Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 477 - : Humiliation by One’s Own Actions

Chapter 477: Chapter 477: Humiliation by One’s Own Actions

Liang Jinlong had followed President Ge for many years and was quite aware of most matters concerning his boss.

President Ge’s current business was fairly large, and basically, nobody dared to mess with him, but he was far from invincible.

From his humble beginnings to the present, those who had designs on President Ge had never been in short supply.

As a small shrimp, there were little fish eyeing him up; after growing into a big crocodile, there were still mighty dragons lurking.

President Ge ran a production-intensive enterprise, earning hard-earned money, and his ability to controls channels was extremely strong; in other companies’ hands, the same business might not necessarily thrive.

So relatively speaking, the troubles he faced weren’t too numerous.

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But a few years ago, Fu Hong faced a considerable crisis, and President Ge made multiple trips to Beijing for public relations, ultimately passing through danger.

Liang Jinlong even knew that at that time, President Ge had considered pulling out and leaving.

After all, the situation was resolved, and through this ordeal, old grudges were formed, and favors were owed.

A set of knife coins… Liang Jinlong faintly remembered this, as President Ge said he was going to give it to someone.

Now this woman said she bought them, so let it be considered that she did, but… who insists on paying for a gift sent by President Ge? Could it be just anyone?

Moreover, it sounded like President Ge still wanted to invite this person abroad for a trip, paying all the expenses, but the person refused.

Liang Jinlong’s face turned pale, and he stood for a while before asking respectfully, “Please, was it three years ago?”

At that moment, where could he still care about maintaining any aura?

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“I can’t quite remember,” the woman answered lightly, “those past events, mentioning them is all that matters… Just convey a message for me, tell him to focus on his business.”

Upon hearing this, Liang Jinlong bowed deeply, “Of course, I will make sure the message is passed on… Do you have any other instructions?”

“That’s it,” the woman gestured with her hand and casually added, “Don’t talk nonsense when you go out.”

Liang Jinlong nodded, took a wary glance at Feng Jun, and turned to walk outside.

Feng Jun raised her chin slightly, speaking indifferently, “Shi Shi, please escort Boss Liang out.”

This time, Liang Jinlong would not dare to let Li Shishi drive no matter what; approaching the car, he forced a smile, “Xiao Li, it looks like… it’s my turn to be your driver this time.”

Li Shishi blinked innocently at him, “President Feng would say that I’m neglecting a guest. What, did I not drive well?”

Would your President Feng care about neglecting me? Boss Liang shook his head, “No, you drove… Actually, I get car sick easily. It’s much better when I drive myself.”

The car had not traveled more than five hundred meters when he stopped under a patch of shade, “Just a moment, Xiao Li, I need to make a phone call.”

Of course, that call was for President Ge.

President Ge was a busy man and took half a day to pick up the phone, “Yes, what is it? Speak quickly… I have a meeting in three minutes.”

After listening to Liang Jinlong’s words, he pondered for a moment, “Ah yes, there was such a matter. Who did I give those knife coins to? Let me think… Oh, that’s right, the Gu Family’s young widow.”

At that time, he had pleaded with so many people, given so many gifts that thankfully the rarity of the knife coins left an impression on him.

Liang Jinlong took a cold breath, “Is it… that Gu Family?”

“Besides that one, who else is prestigious enough to be called the Gu Family?” President Ge’s mood seemed to sour, “What puzzles me is… how did this doctor… get involved with the Gu Family?”

Liang Jinlong fell silent for a moment, then let out a wry smile, “So… is the matter with Shinra… difficult to handle now? Yuan Zihao won’t help speak for us, right?”

“Yuan Zihao… If he doesn’t interfere, that’s all we need,” President Ge replied lightly, then sighed, “But about the Gu Family, what’s going on?”

“Maybe… it was the woman’s private decision?” Liang Jinlong let his imagination soar, cautiously saying, “I see that Feng Jun is young and wealthy, tall and handsome, with many beautiful women around.”

“Don’t speculate wildly,” President Ge spoke sternly, “The Third Young Master Gu… seems to have died in a car accident. It’s normal for a woman not to stay put, but she gave birth to a child for the Gu Family, blood is thicker than water.”

Liang Jinlong hesitated before asking, “So we’re… just giving up on this?”

In reality, he was urging President Ge to make a decision as soon as possible—after all, the friends from Shinra were still waiting on the coach outside.

“Wait a bit, no rush,” President Ge contemplated, “Once I understand the situation better, there might be another opportunity.”

No rush? Liang Jinlong was on the verge of tears as he cautiously reminded him, “President Ge, the Shinra people are waiting in the car.”

He knew that President Ge’s involvement in speaking for the Shinra people also touched upon cooperation with them.

“When I say no rush, it’s no rush,” President Ge snorted irritably, “Do you need to worry about how long you have to wait?”

Indeed, five minutes later, his call came through, “That thing, go ahead and drop it. The matter with Shinra, don’t bother with it, explain to President Feng that we just wanted to help a friend… tell him, I’ll visit at a later opportunity.”

Liang Jinlong paused for a moment and cautiously asked, “Will the situation in Shinra affect our plans?”

