Zhang Weiyong told Chen Wei all the things he had told Zhang Xiaogang.

Zhang Weiyong is actually very clear that Zhang Xiaogang's qualifications are actually very average, not to mention comparing with him, even compared with his son Zhang Chengzhi, who has been dull since he was a child, it is far behind, fortunately, Zhang Chengzhi has been diligent since he was a child, so he will have such achievements, but for Zhang Weiyong, he is still very dissatisfied.

These things left by the ancestors of the Zhang family, so that the people of the Zhang family can make achievements in medicine, it is actually a very simple thing, but for Zhang Weiyong, he wants to pass on their family's unique knowledge, he has thought about passing it on to his son, and he has also thought about passing it on to his grandson, but now, they are all gone, Chen Wei is the candidate he has long been determined in his heart.

People are selfish, even Zhang Weiyong is no exception.

Now, choosing Chen Wei is really a helpless move, he is already dying, there is not much time left, what he can do is to find a reliable and trustworthy person, and this person is Chen Wei.

Chen Wei heard it in a fog, he didn't know anything about medicine at all, and now let him inherit his mastery, isn't it a joke?

"Grandpa Zhang, you have so many tall feet, you tell me the contact information, I will find them for you now, you are suitable for face-to-face, I believe they are a more suitable person than me. "Chen Wei is not modest, but he really has no involvement in medicine, and Zhang Weiyong wants to pass this on to him, which is a bit reluctant.

"I can't be wrong. Don't worry, I have planned these things for a long time, you take out your mobile phone, and next, you have to record what I said, listen to it slowly in the future, and digest it little by little. ”

Chen Wei still wanted to excuse himself, but seeing that Zhang Weiyong had already spoken incoherently, he knew that if he delayed, Zhang Weiyong would be afraid that he would die, so he had to take out his mobile phone, turn on the recording, and record everything Zhang Weiyong said.

Chen Wei sat on the side, he couldn't understand a word, and what he said seemed to be the same as the mental tricks in the martial arts he had seen before, it was obscure, and it was rare for him to think about it, and he would record it anyway.

Zhang Weiyong said this, which was recorded for nearly an hour, and Chen Wei listened to it with a big head.

After Zhang Weiyong finished speaking, a smile slowly appeared on his face, as if he had a matter on his mind, he pointed to the drawer next to him with his finger, and Chen Wei opened it.

"Business card!" Zhang Weiyong's face became worse and worse.

"You go to her, just tell her that you are my closed disciple, she, she will tell you how to do it?"

Chen Wei took the gilded business card, Zhao Xin, chairman of Jiangcheng Zhilin Pharmaceutical Group, Zhang Weiyong asked him to find this person for what?

Chen Wei was wondering in his heart, and just wanted to ask Zhang Weiyong, but saw that Zhang Weiyong had stopped talking and his eyes were closed.

Chen Wei was startled, reached out to touch Zhang Weiyong's snort, and there was no breath.

Zhang Weiyong left, Chen Wei's tears burst out of his eyes, and sad cries echoed in the room.

Zhang Weiyong and Zhang Chengzhi's funeral affairs, Chen Wei single-handedly handled, asked for his mother's opinion, got consent, he sent their father and son to the end with filial piety ceremony, the day of the burial, wearing linen and filial piety, he couldn't say the sadness in his heart, originally these, should have been done by Zhang Xiaogang, now, as Zhang Xiaogang's friend, as Zhang Weiyong's closed disciple, he can only do this instead of Zhang Xiaogang.

Many people came that day, Zhang Weiyong was full of peaches and plums, and Zhang Chengzhi also had many apprentices, who came to mourn.

At the end of the funeral, Tan Lingling looked at Chen Wei gratefully, if it weren't for Chen Wei, she really didn't know what to do.

"Chen Wei, Chang often came to me a few days ago and told me something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"About the child's grandfather, he, didn't he hit the big truck that day by speeding? The police said that the speed at that time may have been checked at 140 yards, and there was no speed measuring equipment nearby, and these were all calculated based on the situation at the scene of the accident. Also, in addition to drunk driving, he also used drugs before the accident and was a drug driver. ”

"How is this possible? How can Uncle Zhang take drugs?"

"I don't know this, it may be that after Xiaogang left, he couldn't accept it. Tan Lingling wiped her tears, "However, when I was sorting out his relics yesterday, I did find something, I don't know if it's drugs?"

Tan Lingling took out a small bag from her pocket and put it in Chen Wei's hand.

"I'll go to a friend to help me check it out, and I'll tell you when I have news. ”

"Chen Wei, thank you for all this for me. Tan Lingling didn't expect that one day, she would let go of all her hatred and face Chen Wei, this feeling is really good, it turns out that hating someone is far less easy than loving someone.

"Grandpa Zhang's family has always been very good to me, and it is right to do these things. ”

Tan Lingling gently hugged Chen Wei: "Let's erase the past like chalk words! Anyway, you are the only man I have ever loved, and I will always hide you in my heart." ”

Tan Lingling left, smiling and grudging, not anyone can do it.

Chen Wei looked at Tan Lingling's departing back and smiled.

"Chen Wei!" A pleasant voice came, Chen Wei turned around and saw a beautiful woman with a hot figure standing not far away, not very old, twenty-three or fourteen years old, with long brown curly hair, a short skirt, and sexy beautiful legs that were particularly eye-catching.

Chen Wei has a little impression of this girl, and she is among the people who mourn.

The girl twisted her hips and walked towards Chen Wei, "Introduce yourself, Zhao Xin." ”

"You, you are Zhao Xin?" Chen Wei looked at the woman in front of him in surprise, oh, no, it should be more accurate to call a girl.

Chen Wei has been busy handling the affairs of Zhang Weiyong's father and son, and has not had time to investigate the matter of Jiangcheng Zhilin Pharmaceutical Group, in his opinion, like this kind of pharmaceutical group, their chairman should at least be an elderly middle-aged woman, but he didn't expect that the chairman is so young.

Is it good maintenance? It shouldn't be! This girl looks a little older than Chen Yu, the chairman, the pharmaceutical group, Chen Wei really can't associate her with that title.

"Yes! What's wrong?" Zhao Xin seemed to be still immersed in the grief of Grandpa Zhang's death, with no expression on his face, looking at Chen Wei coldly, "I heard them say, you are Grandpa Zhang's closed disciple?"

"Yes!" Chen Wei remembered the business card, walked to the car, took the business card, and handed it to Zhao Xin: "Before Grandpa Zhang died, he gave me this business card and said that you would tell me how to do it?"

Zhao Xin took the business card, the beautiful face, as cold as frost, closed his eyes in pain, and crystal clear tears rolled down his face: "You come with me!"

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