Chapter 337: To Develop, To Reform!
When a person's anger reaches its peak and there is nowhere to vent, the people or things around him become the object of his venting.
Coffee tables, wine bottles, cups, TVs - everything that could be smashed in the box was smashed by the king of kings. The waiter and the owner of the bar had already heard the movement in the box, but they knew that it was the queen of kings inside, so they didn't dare to come in to stop it, so they could only let him vent.
"Brother Wang, don't smash it, sit down and have a glass of wine to cool off." Zheng Xiao called the waiter, and after asking for a bottle of red wine and a few wine glasses, he pulled the king of kings with anger on his face and sat down, and said. "It's just a failure, let's just sit here and find a chance to get the field back."
"It's not a question of failure or not." The king of kings angrily picked up the wine glass, drank all the wine in one gulp, and said. "I'm his own son, and he doesn't believe me? And tell me to do it yourself? - Hmph, the old guy is getting older, and he has begun to be more cautious in doing things, so he actually asked me not to implicate the Wang family. β
"Brother Wang, you dissipate your anger." Zheng Xiao smiled and said. "What do you think we're going to do next? The matter of the hospital has been solved by Yan Murong, what should we do next? β
"Resolved? Hmph, I don't believe he'll be able to solve it so smoothly this time. The king of kings said with a sneer. The day after tomorrow is October 1, and someone from Yanjing will come to Hong Kong to inspect, and I heard that among them is the father of the boy surnamed Yan. β
Hearing the words of the king of kings, coupled with his fierce eyes, Zheng Xiao suddenly shook.
"Brother Wang, calm down, that's the secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, a member of the Standing Committee, let's not talk about whether there is a chance. Even if it succeeds, then we are finished. β
"Are you scared?" The king of kings said coldly. "Don't forget, your eldest brother, your second brother, your grandfather's death is all related to him, so you don't want to take revenge?"
"Iβ"
Zheng Xiao hesitated. Although he is a bit of a gentleman, and he usually does things with his brains, he is not stupid, and he is not like the king of kings who is now angry and impulsive, so he will naturally consider the consequences of doing so.
"Brother Wang, why don't we discuss it with Ye Shao?" Zheng Xiao proposed.
"Yes, Brother Wang, let's discuss it with Ye Shao." Richard also interjected. "Didn't he say that he only wants interests. As long as he can be given enough benefits, he can do anything. β
To say that among the three, the most worried person is not Zheng Xiao, but Richard.
He is now a pseudo-young master, compared with the king of kings and Zheng Xiao, he is at best an errand, if this kind of thing is really done, no matter what the fate of the king of kings and Zheng Xiao will be, then he must be the one who fights the first thunder.
The cunning rabbit is a dead lackey, and after the change of ownership of the Eagle Group, Richard has thoroughly experienced this feeling. Although some of the friends who used to revolve around him were still respectful to him on the surface, he could feel that these people were gradually alienating him.
"Ye Lanjun?" The king of kings sneered. "Talk to him? That's not going to work. β
"Why?" Zheng Xiao asked suspiciously.
"Because I don't believe him." The king of kings said. "I can't see through Ye Lanjun, but this kind of person who is for profit is the most difficult to grasp - if we give him benefits, he will help us do things, but if others give him greater benefits, he may bite us back."
"Probably not, right?" Zheng Xiao hesitated for a moment and said. "He has a lot of enmity with Yan Murong, and it is estimated that he will not have any connection with Yan Murong."
"Won't it? Hehe, that's not for sure. The king of kings said. Didn't you notice that since we found him, he hasn't mentioned the idea of looking for Yan Murong to take revenge, what does this mean? - As I said, people for the sake of profit are the most difficult to grasp, if Yan Murong gives him enough benefits, I really don't know if he will bite us back. β
"Butβthe people up there won't approve of you doing that, will they?"
"The others will agree." The king of kings said. "Have you forgotten, the above said, at all costs." ββ
In the evening, Yan Murong was sitting in the living room watching TV, but Teng Xiangling and Han Xiang walked in together.
"Yo, Xiao Xiangxiang, rare guest." Yan Murong looked at Han Xiang playfully. "Do the math, it looks like it's been a long time since I've seen you come back so early."
"Are you embarrassed to say people?" Without waiting for Han Xiang to speak, Teng Xiangling glanced at Yan Murong angrily. "Calculate it, you, the shopkeeper, are the most leisurely, we all work for you, and it really doesn't hurt to stand and talk."
"That's it, Brother Yan, you are the most idle." Han Xiangjiao echoed with a smile.
"Well, I'm going to burn myself." Yan Murong cried and laughed and said. "I'm just idle, and I can't be idle for a few days, and I'm going back to Yanjing to participate in the Chinese medicine conference in a while, I don't know what kind of moths those guys will make again."
"Do you want me to go back with you?" Teng Xiangling asked.
"No, you don't." Yan Murong shook his head. "When the time comes, Hua Wrong will go back with me - the Hua family is one of the three major Chinese medicine families, and if Hua Wrong doesn't go back, some can't be justified."
Teng Xiangling nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked. "You say, will they re-elect the president of the Chinese Medical Union this time?"
"That's for sure." Yan Murong said. "Otherwise, I don't want to coax those old men blindly with the eight sedan chairs to carry me."
"You're going to be president?"
"When, why not?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "The loneliness of Chinese medicine is inseparable from the rapid development of Western medicine, of course, the most important thing is personal reasons - even Chinese people do not believe in Chinese medicine, let alone let it develop and grow. So, I have to be the president. β
"What are you going to do?" Teng Xiangling asked.
"Reform." Yan Murong said with a serious face. "If you want to develop, you have to reform."
"Got an idea?"
"Not yet." Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "The solution is what people think, and if it doesn't exist now, it doesn't mean that it won't be in the future - just right, you two are back, give me an idea."
"Oh, Yan Murong, you can really squeeze us." Teng Xiangling suddenly complained. "Outside, you squeezed our physical strength, and when you returned home, you still want to squeeze our mental power? Do you dare to be a little lazy? β
"It's not lazy." Yan Murong said seriously. "It's a good way to do what you can. You see, I'm a doctor, I'm in charge of treating diseases, and nurses are in charge of doing it, but what about you, now it's the role of a nurse, if the doctor does all the work, do you want the nurse to do it? β
"Crooked." Teng Xiangling said with a sneer.
"To exist is to be reasonable." Yan Murong smiled. "Otherwise, if you are still living in this world, then it is called ignorance."