Chapter 92: Rotten Pimple
Except for the time when I just got off the plane, I felt a little uncomfortable.
He would get used to it soon. Although it was not warm, Ye Lin did not feel that cold.
Old man Ye was wearing only a patched jacket. If he took it off and gave it to him, all he had left was a sweatshirt full of threads underneath. He would surely get cold.
Ye Lin tied up his cotton-padded jacket for his grandfather and showed him his coat.
"Master, I'm not cold, really not cold. This dress looks thin, but it's made of cashmere and is very warm, really."
Old Man Ye didn't believe it, and neither did Ye Sanxing. However, Ye Yang had heard Bai Wei talk about cashmere coats.
The three of you touched the sleeves, I touched the corners of the clothes and studied it. This thing looks not even as thick as a fingernail. How can you not be cold wearing it?
By noon, a large number of medicines and medical equipment arrived at the hospital.
One hour later
John came to report the results to Ye Lin. "Master, it's not a big problem. After two or three days, when Miss Ye's condition stabilizes, we can go home and treat her."
Ye Lin translated John's words to the three members of the Ye family
The three of them finally felt relieved after being worried for days.
"The branch line is 30% complete, HK$2 billion has been disbursed, and after deducting any outstanding payments, the balance is HK$5.45 billion."
Good news, he earned HK$2 billion
Bad news, he is insolvent and still a debtor.
In order to swallow up Ye's shares, I owed this small system a lot of debt.
Secretary Wang had been running around with him all day today. Seeing that it was almost afternoon, Ye Lin felt embarrassed to let him go home empty-handed, so he invited Secretary Wang to go out and sit with him.
"Secretary Wang, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting. Can we find a place to talk?"
Secretary Wang didn't feel bored. The medical equipment that Mr. Ye brought from Hong Kong was much more advanced than the ones they had here. He hadn't finished studying it this morning.
"Well, the state-owned hotel has been preparing for this. Will Mr. Ye come with us?"
It was the first time that Old Man Ye was called "old gentleman". Looking at the attire of his grandson and Secretary Wang, he unconsciously touched the patch on his sleeve with his hands.
Worried about embarrassing his grandson, he said awkwardly, "How can we trouble the leader? We just need to eat something casually."
Ye Lin saw the old man's concerns, held his hand, and comforted him, "Grandpa, I feel a little cold now. Come with me to the car to change clothes."
Hearing his grandson say he was cold, Old Man Ye couldn't care less. "Oh, I said you were cold. Come on, where are your clothes?"
Let Secretary Wang go to the hotel and wait first, and Ye Lin took Old Man Ye to the car to change clothes.
A Cadillac brought from the plane was already waiting at the hospital entrance.
The unique shape attracted many people to watch
"What kind of car is this? I've never seen one before."
"It's obviously not cheap. This thing must cost a lot of industrial tickets, right?"
"Of course it's indispensable. Look at the shiny car cover, it's so bright it can even reflect light."
There were three circles of people gathered at the hospital entrance, admiring the car from Hong Kong.
Ye Yang and Ye Sanxing stayed to look after Ye Ling
Old man Ye followed Ye Lin downstairs. He thought the car his grandson was talking about was a tractor, or at most an open-air pickup truck.
Seeing the beautiful car at the door through the crowd, he really felt that his grandson seemed to be a big capitalist.
"Lin, this car is yours? Even if we have money, we can't spend it like this. If we exchange it for food, we'll have enough to eat for half our lives."
"This car is not worth much money, let's go up first."
Ye Lin personally opened the car door for Old Man Ye
Old man Ye looked at the car that looked very valuable and refused to get in no matter what. He was covered in mud, so how could he get in and get dirty?
"How can I ride in such a nice car? It will make you dirty. I'll just find a tractor to ride on."
Ye Lin tried to persuade the stubborn old man Ye, but he couldn't persuade him. So he just sat on the steps and started to act like a spoiled child.
