Chapter Forty-Six: Is He Your Son?
"Looking for my help? How can I help? It seems that your identity today is not simple, you are here to be a lobbyist, right? ”
Deliberately looking at Wang Cuihua with a straight face, Fan Jian didn't know what he could do to help Zhao Gan.
As far as he knows, Tianqian Group has a market value of billions.
Zhao Qian must be a person who has a wide range of contacts and eyes to the sky, and he is just a small citizen, so there should be nothing to help.
"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't betray you, I just came to eat.
Our boss said that this belongs to working hours, and there is no deduction of wages.
It doesn't affect my full attendance award, it's cheap and not white, I'm a rich man's wool. ”
Wang Cuihua has a calculating expression, she is a good employee who loves her job and is dedicated, and she never arrives late or leaves early.
I have worked in Imperial Treasure Zhai for two years, and I have never even taken personal leave, just for the monthly full attendance award.
"You are also a little rich woman worth tens of millions, so you can't drop the price if you deduct that little salary like this?"
Looking at Wang Cuihua's expression, Fan Jian knew what she was thinking, this girl had to insist on going to work for the sake of those salaries, and she had a serious cold.
But now that there are conditions, this character has changed, he doesn't want Wang Cuihua to work as hard as before, so he took a sip of tea and said teasingly.
"I can make it clear to you, don't tell my mother, you raised me for those, the 30 million is placed here by me, and my mother keeps it for you.
I didn't move a cent, my mother can support herself, but she is not a canary you raise. ”
Pulling Fan Jian's head towards herself with her hand, Wang Cuihua said with a serious face.
"Yes, yes, we Cuihua are professional women, never rely on men, and are quite independent."
Thumbs up, Fan Jian's sycophancy continued to output, Wang Cuihua blushed slightly, and said shyly: "It's not that powerful!" ”
"By the way, what the hell is your boss asking me for?"
After laying the groundwork for a long time, Fan Jian asked what he was most concerned about.
"I don't know, if I knew, I would have told you on the phone yesterday."
"Hahaha, Xiao Wang really doesn't know, Brother Fan wants to know, I'll get straight to the point, I really have something to ask for, I hope Brother Fan saves my son."
Zhao Qian didn't close the door when he went out just now, and when he came back, he happened to hear the conversation between the two, and he was going to talk with Fan Jian at the wine table, but now he just took the opportunity to talk about it.
So he came in and sat down, and handed over a black VIP card first, but Fan Jian didn't answer it.
first asked what he wanted, otherwise he resolutely refused to accept it, and Zhao Qian had to open his mouth to explain.
It turned out that Zhao Gan's son suddenly fell unconscious the night before yesterday and was sent to the hospital for various examinations, but no results were found.
invited many experts in the medical field, but they were helpless, and they couldn't even see the cause, and only summed up one conclusion, and their lives were dying.
When Zhao Qian was at a loss, he thought of Fan Jian, he could save Mrs. Sun's dying people, and he would definitely be able to save his son.
However, through Sun Li's matter, Zhao Qian knew Fan Jian's temperament, that is, he ate soft and not hard.
So he contacted Fan Jian through Wang Cuihua and invited him to dinner, and all kinds of flattering compliments, hoping that Fan Jian would take action and save his son's life.
"Mr. Zhao, I really can't do anything, you heard what I said in front of Mr. Sun that day.
There is only one pill, which is my ancestor, and it has already saved Mrs. Sun.
I'm sorry, Ling Lang's business, I really can't help it. ”
Pushing the VIP card on the table in front of Zhao Gan, Fan Jian stood up and was about to leave.
"Xiao Shen, Dad is useless, he can't save you.
I didn't fulfill my father's responsibilities when you were a child, and now I'm watching you die. I can't do anything about it, dad is sorry for you! ”
Hearing Fan Jian's words, Zhao Gan's hopes were shattered, and he seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, sitting there, talking to himself on the screen of his mobile phone.
"Wait a minute, your son is Jiang Shen? That big star, traffic Xiaosheng? ”
Fan Jian, who was about to leave, accidentally saw the photo on Zhao Gan's mobile phone and asked curiously.
"Yes, that's him, you're also a fan of him? I hope you keep it a secret, and don't tell about our relationship.
You also know that he is now a public figure, and those media will chase after the wind and scribble to hack him.
Now that he has such a big thing, if those reporters know about it, they may not necessarily arrange him in exchange for traffic. ”
Hearing Fan Jian's inquiry, Zhao Qian didn't raise his head, his eyes didn't leave the photo on his phone at all, and replied softly.
"But isn't his surname Jiang? Your surname is Zhao! ”
Looking at Zhao Gan, looking at Jiang Shen's handsome face on the phone, Fan Jian didn't believe that the two were father and son.
"His name is Zhao Jiangshen, Jiang Shen is a stage name, maybe in his heart, he hates this surname!
He looks like his mother, I was a big mess when I was young, I spent most of my time in prison, he was in his teens, and he didn't see me a few times.
Later, because I took the blame for others, I went in for five years, and when I came out, I found out that his mother had died.
In order to treat his mother's illness, he sold himself to a company as a trainee and suffered a lot.
I feel ashamed of him, and I also know that the entertainment industry is not easy to mix, so I washed my hands and started a business.
Founded Tianqian Group through his previous connections, he thought he could help him, but he never accepted it, and he relied on his own hard work until now.
Now, something happened to him, I still can't help him, I'm sorry for him! ”
Speaking of this, Zhao Gan cried like a child, it was a person who wanted to compensate for the child, but could not do anything, helpless, suppressed crying, Fan Jian was sad when he listened.
"Mr. Zhao, I may have a way to save Ling Lang, but I need time to prepare, can I reply to you tomorrow?"
After pondering for a while, Fan Jian said that Jiang Shenzhong's head lowering technique was a piece of cake for Ren Xi.
In addition, Zhao Gan's words just now also moved him, Jiang Shen's filial piety is not easy, Zhao Gan's atonement and compensation, and his helplessness all make Fan Jian feel that he should help them.
"Really, can you really save Xiao Shen? I'll personally come to greet you tomorrow, waiter, and serve the food! ”
Hearing Fan Jian's words, Zhao Qian was overjoyed, as if he had seen a glimmer of light in a desperate situation.
Quickly wiped away the tears on his face and got up, greeting, his son's life is in the hands of Fan Jian, but he can't be sloppy.
The food in Songyun Building is really delicious, and Fan Jian has promised to save Jiang Shen, so it is natural to eat it.
There is no psychological burden, he and Wang Cuihua are very happy, and the ditches where they eat are flat.
Just as he was eating happily, Fan Jian's mobile phone rang, showing that it was an unfamiliar number, because he was holding a crab in his hand and gnawing on it, Fan Jian pressed the hands-free button.
"Hello, is it Fan Xiaohai's parent? I was his homeroom teacher.
Please come to the school, Fan Xiaohai is fighting with his classmates at school, please come over and deal with it. ”
After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Fan Jian to reply, and his attitude was very bad.
"This little rabbit cub knows that he is in trouble, and his words in the morning are taken as a deaf ear."
Looking at the mobile phone that was hung up, Fan Jian's fire came up, and the crabs in his hand were not fragrant.