Jiang Fan frowned, looking at Mr. Cao's posture, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it today, no matter what, it's a big deal to stay in the hospital for a few more days, and I will make this fat pig suffer a little.

Unexpectedly, the old man was even more stubborn, and threw the book on the bed, "Okay, I'll see who dares to kick me out today." ”

Within a few minutes, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open, and four or five people in suits entered.

Mr. Cao thought that his bodyguard was coming, but when he saw the person's appearance, his whole body was shocked, and his face was immediately full of smiles.

"Mr. Ming! Why are you here, hey, look at it, Lao Cao, why did my little illness still alarm you, my wife quickly made tea for Mr. Ming. ”

The man in front of him had sharp eyes, a well-cut expensive suit, and a kind of confidence and majesty on his face that only the superior could have.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Cao, ignoring it, and then walked quickly to the old man's side, "Father, why didn't you tell me that you came here." ”

"Tell you what to do, there are so many things in the company for you to do, I will be fine after a while."

"Then how can it be done, I have already contacted the experts in the province, and the senior ward is ready, let's move over first."

"It's nice to move, it's good to have this environment when I was young."

"Father, are times different now? Let's listen to my son. The man, known as Mr. Ming, continued to persuade.

"I said no, no, don't say it again. But ......," the old man said, looking at Mr. Cao.

"This Mr. Cao doesn't seem to be very willing to let us, the old and the young, live with him. And said they would kick us out. ”

"Oh? Who is it! Mr. Ming's eyes that were not angry looked at Cao Lan.

"Hey, hey, hey." Cao Lan let out a smirk that was more ugly than crying, "It turned out to be Ming Lao, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I was joking with these two little guys just now." Ming, don't take it seriously. ”

"Being able to share a ward with Ming Lao is a blessing that I Cao Lan has cultivated for eight lifetimes, and the ancestral graves are all smoking, how can I not want to. Hey. ”

No matter how crazy Cao Lan is, she can't be arrogant at all at this moment. Because he knows that he has this ability, and he is not enough to lift shoes in front of these two in front of him.

This old man's name is Ming Feng, known as Ming Lao, and he is the father of Ming Weidong, the ruler of the Ming Shi Group.

Mingshi Group is one of the top three large enterprises in Xincheng, with a market value of 10 billion yuan, involving real estate, medicine, construction, jewelry, gold stores, hotels and other industries.

The Ming family is also a well-known big family in Xincheng. Ming Lao is a low-key person, because he loves to collect antiques, so he retired from the business world early and devoted himself to his hobby. Therefore, some of the new business owners have never seen Ming Lao at all.

But it does not prevent them from knowing Ming Lao and Ming Shi Group. Especially Ming Lao is also very weighty in front of his son.

Ming Lao is an absolute master, but he doesn't like business. But in the antique world, mentioning the name of Ming Lao is like thunder. Whether it is eyesight, character, and strength, few people in this circle can match it, and it is also a well-known figure in Huaxia.

The absolute master of folk antique connoisseurship is not far behind those experts in the museum.

If someone asks him to slap his eyes, you won't be embarrassed to open up if it's less than a million. Of course, even if you have a million, it depends on the mood of others.

Because Ming Lao is not short of money at all, the collection in his private museum is already hundreds of millions.

How can an upstart like Mr. Cao compare with others, and he can pinch his company to death with his fingers.

At this time, he could only smile vigorously, hoping to make Ming Lao not speak to rectify him. At this moment, the door of the ward was violently pushed open again.

A group of bodyguards dressed in black poured in.

"Boss, everyone has called you, who is not long-sighted to provoke you." The bodyguard yelled as soon as he came in.

Mr. Cao's face turned white instantly when he saw this, "Rub, the dog thing that doesn't have long eyes, whoever called you here, get out, whoever called you to come will find whoever goes." It's none of your business here. ”

The bodyguard was stupid on the spot: "Cao, Mr. Cao, didn't you call us just now." Say someone here has messed with you. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Mr. Cao's eyes were about to change. Mr. Ming didn't need to ask to understand the reason for this, and snorted coldly: "Okay, the surname Cao, is bold enough to drive away my father." ”

"No, Mr. Ming, listen to me, I just want to catch this poor boy, I really don't want to catch up with Ming Lao. Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Mr. Cao pinched his own people, and barely sobered himself up.

"Misunderstanding is a fart. Why, do you move it yourself or I'll move it for you? Mr. Ming saw that his father had the heart to stand out for this young man, so he naturally wanted to help his father complete it.

"Mr. Ming, thank you, but don't bother you to make a move, he will change the ward by himself soon." Jiang Fan didn't want to accept favors, and he himself had a way at this time.

"Oh? Are you sure? Mr. Ming thinks very highly of himself, and with his vision, he has seen that Jiang Fan is an extremely ordinary person, and he will not have any intersection with such a person at all, and now he is willing to put down his body to teach him a lesson for Mr. Cao, but he was rejected, so he was naturally a little dissatisfied.

"Young man, you're too young to be rash, listen to me."

Ming Lao knew that Jiang Fan refused his son's help, which was to lose his son's face. He's okay, that Mr. Cao doesn't dare to do anything, once he leaves, Mr. Cao will be the first to find Jiang Fan to vent his anger.

But if it was his son who taught Mr. Cao a lesson, Mr. Cao would not trouble Jiang Fan afterwards, because that would be a slap in the face of Mr. Ming.

Therefore, Ming Lao was afraid that Jiang Fan would not understand the key point, so he kindly reminded again.

Jiang Fan smiled, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant: "I know your kindness, Mr. Ming, but Mr. Cao's ward has to be changed, and Mr. Ming doesn't need to trouble again." ”

"Oh? What do you say, young man? Seeing that Jiang Fan's expression didn't seem to be fake, Ming Lao couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he looked away, this kid is also a big person.

Mr. Cao also stared at Jiang Fan viciously on the other side, waiting for his answer.

"Ahem," Jiang Fan cleared his throat and changed to a high-level tone, "Mr. Cao's illness is not in his legs, he is already terminally ill, so naturally he should not be in our ordinary ward, but should be transferred to the intensive ward." ”

"Boy, what else can I say when you are you, but the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, and he curses me with his mouth, and it's not interesting to talk quickly." Ming Lao was here, and Cao Lan didn't dare to be too arrogant, so she could only make mocking words.

"I didn't curse you, your disease is not inside or outside, and your liver may not be protected."

"Lao Tzu just drank three catties of liquor two days ago, and he fought with my secretary all night that day, and his health is very good." Mr. Cao pouted in disbelief.