The owner of this Gulfstream G650 business jet is surnamed Zhao, and his full name is Zhao Fugui.

This is a very common and also very vulgar name.

But with this name, he is the only one who can afford to buy a private jet in the entire Zhuxia.

This is a rich man who has no name on the list, and all the equity is transferred to his daughter's name, sitting on a commercial land worth 3 trillion yuan and nearly 40,000 acres...... Farmer!

Let's call him a farmer, at least legally, he doesn't have any assets in his name.

Zhao Fugui's hairline is very high, almost to the top, and it is difficult to say that it is defeated.

However, although he was defeated, he was not obscene, and he smiled very honestly, especially like a retired old man squatting on a street corner playing chess.

When Chang Dong and the others came in with the patient, he was always busy with it.

Wait until everything is arranged before you officially meet Chang Dong.

At this time, Ning Yongyuan, who took the initiative to contact Changdong, was also on the plane.

This middle-aged man in his forties, who was in the prime of life, politely acted as an introduction to each other.

"Brother Zhao, this is Chang Dong, very young, right? Hey, every time I see him, I have a feeling that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves! The world still belongs to young people! ”

"Brother Chang, this is Director Zhao, you don't need me to introduce you, you know."

Chang Dong hurriedly stretched out his hand and said: "The seniors are righteous, the juniors don't say much, and if you can use it in the future, you can just tell me." ”

When he said this, Chang Dong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Zhao Fugui has a very good reputation in the industry, of course, this has something to do with his low-key to a certain extent.

But in any case, the wind reviews are good, and they are certainly not groundless.

"Hey, you're welcome, it's just a gesture!" Zhao Fugui shook hands with Chang Dong kindly.

"This is my teacher, Lu Songbo, vice president and director of the Academic Affairs Office of Handong Business School." Chang Dong introduced his teacher again.

"Oh, it turned out to be a people's teacher! Hello hello hello. When Zhao Fugui heard Principal Lu's name, his expression showed a hint of surprise and respect, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands and said hello again and again.

The look of surprise and the humble posture made Chang Dong feel inexplicable.

Cow man, these thousand words are not as good as that trace of surprise.

Especially when it comes to his status, this respectful gesture feels much more powerful than fancy language.

Sure enough, Principal Lu's old face lit up, and he also stretched out his hands, shook them together, and greeted him again and again.

Looking at this scene, Chang Dong consciously learned a few points.

No wonder people can have this wealth, can have this bearing, amazing!

Zhao Fugui asked about the patient's situation, and when he learned that it was a military training or a sudden fall, he was also embarrassed, sighed that it was not easy for the students, comforted Principal Lu, and even asked if he wanted to help? The posture is very kind.

Because of the heavy matter of the patient, the two sides did not talk much deeply.

It takes three hours to drive from Handong to Yanjing, and if you take a plane, you can theoretically get there in ten minutes.

However, in fact, Chang Dong and the others flew in the air for a full forty minutes.

On the one hand, the distance is too short to increase the speed;

On the other hand, Yanjing, as the capital of a country, has a large number of flights. Although there are a lot of airports, there is still a lot of pressure in the face of the swarming planes, and you need to queue up to land.

So most of the time, planes are circling and queuing over Yanjing, waiting for instructions from the dispatch console.

Fortunately, Zhao Fugui had already applied for landing, and although he made an emergency landing in Handong City halfway, it didn't delay much, so the queue didn't line up for long.

When the plane landed, the ambulances that had already been contacted immediately swarmed up and left with the patient at a gallop.

Sending the Buddha to the west, Principal Chang Donglu and others hurriedly bid farewell to Zhao Fugui and others, and also hurried to the hospital with the ambulance.

Because the arrangements were in place, the hospital had already prepared the operating room, so there was almost no delay in the whole process.

When the patient was sent to the operating room again, Chang Dong and Principal Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Principal Lu patted Chang Dong on the shoulder and said, "I'm glad to have you this time!" ”

"The teacher is polite, I hope everything goes well."

"It's going to be fine."

Principal Lu affirmed, thinking: Even if there is still something to do, the school has done its duty. After all, in order to save him, even private jets were dispatched, and no matter how tricky public opinion was, it couldn't find fault with it.

In addition, this student can't even eat a military training, obviously has a dark physical disease, and part of the responsibility lies with himself.

As for military training?

This is a national policy, but it cannot be relied on by him.

