Yan agrees to this, the Swiss bank will transfer the funds immediately."
Yan Baisong smiled and probed him, "If I agree now, can you transfer the money right now?"
Three hundred million dollars is no small sum; he probably doesn't have that much in all his assets.
He still found it hard to believe that this boy, who was not even twenty years old, could actually handle such a large sum of money.
Li Yaxi took out her laptop from her bag, turned it on, skillfully operated it a few times, and then moved the screen in front of Yan Baisong.
"Give me your account number, and I'll transfer the money immediately."
Yan Baisong suppressed his smile and looked at him, while Li Yaxi smiled indifferently.
"This isn't something that can be decided over a single meal. It's understandable that Mr. Yan needs to consider it. I hope this money can be spent; keeping it in the bank is just letting it rot. Besides, if Mr. Yan thinks highly of a young man just starting out, I think we might have opportunities to cooperate in the future. After all, politics and business are closely intertwined."
Yan Baisong stared at him intently. "Can you tell me where this money came from?"
"The money is earned; there should still be records of me on the US stock market. It's definitely not money that came from nowhere; you can accept it with confidence."
As he spoke, he took out the Black Diamond Card and handed it to Yan Baisong, saying, "This is the most powerful proof."
Yan Baisong's attitude before leaving indicated that there was room for reconciliation, and Li Yaxi sank into the soft sofa.
He hasn't seen Feng Zihao for three days, and when he calls him, he only says a few words before hanging up.
Before things went smoothly, Li Yaxi didn't want Feng Zihao to know, lest she be disappointed.
Li Yaxi became penniless the second time she met Yan Baisong.
However, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Yan Baisong agreed, the matter was mostly settled.
After Yan Baisong left, Wang Liang and the others looked at Li Yaxi as if they were interrogating a criminal.
"I never expected there would be such a wealthy person here. This is what they mean by keeping a low profile!"
Li Yaxi smiled faintly, "I only won this by gambling. Now I'm penniless, so please stop criticizing me!"
"You're really generous, giving away three hundred million US dollars just like that. Feng Zihao is truly blessed."
Wang Liang's tone was somewhat sour, and he couldn't quite put his finger on his frustration.
"Money is just an external thing. If it can save a life, why be reluctant to give it up?"
"If it were me, would you be this generous?"
"If I had it, I definitely would."
He would do his best for Wang Liang if needed, but he would not deliberately take risks for him.
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