Chapter Two Thousand One Hundred and Five: Put away your pride
Yang Xiaotian's words made Shambaud stunned. After a little recollection, he quickly changed his words.
"Dean, I mean, tomorrow if you have time, the patriarch would like to be able to go over and see you. β
"I'll be waiting for you at the Four Seasons Hotel at five o'clock in the afternoon. β
"Yes. "There is a request for people, and Shambaugh's posture is very low.
He wanted to say something flattering, but Yang Xiaotian had already hung up the phone.
Four Seasons Hotel Orlando at Walt Disney World Resort is Orlando's most luxurious hotel. After all, Manlith is not an ordinary person, although her wrist cannot be ranked in the top ten in the United States, but in terms of wealth, Manlith can definitely squeeze into the top ten female stars in the United States. After such a long time, the director team is still unclear where the now recognized dream goddess is Manlith. At this time, she has been attacked by her so-called bodyguards?
Some of them had secretly and anonymously told Wells about it, but it was clear that Wells had no objection to it at all. What's more, this matter itself was instructed by the old fox Wells.
"Honey, who's coming over at five o'clock?" next to him, a soft body quietly approached. Although he had a sweet smile on his face, the gloom in his eyes couldn't be dissolved.
"The patriarch of Shambaut, an old man, if you are interested, you can also come and observe. Yang Xiaotian said playfully. "Of course, I had to strip him naked when I was treated. Hopefully, your interest is not limited to him being a man. β
And the word man, Yang Xiaotian bit very hard. This made Marlith can't help but think about how this guy next to her, who is also named a man, tossed her at night.
"Badass ......" Manlith gritted her teeth, and her face flushed with shame. As soon as she slapped away the pig's trotters that had been smeared on her body at some point, she hurriedly jumped off the bed, and then hid in the bathroom and refused to come out.
Yang Xiaotian, who waited outside, patted his chest and promised that he would not mess around tonight, and then she walked out of the bathroom with a shy answer.
On this night, Yang Xiaotian used practical actions to make Manlith remember a truth - he would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in the man's mouth.
When she had to get up in the morning with two trembling long legs, she once again expressed her sincerest respect to the person who said this.
By eight o'clock, Manlith had already gone to participate in the publicity tour, and at half past four, Yang Xiaotian had already received a call from Shambaud. After determining the location, at around 4:50, an extended Lincoln stopped in front of the hotel.
Yang Xiaotian saw clearly in the hall that it was none other than Shambaught who got down from the driver's seat.
"Looks like he's really in need of status. "It's not a shame to drive a car, but it also depends on who you're riding in. Shambaugh got out of the car and trotted all the way to open the door for the passenger sitting in the back. This attitude, which can already be described as humble, is by no means deferential to the point of being able to do so.
Shaking his head, Yang Xiaotian got up and walked to the door of the hotel.
"Dean, why did you come out?" As soon as Shambaught arrived at the door of the hotel, he saw Yang Xiaotian who had already walked to the door.
"When you go to the hospital, it's best to find a hospital with Chinese medicine. Yang Xiaotianli also ignored the man who was supported by Shambaugh, I don't know why, he always felt that when he saw this old man, he wanted to beat him.
This old man always has a gloomy aura on his body. It was this breath that made Yang Xiaotian feel uncomfortable.
"This ......" Shambo glanced at Yang Xiaotian in embarrassment, and then cast an inquiring look at the patriarch next to him.
"Hmm. The patriarch stared at Yang Xiaotian for a long time, and finally nodded slowly. Now that he has arrived here, if he breaks up with Yang Xiaotian at this time, it will be a bit of a waste of his time.
The truth that you can't fight for the sake of the moment is something that anyone who can successfully run for patriarch must keep in mind. Although the spirit of fighting for a moment is refreshing, the price to pay after that is likely to be your own life.
And it is precisely because of this that Shambaugh understands this that he has lived until now. And the eldest brother, who is as good as him, was found a reason by the people above because he didn't understand this truth, and he was directly killed secretly.
He has been in the United States for so long, and he has already looked for all the famous doctors. But in the end, the result was that his illness was hopeless. Unless he wants to have tubes all over his body, he can live for himself for a few more years.
Death is feared by everyone, but in the eyes of many. There are many things that are more terrible than death, and for the patriarch, who cannot control power steadily, this kind of thing is even more terrible than death.
