Chapter 0047 [Chen Weizhong's despair]
Haotian Group not only has a reputation in the capital, but also has a place internationally. Just the year before, Haotian Group ranked among the top 500 companies with its outstanding achievements.
In the chairman's office, Chen Weizhong, who was in his fifties, was leaning on the recliner, and said calmly: "Qunli, it's been more than ten hours, is there no news yet?"
The man in the suit who was always standing beside him bowed and said, "Back to the chairman, there is no news yet, but I arranged a computer expert in the morning, which has expanded the coverage of medical advertisements."
"The Chinese Medical Association and foreign experts have no choice but to treat my illness. It seems that I have to accept the bed life. Tomorrow you will summon all the board members and I will explain some things and then resign."
"Chairman!" Li Qunli's face was full of anxiety and concern, "Don't be discouraged! It has been less than an hour since the advertising coverage has been expanded."
"Qunli, don't comfort me anymore. I really accept my fate. I am not afraid of death, but I just have regrets in my heart."
After Chen Weizhong finished speaking, he sighed helplessly and slowly closed his eyes. At that moment, he seemed to have grown much older.
Li Qunli stood beside him with a depressed look on his face, holding the cell phone in his hand tighter. In order to cure the chairman, he has not closed his eyes for two days and two nights.
The QQ that was applied for separately in order to seek medical treatment for the chairman has been online, and the message tone of the new email address has also been adjusted to the maximum. However, more than ten hours have passed, he still has not seen a message, has not received an e-mail, or has not received a call.
Obviously, the prompt "If you are the one who is in charge of your own consequences" is still very effective. After all, those who can pay tens of millions of medical expenses will definitely not be ordinary people, and no one dares to joke like this easily.
The office was extremely quiet, and even Chen Weizhong's weak breathing could be heard. Through the tall bulletproof glass windows, you can clearly see the traffic on the overpass in the distance and the free people in the square under the bridge. All of this could only hurt Chen Weizhong even more.
Even though he has a very good reputation and high prestige in both the political and business circles, none of this can last his life even for a minute! Listening to the ticking of the hand of the ancient clock, Chen Weizhong felt that his vitality was also losing.
Even if you are rich, what can you do? In the end, you are alone? Even if you are powerful, you are still unavailable to see your daughter when you are dying?
Chen Weizhong slowly closed his eyes. He recalled his life and couldn't help but sigh. He didn't feel rich at all. On the contrary, he felt that he was really pitiful. He used to overdraw his life too early, was busy all day, and even played with his children for a while, which gave him such a huge industry. But now, he only hopes that his daughter can suddenly appear by his side and talk with him. All fame, fortune and wealth are nothing but clouds, and they cannot be rooted in his heart. The only thing he can't let go of is his relatives.
After a long time, Chen Weizhong finally opened his eyes and broke the terrible silence: "Qunli, after I resign, you should help Xinyi more, because at that time, Haotian will no longer be the current Haotian."
"Chairman," Li Qunli's expression was always cold and rigid, but at this moment, a trace of mist appeared in his eyes, "Don't say this, in my heart, you will always be a giant, you must be fine."
With a wry smile, Chen Weizhong said calmly: "A few days ago, I approved the donation to one junior high school in County A and County B. You will go and handle it later. I want to fulfill the promise of Haotian Group before I resign. Because this promise does not belong to me, this honor or merit should not belong to me."
"It's... the chairman, I will... do it well." Li Qunli tried his best to restrain himself because the chairman did not like weak people.
"Along with that, I will raise two percent of the shares separately and use it to build a Chen Xiaoman charity foundation. Xiaoman may be no longer alive, but I hope her name will still survive in this world," said Chen Weizhong, sighing and continued, "She is still young."
Chen Xiaoman is Chen Weizhong's daughter. She was kidnapped when she was seventeen years old. At that time, Chen Weizhong cashed in the 5 million ransom from the kidnappers. Unfortunately, Chen Xiaoman's whereabouts are still unknown and his life and death are uncertain.
When he was explaining these things, he remembered his lovely daughter, and he didn't know if she was still in this world, but as a father, he never gave up his deep and selfless love for his children.
"I really hope I can see him before I leave." Chen Weizhong was like talking to himself, but his eyes were staring at the photo under the hard glass of the desk. It was a very beautiful and sweet girl with a pure and charming smile, with two cute dimples. The eyes looked very much like her mother Shen Xinyi, but the content contained in her eyes was different.