In fact, almost every year there are students in military training, and some people even shout for the cancellation of military training, but the policy is still not implemented? Because this is a project for the benefit of the country and the people, how can it be changed because of a very small number of people?

In the middle of the operation, Ning Yongyuan sent a message asking about the results of the operation.

Chang Dong replied to him, still in surgery.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the operation ended.

As Yanjing concentrates the best resources in the country, the operation was very successful, and although the patient has not yet passed the dangerous period, the doctor's assessment is not a big problem.

"It's okay."

At this point, Chang Dong and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Principal Lu, who got the result, hurriedly called the school to report his safety, and at the same time talked to the parents of the students who were coming overnight, saving them from worry.

Chang Dong was also on the phone.

He first sent a text message to Zhao Fugui, saying that the patient was out of danger and thanked him again for his help.

Zhao Fugui replied: "You're welcome, the doll is fine, rest early, don't go back." ”

Chang Dong stared at this text message, thought about calling Ning Yongyuan, first reported his safety, and then tested why Zhao Fugui helped him?

After all, he has a relationship with Zhao Fugui who can't be beaten, and he helps him for no reason, to be honest, he really mutters a little in his heart!

To put it mildly, think about it from his side, if this matter is put on him, he really won't necessarily help!

After all, if a patient dies on his own private jet, isn't it troublesome? Disgusting no? Bad luck isn't it?

Ning Yongyuan said: "This is purely a coincidence, I happened to see your circle of friends and sighed, and when Brother Zhao heard it, he patted his thigh and helped him." ”

"Boss Zhao is such a good person!" Chang Dong sighed with emotion, thinking in his heart, could it be that he had a good fate?

There is a good saying: people in the upper class society praise people, people in the middle society are more than people, and people in the lower society step on people.

This sentence can be said to be in one sentence, telling the truth of society.

There must be a reason why Zhao Fugui can be rich now, could it be that this part of the heel is here?

While Chang Dong was pondering, Ning Yongyuan said in a low voice: "However, when Brother Zhao drank once, he complained that the real estate looked infinitely beautiful, but in fact, it was a tightrope, too much capital, once the building could not be sold, or even sold too slowly, the capital chain would have problems. ”

This whisper is very ordinary, it is not a whistleblower, but for Chang Dong, the amount of information is simply explosive.

No wonder Zhao Fugui is facing the Mediterranean, wanting to be noble in front of people and suffer later, right?

Looking at the trillions of assets, but how much of them are his own, I'm afraid only he knows.

In addition, he is envious of the investment circle?

Is this an asset to be transferred?

Or do you want to diversify your assets and prepare for the future?

Could it be that this is one of the reasons why he is better than me?

Thinking of this, Chang Dong was not complacent, and frowned.

Don't forget, he is going to set up a real estate company in Handong City, and now he hears that the red-topped cattle people in this industry are complaining that business is not good, it seems that he is afraid that he is under siege - people in the city want to get out, and people outside the city want to come in.

Then again, how easy is the investment circle to do?

The world only sees him, with a small broad, a lot of money, but they don't know that it is open!

Without the benefits of the River of Time, he is often a fart!

Even if you have money, if you don't do it well, you will invest ten and lose ten.

No matter how much money you have, it's not enough to play.

"Thank you, brother, for your advice." Chang Dong secretly exhaled and said gratefully.

"Hey, you're welcome, if you have a good project in the future, just say hello to your brother." Ning Yongyuan is not a bad person, he hits the railroad while it is hot.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

The two said a few polite words and hung up the phone.

At this time, Principal Lu also finished calling, and Chang Dong walked over and said, "Teacher, I booked a room nearby, go and rest, I'll let people watch here." ”

"It's okay, after a busy day's work, you're tired, you can go and rest." Principal Lu is not hypocritical.

"Well," Chang Dong nodded, and then beckoned to Ou Xiaoyu, who had never had a sense of existence: "I also booked a room for you, let's go and rest." ”

"Oh oh good, thank you, I'm really sorry for the trouble!" Ou Xiaoyu was a little nervous.

"You're welcome, along the way, thanks to your help."

In fact, Ou Xiaoyu has indeed done a lot of things along the way.

Although they are all trivial matters, if there is no her, this matter will definitely fall on him Chang Dong.

This made him feel a little bit good about this little girl who was a little tanned.

When Chang Dong was completely relieved, and even focused his attention on Zhao Fugui, he didn't know that his crazy drag racing to send him to the hospital had angered countless people who hated the rich!