"If you don't go, then I won't go either. Let's just freeze here together."
For a moment, Old Man Ye seemed to see Zhao Zhaodi lying on the ground with her legs stretched out and throwing a tantrum.
"This kid, why is he still acting like a scoundrel? Come on, come on, isn't it okay for me to do it?"
The car heater is on high.
When Old Man Ye came in, he felt that it was like summer in the car.
"Lin, why is it still summer here? Where is the stove?"
"It's not a stove, it's a heater. Try it, sir."
Ye Lin pulled up the car curtain to isolate himself from the crowd, held Old Man Ye's hand, and placed it on the air outlet to feel the warm air.
Old man Ye exclaimed
"I'm surprised! There's even heat coming out of this little place! Is the brazier under the car?"
Ye Lin found his spare clothes from the storage compartment, and when he looked up, he saw his grandfather quietly lifting the floor mat and touching the chassis with his hands.
"Sir, try my clothes. It's too hot to wear a cotton-padded jacket in this car."
Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse
Although Ye Lin's clothes did not fit Old Man Ye well, the good tailoring and expensive fabric made Old Man Ye look like a landlord.
When the car arrived at the State-owned Hotel
Secretary Wang, who was sitting at the dinner table, was so frightened by the two starving ghosts sitting opposite him that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.
He was beginning to doubt himself. Which was poorer, the mainland or Hong Kong? These two people were dressed no worse than Mr. Ye, so why did they look like they hadn't eaten in three days?
I ate three big multi-grain steamed buns just by eating the pickles!
Don’t the rich people in Hong Kong have enough to eat?
Bao Anquan and Ban Li came out of the airport and did not go to the hospital to cause trouble. Instead, they went directly to the guesthouse to lie down.
Hearing that there was food to eat, the two of them rushed to the state-owned restaurant.
"It's delicious! What's it called?" Bao Anquan was eating a piece of black pickled vegetable in his mouth while taking a bite of the multi-grain steamed bun in his hand.
"You foreigner, this is called a rotten lump. I've told you several times." Ban Li scooped up a piece of Laba garlic for himself and ate it with the steamed bun with a crunch. This stuff is still very flavorful if it is pickled in the north.
"Yeah, rotten, rotten what?"
"ge~da~pimple."
Bao Anquan's bodyguard in black was standing behind him, looking at the fourth young master with hesitation, asking, "Can this black thing be eaten?"
The pickle jar on the side had not been washed for who knows how long. If the young master gets hurt while eating it, he will be beaten to death by his master when he returns to Hong Kong.
Just when the bodyguard couldn't help but remind Bao Anquan,
Ye Lin and Old Man Ye walked into the box
"I'm sorry to have kept Secretary Wang waiting for so long."
"Haha, not long, Mr. Ye, please sit down."
The two of them praised each other's business.
Let’s get to the point
Secretary Wang probed Ye Lin, "I wonder what Mr. Ye is interested in? I'd like to introduce you to something."
The mainland is in a state of disrepair now, and anything can be done. Unfortunately, Ye Lin has no money in his pocket, so he can only promise him something.
"To be honest, Secretary Wang, this is my first time in the mainland, and I'm unfamiliar with everything here. Investment is certainly necessary, but no one's money comes from the wind. How should I invest, and in what industries should I invest? I need to do some on-site research. What do you think?"
After hearing what Ye Lin said, Secretary Wang felt more at ease. It was good to conduct an inspection. Bargaining is the real business. There is no such thing as a one-time deal.
"Mr. Ye is right. You finally came back. After you visit your family, we can discuss the investment."
On the table there is a plate of braised pork, a pot of pork and vermicelli stewed with cabbage, a plate of pig head meat, and a portion of fried peanuts.
In this era, everything is a big dish for entertaining guests
Except for Ye Lin, everyone else at the table was eating happily.
Especially the eldest son Bao Anquan at the other end of the table, who showed off half a basin of pork and cabbage, and he came to take advantage of the feast.
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