“No one is that important, Earth keeps spinning without anyone,” President Ge said indifferently, and then hung up the phone.

A strange smile then spread across his face, “Gu Laosan’s daughter, she accidentally drank pesticide… could it be a suicide? People are quite interesting, isn’t living well good enough?”

“It is said that there has been some improvement,” a tall and thin man beside him spoke up, “Paraquat… more than 100 CC, anyone who’s ingested it must die, can that traditional doctor handle it?”

“Who knows?” President Ge spoke leisurely, “If he can save her, we definitely can’t provoke him; if he can’t, we even more so can’t provoke him… In case that young widow vents her anger on us, the trouble will be big.”

Liang Jinlong put away his mobile phone and got into the car, giving Li Shishi a dry laugh, “Can we… turn around? There’s a matter I would like to report to President Feng.”

Li Shishi blinked her eyes, puzzled, and asked, “Boss Liang, haven’t you already… communicated thoroughly with President Feng?”

Boss Liang didn’t want to make another overture, especially since he somewhat suspected that the young widow of the Gu Family might have an unclear relationship with Feng Jun; he had stumbled upon them once and couldn’t afford to do so a second time.

Not to mention people like President Ge, who had the information but didn’t disclose it, preferring to act mysterious and inscrutable, it indeed made it difficult for those below to take action.

In fact, he felt that it was not possible to disclose the information at present, because he didn’t know the current condition of Third Young Master Gu’s daughter.

Boss Liang’s eyes darted around, an idea forming in his mind, “Xiao Li, dial President Feng’s number for me, I need to speak with him for a moment, that should be fine, right?”

Li Shishi glanced at him, expressing her difficulty, “Then I need to ask President Feng first, as finding a job wasn’t easy for me.”

She made the call and Feng Jun quickly gave the go-ahead: sure, hand him the phone.

Following President Ge’s instructions, Boss Liang made the call and then drove to the mountain gate.

Confronted with Director Zhao’s inquiring gaze, he gave a bitter smile, spread his hands helplessly, “President Feng’s medical qualification is indeed a big issue, after thorough communication, both President Ge and I think… better not to trouble him.”

Zhao Wenzhang watched him for half a minute, twitched at the corner of his mouth and asked with difficulty, “Then… what about the investment?”

“The people from Shinra, hehe,” Boss Liang laughed carefreely, “We can try to fight for it, we’ll help too, but… don’t expect them to always keep their word.”

Director Zhao was at a loss for words, it seems you’ve said it all, the good and the bad.

Boss Liang hesitated, then still gave a nod to the other party; although he wasn’t afraid of Director Zhao, he couldn’t afford to sour their relationship too much, “Director Zhao, the owner of Luohua Manor has very deep roots.”

Zhao Wenzhang was just feeling sorry for himself when he heard that, he was suddenly startled, “Deep roots?”

“Um,” Liang Jinlong nodded imperceptibly, his lips barely moving as he spoke softly, “As long as you understand.”

Director Zhao nodded and gave him a look of sudden realization, also asking softly, “And these people from Shinra?”

“They lack medical qualifications,” Boss Liang said with a smile, nodding before turning and getting into the Mercedes, “The city will explain the specifics to them… so they don’t think we are deliberately making things difficult for them.”

Watching the Mercedes speed away, Director Zhao’s emotions surged: I’ll donate one month’s salary to fight for Taiwan Province… for real!

Just then, staff from the Foreign Affairs Office approached, and an older one asked, “What… is wrong with Boss Liang of Fu Hong?”

Director Zhao looked at him and said coolly, “Boss Liang suggests that since President Feng lacks medical qualifications, let’s forget it.”

“Forget it?” The youngster couldn’t help but speak up again, “Aren’t medical qualifications easy to resolve?”

He was still young and hadn’t figured out that qualifications are not only barriers but also baskets, you could put anything into them.

Director Zhao spread his hands, “It might involve international impact, better to be cautious, first and foremost we must avoid mistakes.”

The older man looked annoyed, “So we’ve come here this morning… for nothing?”

“When is work ever wasted?” Director Zhao frowned, speaking with quiet authority, “After an onsite inspection, we’ve reached a conclusion… How could we manage without making a personal visit?”

Mr. Park finally couldn’t help but ask, “So, is that Mr. Feng unwilling to help?”

“We think it’s not very safe,” Director Zhao spoke earnestly, “I personally believe that the Funiu Provincial People’s Hospital is more reliable…”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Park became furious, “We came to Zhengyang specifically to seek Feng Jun’s treatment, we don’t recognize anyone else.”

“That’s a bit regrettable,” Director Zhao answered stiffly, “President Feng is after all a traditional doctor, as I just said, reviewing his credentials requires some time, we can sit down and discuss slowly.”

Mr. Park outright refused, “We don’t have so much time to waste.”

“Vegetative for eight years and now you say there’s no time?” Gao Mengang scoffed from a distance, having overheard the conversation, “Then go back and treat yourselves with ‘Dongui Bogam’.”

The gatekeeper at Luohua Manor really had low standards, saying whatever came to mind.

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