He then added, "As far as I know, you two must be having a tough time lately. I've heard that many famous companies are looking for other companies."
This struck a nerve with Song Duocai, "You..."
"President Song, please don't get agitated. My uncle isn't as magnanimous as my dad. He holds grudges. A long time ago, he had a subordinate—you probably don't know him, but he worked for him for many years—who offended him with just one sentence and was kicked out of the company without any mercy."
Xiang Yunduan glanced at Song Duocai and said, "I also know the story of your son, the famous physics genius Mr. Song Ze, who was beaten up by a burly brute and ended up in the hospital. Is his injury any better?"
Song Zegang heard this as he came downstairs and forced himself not to show his emotions.
"Mom and Dad..."
"Oh, this must be CEO Song, right?"
Xiang Yunduan narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze falling on Song Ze. Song Ze was younger than her, and had a fair complexion. He was dressed in a suit and walked with a dashing and debonair air, not at all like someone who was sick.
While abroad, Xiang Yunduan heard that Xiang Nanzhi was in a relationship, so she looked for Song Ze's photos.
She thought that Xiang Nanzhi's taste couldn't be any better, and she treated it like a joke, but when she saw Song Ze's photo, she was obviously stunned.
The man had pale skin, was very tall, and had a cold and aloof demeanor, exuding an air of unapproachability.
Just one look and countless women would fall for him.
"Hello, Mr. Song, I am Xiang Yunduan, Xiang Nanzhi's cousin..."
"Cousin..."
Song Ze looked her over and saw that Xiang Yunduan was dressed in designer brands and gave him a confident smile.
"I'm here to discuss cooperation with you. I guarantee you'll be interested. Would you like to hear about it, Mr. Song?"
Xiang Yunduan took a deep breath. "I have so much to say to President Song alone."
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Xiang Nanzhi sent the designs he had drawn over several days to some jewelry design companies, and soon received some submissions for review and some rejections.
If a paper passes the peer review, it means there's funding available; if it's rejected, it means there's no chance of success.
Xiang Nanzhi marked his design and sent his account information. He soon received several payments.
It doesn't add up to much, only about 100,000 in total.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Xiang Nanzhi opened it and saw that it was the woman who had bought watermelons with the child last time. She was pale with fright, her words were incoherent, and tears streamed down her face. "Help me, help me..."
"What's wrong?"
"My son! My son has a fever and has started having seizures! Please help!"
Where do you live?
"Right here, my husband's at work now, and I don't know what to do!"
The nearest hospital is in town, a twenty-minute walk away. Behind her was a barefoot little girl, also crying, holding one child and leading another…
Xiang Nanzhi frowned and glanced at the child in her arms.
"I don't know how to cure diseases either. What do you want me to do?"
She wanted to help, but found herself completely unable to lend a hand.
The woman's mind went blank; she was clearly at a loss and burst into tears, crying out, "Someone save me! Help me!"
Those who work at this hour have gone to work, and those on the night shift are sleeping. Where did all these people come from to help out of the houses?
Xiang Nanzhi didn't care about anything else. She had heard that a high fever with convulsions could damage the brain. "How about this, I'll drive you to the hospital in town to get checked out. I really don't know how else to help you."
"Thank you, thank you so much!"
Xiang Nanzhi drove the woman all the way to the hospital. The woman carried the boy to the emergency room, and the little girl sat next to her wiping away tears.
Why are you crying?
"pain……"
The little girl touched her feet, and Xiang Nanzhi then remembered that he had been in such a hurry that he had clearly seen the little girl was barefoot when he left, but he forgot about it when he turned around to get his car keys.
Her memory is as bad as an old person's.
"My brother will be fine. The doctor said it's just that his temperature is too high and it will come down soon."
Xiang Nanzhi squatted down and saw that a shard of glass was stuck in the sole of the little girl's tender foot, the edge of which was bleeding and covered by dirt.
"Doctor, doctor, please come and help..."
The little girl didn't make a sound while removing the glass shards, but her eyes were misty and wet.
Xiang Nanzhi is afraid of injections. Such a big shard of glass got into the sole of her foot. It's terrifying to even look at.
This child is really strong...
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