"Chairman, don't be discouraged, I believe..."
Before Li Qunli could finish his words, the phone number in his hand suddenly began to remember. Somehow, Li Qunli actually felt inexplicably nervous. This was an emotion he hadn't had in a long time.
"Hello, are you eternally grateful? I saw the advertisement you posted at the Huaxia Medical Forum."
"It's me, there are clear cases on the ad post. Have you seen it?"
"After seeing it, I have my own way to cure the patient and not relapse."
"Very good!"
Li Qunli's tone was very certain, but he was a little skeptical. Judging from his voice, the other party was at most a young man in his early twenties. Even if he had a skill in medicine, he would not be able to surpass Chinese medicine.
However, Li Qunli also understands the principle that people should not behave like this. It is because of Chen Weizhong's illness, and even Chinese doctors have no way to do anything. He sent out a medical advertisement to attract unknown strange people. Since this young man dared to call, he might have the ability to treat the chairman, at least it would be a chance. "Then please leave immediately. The location is the headquarters of Yanjing Haotian Group. Are you taking a plane or a train? I will pick you up."
"No need, I've arrived in front of your headquarters building. I'm carrying a blue backpack and a black laptop bag. Just don't let the security guards and front desk staff cause trouble for me."
"Okay, I'll notify them right away!"
Ling Feng hung up the mobile phone he had just bought and walked towards the building of Haotian headquarters. With Li Qunli's arrangement, he came to the door of the chairman's office on the sixth floor without any obstacles. But he saw a cold man in a navy blue suit standing there.
Seeing Ling Feng coming towards him, Li Qunli was slightly stunned. Not only because Ling Feng was a cripple, but also because Ling Feng's clothes were really scattered, and the wrinkled vest was also stained with dry grass green. The casual pants were already furrowed, and the knees were bulging out, and the trousers were not found at all. The green rubber shoes also had some traces of damage. Especially Ling Feng was carrying a backpack, which looked like a poor migrant worker who came to work in the city.
However, when Ling Feng walked in close proximity and Li Qunli focused his attention on Ling Feng's face, he immediately put away his unpolite surprise.
It was a sunny and handsome face, but the fine stubbornness showed the maturity and stability that ordinary young people did not have. It looked simple and quiet, making people feel trust and security. Especially the freshness he exuded made people feel very comfortable.
However, Li Qunli could clearly feel that between Ling Feng's eyebrows, there was a faint sense of unrulyness and arrogance from the bone marrow.
For some reason, Li Qunli couldn't help but feel awe of respect for the young man in front of him. So he bowed humbly and said, "Sir, I am Chairman Chen's assistant Li Qunli. What do you call him?"
"Ling Feng."
"Hello Mr. Ling, please come in."
Ling Feng nodded silently and approached Chen Weizhong's office.
"Mr. Chen, this is Mr. Ling Feng. After seeing our medical advertisement, I came to treat you."
Of course, Chen Weizhong knew that a doctor came for his illness, or for 10 million medical expenses, but he did not show any surprise. Even the Chinese doctor, who represents the highest level in the Chinese medical field, was helpless about his illness, and he had no hope at all. However, Li Qunli insisted on posting an advertisement, and he could not bear to go against Li Qunli's good intentions. Moreover, from his subconscious, he also hoped that a miracle would happen, even if it was even slimmer than the horizon.
But when Ling Feng appeared in front of him, he felt that he really had hope!
Ling Feng's clothes were shabby, but Chen Weizhong did not look despised at all. For some reason, although it was only the first time we met, Chen Weizhong felt that this young man was definitely not simple - his behavior did not give people a sense of restraint, simple, heavy, and natural, especially the trace of dust-leaving spirit between his eyebrows made Chen Weizhong feel incredible.
He had also seen extraordinary masters in the past, one was Master Huikong, the abbot of Wangchan Temple, and the other was Master Quanyang, a casual monk. However, both of them were Buddhist practitioners over 50 years old, and Ling Feng was just a young man who seemed ordinary, and he actually had this kind of transcendent aura, which surprised Chen Weizhong.
"Hello, Mr. Ling, please sit down." Chen Weizhong's words were very respectful.
"Mr. Chen, don't be polite. I'll give you a pulse first."
After saying that, Ling Feng stepped forward and took Chen Weizhong's arm to the armrest of the seat, and then placed three fingers of his right hand on Chen Weizhong's vein.
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