Chapter 086: Former President of the Chinese Medicine Association
As soon as Lu Qiyu saw Jian Xiao's expression, she knew what she was thinking.
After all, it's not the first time she's misunderstood, but this kind of thing didn't make it clear at the beginning, and it's really hard to explain later-
Emphasizing it specifically, it seems that he is showing off something.
So Lu Qiyu could only say vaguely:
"Mr. Lian used to be friends with my grandfather, so I can get to know him."
Jian Xiao nodded: "I see." ”
The car drove all the way forward, and after about an hour, it stopped at the door of a valuable villa area, and Jian Xiao recognized that this was the Zijinwan villa area where Ye Xin'er's family lived.
Jian Xiao: ......
The mood was complicated, and I didn't know what to say for a while.
"Don't be afraid, let's go straight in, no one will be able to see you if you don't get out of the car." Lu Qiyu seemed to see Jian Xiao's uneasiness, so he said.
In the next second, the car stop pole at the gate of the villa area rose, and Gu Shaoyan drove in and went straight to Mr. Lian's house.
Mr. Lian Jingmo's residence is located in the deepest part of this villa area, in a safe corner.
Separated from other houses, there is a tall and dense green belt, which is completely detached, very quiet, and very suitable for the elderly.
What's more, it's far away from Ye Xin'er's house.
So Jian Xiao doesn't have to worry about being seen by the Ye family and causing any gossip.
Gu Shaoyan went up and rang the doorbell, and soon a housekeeper opened the door, and when he saw Lu Qiyu, he immediately bowed down with a smile and spoke:
"Mr. Lu is here, my old gentleman is meeting guests, please come in and sit for a while."
"I'm tired." Lu Qiyu smiled and thanked him.
The three of them entered the door, sat down in the living room, and the butler served tea and went up to report.
About ten minutes later, an old gentleman with gorgeous hair came down, he was Lian Jingmo, and he was followed by a pair of middle-aged men and women, about forty years old.
"Xiao Lu, why do you have time to think of me here today?" Mr. Lian asked.
"I miss the golden silk chicken made by your chef, so I was cheeky and came over for a meal." Lu Qiyu looks very familiar with Mr. Lian, so he dares to joke like this.
Mr. Lian laughed, then turned to the pair of middle-aged men and women and said:
"I'm sorry for the two, I still have guests to entertain."
"Mr. Lian, please, you can help us." The middle-aged man said, "You also know the situation in my family, there are jackals outside, and the group needs my dad to be in charge, so he can't have an accident!" ”
Mr. Lian sighed and said to the middle-aged man:
"Your father is also my friend, why don't I know about your family?"
"But you need to know that I am ninety-six years old this year, and no matter how good my medical skills are, I can't resist the natural laws of birth, old age, sickness and death."
"I'm old, and these hands that used to have a pulse and a needle are not as calm and powerful as before, and I can't treat your father anymore."
"Xiang Zhonghua, the current president of the Chinese Medicine Association, is an apprentice I once taught single-handedly, and his acupuncture skills have been passed on to me, so it's better for you to go to him."
"For your father's sake, I can draw a string for you."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face stiffened, and he said in embarrassment:
"Mr. Lian, it's not that we don't want to go to Mr. Xiang, it's just that we can't go!"
"In order to stabilize the shareholders and prevent competitors from taking advantage of the situation, my father's illness has not been disclosed to the public, and we have no choice, so we can use the previous feelings to ask for your door."
"That Mr. Xiang has always been good friends with the Shen family, and the Shen family happens to be our rival group."
"If the news of my father's serious illness and coma spreads, I am afraid that the company's stock price will fluctuate, and then it will be in trouble."
When Mr. Lian Jingmo heard this, he sighed:
"Those who practice medicine only care about treating diseases and saving people, when did they come up with this set of things that bundle interests and divide circles?"
The middle-aged man smiled wryly and shook his head, not knowing how to answer.
After all, today's society as a whole is like this, paying attention to connections and circles, and he is just going with the flow.