"Yucui, could it be said that the tea given to Dad by your good-for-nothing son-in-law, and the Jade Guanyin given to Mom, are all real?"
As soon as Mr. Zhou was helped back to the room by Qin Xi, Zhou Yujie asked with a surprised look on his face.
Zhou Yurong also came around and said excitedly: "That's tea worth tens of millions! And the Jade Guanyin for mom, I'm afraid it's worth tens of millions too, right?"
"Okay, the life of Yucui's family is getting better and better, and the gifts given here are worth tens of millions."
"You don't even know who Yu Cui is. She is the most outstanding woman in our Zhou family. How can her son-in-law be a waste?"
…
For a time, the whole room was full of praise for Zhou Yucui.
Zhou Yucui's face was filled with pride, but she felt unhappy in her heart.
She never believed that Yang Chen was a rich man, and always thought that the villa was given by the Su family.
But he didn't expect that Yang Chen would end up with tens of millions of tea leaves and jade Guanyin.
Yang Chen had never given her anything worth tens of millions. The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became.
"Yucui, call your nephew and son-in-law quickly and ask him to go home for lunch."
Zhou Yujie changed his previous attitude towards Yang Chen and even called Yang Chen his nephew and son-in-law.
"I'm afraid you made a mistake!"
Zhou Yucui cleared her throat and said with a proud look on her face: "Both the tea and the Jade Guanyin, they were all bought by my daughter Xiaoxi. Yang Chen is just a freeloader, doing nothing all day, how can he have any money!"
I will definitely let them divorce."
"Yucui, you said you wanted Xiao Xi and Yang Chen to divorce. Does this count?"
A thousand-mile horse will always meet a bole. Zhou Yucui doesn't know the goods. There are always people who know the goods, but there is only one, Zhou Yucui's cousin.
Others obviously believed Zhou Yucui's words and thought Yang Chen was a waste.
After all, Qin Xi is now the general manager of Sanhe Group, and Qin Yi is the general manager of Yanchen Group's Jiangzhou Branch. It is still possible to give gifts worth tens of millions.
"What? Don't daydream, I won't marry Xiaoxi to your remote place in the countryside!"
Zhou Yucui said with contempt.
"You misunderstood. I have a niece who has reached the age to talk about marriage. If you don't want Yang Chen, then I can introduce my niece to him!"
Zhou Yucui's cousin said happily.
"A useless piece of trash has become a hot commodity. OK, if you like it, take it away quickly. I've long disliked him." Zhou Yucui sneered again and again.
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
Qin Xigang came out of Mr. Zhou's room and immediately looked dissatisfied when he heard Zhou Yucui's words.
"Xiao Xi, your mother told you to divorce Yang Chen. Tell your aunt quickly when you will divorce? Let me know in advance and I will take my niece to find Yang Chen."
Cousin Zhou Yucui looked at Qin Xi and said happily.
Zhou Yucui did not dare to answer the question at this time and quickly closed her mouth.
Qin Xi's face was very ugly, but she still said very politely: "Aunt, Yang Chen and I have a very good relationship. We are planning to have a second child. How can we get divorced?"
"Ah? We won't leave!"
Cousin Zhou Yucui looked disappointed.
On the other side, Yang Chen left Dahe Group and on his way back to the hotel, he suddenly found an old man lying on the sidewalk beside him, covering his heart, as if he was feebly asking for help.
"This old man must be a cheater. Don't touch him!"
"Yes, I heard that there used to be a very wealthy young family, but because they supported an old man who was a porcelain dealer, they went bankrupt."
"A few days ago, in the Heishui River in our Zhoucheng city, someone committed suicide by jumping into the river. A young man rescued the person. But when the man woke up, he insisted on saying that it was the young man who pushed him into the river, and even followed him.
The young man wants treatment fees and is still in a lawsuit!"
…
As soon as Yang Chen got out of the car, he heard the comments of the onlookers.
More than ten people gathered around an old man who was sick, but no one came to rescue him. No one even called the emergency phone.
When Yang Chen was in the car, he saw that the old man was breathing very hard, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he had obvious symptoms of hypoxia.
Yang Chen didn't hesitate at all, and immediately stepped forward, preparing to rescue.
Just when he was about to rescue him, a middle-aged uncle suddenly grabbed his arm: "Young man, don't be impulsive! Acting as a hero will bring you trouble. This old man is pretending at first glance.
"
"Get out of the way!"
Yang Chen frowned, shouted angrily, and broke away from the middle-aged uncle's hand.
"Oh! Why don't you know what's good and what's evil, that little brat?"
Being scolded by Yang Chen in public, the middle-aged uncle looked dissatisfied.
"There are too many young people like this, so some bad old people are given a chance to get involved."
"That's right, those who touch porcelain are all spoiled."
People around him also accused Yang Chen, as if he was doing something bad.
After all, Yang Chen came from a military background, and some simple symptoms can still be seen.
This old man is obviously suffering from a heart attack. Even if he waits for the ambulance to arrive, it may be too late. He must be rescued immediately.
Under normal circumstances, people with heart disease will carry special medicine with them.
Sure enough, Yang Chen found a ceramic bottle in the old man's coat pocket, which was the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill.
He quickly gave the old man a few pills, and while helping him to breathe, he dialed 120 to explain the situation.
After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his face softened a bit, and his originally purple lips became much rosier.
"This old man seems to be really sick!"
"Could it be said that he is not a porcelain person?"
"It seems that we made a mistake and almost lost a life!"
Seeing the obvious improvement in the complexion on the old man's face, the onlookers finally realized that the old man was really ill.
Yang Chen stood up at this time, glanced at everyone, and said loudly: "There are indeed bad people in this world, but they are only a few. If each of us does not dare to help because we are afraid of being attacked, what will happen?
How many people have died because they delayed treatment?"
After the words fell, he turned and left.
The onlookers were all ashamed and looked at Yang Chen driving away with admiration.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
As soon as Yang Chen left, a black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped on the side of the road. A young and beautiful girl got out of the car and rushed to the old man, her face full of worry.
The old man shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, grandpa is fine. If it hadn't been for that young man just now, I'm afraid grandpa would have really lost his life here!"
Then he said: "Tell someone to prepare 10 million and send it to that young man!"
"Yes, Master!"
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie beside him immediately responded.
Those onlookers just now were all shocked.
Thinking about the young man who just used the old man's medicine and gave it to the old man, he could get 10 million yuan as a thank you, many people felt regretful.
Yang Chen didn't know that because of his little effort, he could actually earn 10 million.
Even if he knew it, he wouldn't have any reaction. With his current financial resources, which is only 10 million, it doesn't even count as pocket money.