The next morning, in the living room of Yan Murong's villa.

"You didn't do anything too much last night, didn't you?" Duan Zixuan sat on the sofa and looked at Yan Murong and asked with some concern.

Dong Wuyan is a woman, and she is also a woman with a very powerful identity background, Duan Zixuan is worried that Yan Murong will do something excessive.

Of course, he was also worried about himself. Because Dong Wuyan's address at that time was the one he helped Yan Murong find.

If Yan Murong did something too excessive, then Yan Murong was the main culprit, and he had to be an accomplice no matter what.

Duan Zixuan didn't have the courage of Yan Murong to argue with the Dong family.

"It's not too much at all, it's just going to talk." Yan Murong said with a smile. I thought to myself, if it wasn't too much to put her on it, then I really hadn't done anything.

"That's good." Duan Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief and said. "I wanted to come over and tell you about the factory last night, but I heard Teng Xiangling say that you went out early in the morning."

"Well, I went out for a walk." Yan Murong said perfunctorily. "The factory has been found?"

"Found it." Duan Zixuan took a folder, put it in front of Yan Murong and said. "I chose two addresses, both in Guangdong, and both have ready-made factories, which are left over from the previous factory, whether to rent or buy, you can see for yourself."

Yan Murong nodded, and opened the folder handed over by Duan Zixuan, which contained the information of the two factories.

After a closer look, there is not much difference in the size of the two factories, but in terms of price, the price of one is much higher than the other.

"What's going on?" Yan Murong asked. "Why is it so expensive?"

"This factory is a little bit better than the other." Duan Zixuan said. "It was built the year before last."

"That's it." Yan Murong nodded. "Save me time and build a new factory."

"Buy or rent?" Duan Zixuan asked.

"Buy it."

"Buy?" Duan Zixuan was a little surprised. "It's okay to buy it, I've asked about both factories, and they're both privately owned - but isn't the price too expensive? An acre of land costs 800,000 yuan, which is much more expensive than the normal price. These more than 200 acres of land will cost more than 200 million Chinese dollars. ”

"I'm not afraid to be a little more expensive." Yan Murong said. "Compared to the benefits in the future, this amount of money is nothing."

"Then it's up to you." Duan Zixuan said. "There's another thing, it's about hospitals."

"Oh? You're pretty fast. Yan Murong said with some surprise, it was less than forty-eight hours after he said this, and Duan Zixuan had already done both things half-well, which made him have to sigh at Duan Zixuan's ability in Hong Kong.

"It's just a little bit of luck." Duan Zixuan smiled and said. "This hospital is not far from Repulse Bay, it has its own independent building, a total of 12 floors, and an eight-story inpatient building, the other party intends to sell, if you think you can, just this one."

"Absolutely." Yan Murong said with a smile. "How much does it cost?"

"350 million Hong Kong dollars."

"So expensive?" Yan Murong's mouth opened wide in surprise. A hospital is more expensive than a factory, which makes no sense.

"It's a little expensive." Duan Zixuan nodded. "But this hospital has a good environment, and the medical equipment is very advanced, and there are many experts there - the Chinese medicine department is not very good, you need to find someone to come over."

"It's a bit expensive." Yan Murong hesitated to receive it, and calculated the card that Yan Minghua gave him before he left, in addition to part of the money spent on buying a house, there were more than 80 million US dollars left in it, according to the current exchange rate. It's about 500 million Huaxia coins, and it costs more than 200 million to buy a factory, and the rest of the money is not enough to win this hospital.

If you have a factory, you always have to buy equipment, right? These devices require a lot of money, and if you do the math, the money in Yan Murong's hand is not enough at all. And he didn't want to be cheeky enough to ask Yan Minghua for money, so he was a little embarrassed for a while.

"How about counting me in?" Duan Zixuan asked with a smile?

"Okay." Yan Murong agreed without thinking about it.

This kind of good thing that someone will send a pillow if you want to sleep, and someone will send a bean bag when you are hungry, and whoever doesn't agree is a fool.

"However, I can't come up with too much money, some of the money I can mobilize will be invested in the factory, and the rest will only be about 80 million."

"It's still a little little." Yan Murong calculated, took out the phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello? Who is it? Soon, Dong Wuyan's slightly lazy voice came from the phone.

"The one from last night." Yan Murong said.

"Doodoo-"

"Are you calling Dong Wuyan?" Duan Zixuan asked strangely.

"Yes—but she hung up." Yan Murong said with a wry smile, and after speaking, he dialed it again, and it was not until Yan Murong and the others wanted to hang up the phone that Dong Wuyan picked it up.

"Are you there?" Yan Murong couldn't hear the voice on the other side, so he asked tentatively.

"If there's a fart, let it go." Dong Wuyan's cold voice came.

"Hehe, don't you want to work with me? I think you should be given a chance. Yan Murong said with a smile, but he didn't hear Dong Wuyan's words.

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Dong Wuyan was silent, and after a while, he asked. "What business?"

"Hospital." Yan Murong said with a smile. "How's that, are you interested?"

"What do I need to do?" Dong Wuyan asked.

Even if there is enmity, it must be put aside in front of interests.

There are no eternal enemies, and there are no eternal friends - this sentence fully shows that both friends and enemies exist because of interests.

"100 million Hong Kong dollars, give you 30% of the shares." Yan Murong said.

Dong Wuyan gritted his teeth with hatred.

This bastard, who just slapped himself on the ass and left yesterday, came cheekily to ask for money today.

Damn, did this guy's temperament make the dog eat? How could he do such a discrepancy that would ruin a place?

"You're going to take seventy percent of it yourself?" Dong asked wordlessly.

"Fifty percent." Yan Murong said. "Duan Zixuan also has shares, and he invests relatively little, accounting for 20%."

So, Dong Wuyan stopped talking again, as if he was thinking about something.

"Are you still there?" Yan Murong grabbed the phone and asked.

"I need to think about it." Dong Wuyan said.

"After this village, there will be no more such land."

"Tell me your account number—" Dong Wuyan said coldly. If Yan Murong was beside her, she couldn't wait to directly tear up this guy who should have been thundered by the sky.

After Yan Murong reported his account and hung up the phone, he looked at Duan Zixuan and said with a smile. "Look, isn't this rich?"

Duan Zixuan smiled bitterly, he was a little worried now, worried that Yan Murong would pull Dong Wuyan in, and whether he would be gnawed by that woman and not even the bones and scum would be left.

"Don't think about it so much." Yan Murong looked at the time on his phone, stood up and said. "Come with me to the airport to pick someone up."

"Pick up someone? Who? Duan Zixuan asked in surprise.

"People the hospital needs."