A man who was full of tubes and could only barely survive by relying on various medicines. No matter how powerful he was before, after that, he was just a poor man.
And in a big family, once this kind of pity is raised, it is easy to lose your life.
"Dean, please. β
Shambaught respectfully opened the car door, let the patriarch in first, and then motioned for Yang Xiaotian to go in as well.
"Drive, no matter what happens, don't come here until you haven't found your destination. Before that, when treating the lobby manager, Yang Xiaotian also allowed Shambaugh to watch. But now he didn't intend to let him see it at allβthis was the difference between a disciple of the Outer Sect and a disciple of the Closed Gate.
Although a disciple is a disciple, he is only a disciple after all. And the closeness of the closed disciples can not be inferior to that of their own children. One is the church, and you don't even need to teach by word and deed.
And the disciples who are closed are not just teaching by words and deeds. If possible, the master would even like to press his head against the head of the disciple who closed the door, so that he could fully integrate his skills.
"This ...... Be. In just a few days, Yang Xiaotian's attitude towards himself has changed so much. This made Shambaugh a little overwhelmed, and the education he received from childhood was that if you want to get benefits from others, you must first give them benefits.
If there is giving, you can finally have it.
So the membership card that he only had one, Shambaugh would not hesitate to give it to Yang Xiaotian as a gift. But what I didn't expect was that after I had given a gift, I made a request. What he got was that Yang Xiaotian directly returned the gift, and his attitude towards him quickly deteriorated a lot.
But Yang Xiaotian is the dean after all, and he has heard some rumors about Yang Xiaotian, so he doesn't dare to have the slightest idea of resisting Yang Xiaotian in his heart.
"Reach out. Yang Xiaotian sat down in the middle of the seat, and then pointed to the position opposite himβit was a very narrow position around the corner, basically where the deputy did. It's not that Yang Xiaotian wants to play the score, but because although the car is very stable. But if you want to take the pulse, you must have a platform that you can use to take the pulse. For example, the table.
And in this car, there is only one place with a small table. And on this table, there was originally a place of alcohol. Yang Xiaotian directly put the wine underneath, groped out a handkerchief from his arms, and put it on the table. Then he motioned to the patriarch and put his hand on the handkerchief.
"Little guy, is this what you Huaguo often says about respecting the master?" the corner of the patriarch's mouth grinned, and he actually spoke fluent Chinese.
"Elders are not limited to the elderly, but also need to be morally virtuous. You're old enough, but whether you're virtuous or not, I don't know. So in my eyes, you're just a patient who needs my attention. Yang Xiaotian said coldly. "If you think my attitude is too bad, sorry, you can say it. β
"I've spoken out. The patriarch sneered.
Yang Xiaotian looked at the patriarch fixedly, and then suddenly smiled.
"Did I say you said that I have to change it?"
"You ......" the patriarch was angry at first, but then suddenly burst out laughing. "Haha...... Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but sooner or later they will be swallowed by tigers. β
"The landed phoenix is not as good as a chicken, let alone an old phoenix that is already dying?" Yang Xiaotian said coldly. "Working long hours at night, if I'm not mistaken, you're always in the middle of the night, and you feel hot and cold. When it's cold, even if it's covered with a quilt and smoked on the fireplace, it won't help. And when it's hot, even if it's just wearing a shirt, but in the cold winter, it still feels hot. β
"You...... How would you know?" the patriarch's eyes suddenly shrank into a dangerous wheat mang.
His illness was never completely revealed to anyone by the patriarch. Their bodies know best, and those famous doctors in the United States shook their heads and said they couldn't do anything about it. On the one hand, it is because his condition is really serious, and on the other hand, it is because he cannot fully cooperate with the other party and explain his condition in detail.
So in the eyes of the patriarch, Yang Xiaotian may have arranged eyeliner by his side.
"Since you can speak Mandarin, you have a certain understanding of China compared to you. Then let me ask you, do you know the four diagnostic steps of Chinese medicine?"
"Look, hear, ask. The patriarch said casually, but then his face changed, and he looked at Yang Xiaotian with disbelief. "You...... Can you see it?"
"What do you say?" Yang Xiaotian chuckled. "Put away your contemptuous attitude towards the country of China, and even the people of this country. Otherwise, you'll lose your only chance at healing. β
"Huh......" The patriarch slowly closed his eyes, and then let out a long sigh. When he opened his eyes again, his face was already pleading.
"Then trouble Mr. Yang. β