When a person's anger reaches its peak and has nowhere to vent, the people or things around him become the target of his venting.
The coffee table, wine bottle, cup, TV -- in the private room, any thing that could be smashed was completely smashed by the king. The waiter and the boss of the bar had long heard the abnormal movements in the private room. But knowing that the queen is inside, she didn't dare to come in to stop her. She could only let him vent her anger.
"Brother Wang, don't smash it. Sit down and have a glass of wine to calm down." Zheng Xiao called the waiter and asked for another bottle of red wine and a few glasses before he pulled the angry King of Kings and sat down. He said, "It's just a failure. We're still sitting here and looking for an opportunity to get the venue back."
"This is not a question of whether to fail or not." The king of kings angrily picked up the wine glass, drank all the wine inside in one sip, and said. "I am his biological son. He doesn't believe me. He even told me to take care of myself.- ---Hmph. The old guy is getting older and he has become more careful in his work. He actually told me not to implicate the Wang family."
"Brother Wang, please calm down." Zheng Xiao smiled and said. "Look at what we should do next. Yan Murong has solved the problem in the hospital. What should we do next?"
"Solve. Humph. I don't believe that he can solve it so smoothly this time." Wang Zhongwang said with a sneer. "The day after tomorrow is October 1st. Someone in Yanjing will come to Hong Kong for inspection. I heard that there is one of them surnamed Yan. The boy's father."
When Zheng Xiao heard the words of the king and combined with his fierce eyes, he was shocked.
"Brother Wang, calm down. He is the secretary and member of the Standing Committee of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. He will attack him. I won't talk about whether there is a chance. Even if it succeeds, then we will be done."
"You are scared." The king of kings said coldly. "Don't forget. Your elder brother, your second brother, your grandfather's death all has something to do with him. You don't want to take revenge."
"I-----"
Zheng Xiao was a little hesitant. Although he was a little dandy, he was just too smart when doing things. But he was not stupid. He was not as angry and impulsive as the king of kings now. Naturally, he would consider the consequences of doing so.
"Brother Wang. Why don't we discuss it with Mr. Ye." Zheng Xiao suggested.
"Yes, Brother Wang. Let's discuss it with Mr. Ye." Richard also interrupted. "Didn't he say that? He only has the interests and can give him enough benefits. He can do anything."
Among the three, the one who is most worried is not Zheng Xiao, but Richard.
He is now a fake young master. Compared with King Zhongwang and Zheng Xiao, he is at best just running errands. If this kind of thing is really done, no matter what the outcome of King Zhongwang and Zheng Xiao will be. Then the first move will be to resist It must be him who thunders.
After the change of ownership of Ruiying Group, Richard completely realized this feeling. Some friends who used to revolve around him were respectful to him on the surface, but he could feel these things. People are gradually alienating him.
"Ye Lanjun." The king of kings sneered. "I'm going to discuss it with him. That won't work."
"Why?" Zheng Xiao asked in confusion.
"Because I don't believe him." said the king. "I can't see through Ye Lanjun. However, this kind of person who is for the sake of interests is the most difficult to master----- we gave him benefits. He will help us Doing things, but if others give him greater benefits, he may not say that he will bite us back."
"It probably won't be." Zheng Xiao hesitated for a moment and said. "He has a lot of grudge against Yan Murong. I guess he won't have any contact with Yan Murong."
"No, hehe. This is not accurate." said the king of kings. "Didn't you find out? Since we came to him, he has never mentioned the idea of seeking revenge on Yan Murong. What does this mean?- ----I said. People who are for the sake of their interests are the most difficult to master. If Yan Murong gave him great benefits, I really can't tell whether he would bite us back."
"But ------the upper party won't agree to you doing this."
"The superior will agree." said the king of kings. "Did you forget that the superior said, at all costs?"
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In the evening, Yan Murong was sitting in the living room watching TV. Teng Xiangling and Han Xiang walked in together.
"Oh, Xiao Xiangxiang, a rare guest." Yan Murong looked at Han Xiang jokingly. "I think I haven't seen you come back so early for a long time."
"You're so embarrassed to talk to others." Teng Xiangling gave Yan Murong a look without waiting for Han Xiang to speak. "After calculating, you, the boss, are the most leisurely. We all work for you. It's really true. I don’t feel pain when I stand and talk.”
"That's it. Brother Yan, you are the most leisurely." Han Xiangjiao smiled and agreed.
"Okay. I'm still burning my body." Yan Murong said with a laugh and cry. "I'm even idle. I won't be idle for a few days. I'll be back to Yanjing to attend the traditional Chinese medicine conference in a while. I don't know that those guys will do it again What troubles are happening?"
"Do you want me to go back with you?" Teng Xiangling asked.
"No need." Yan Murong shook his head. "When the time comes, Huacuo will go back with me-----The Hua family is one of the three major traditional Chinese medicine families. If Huacuo doesn't go back, it's a bit unreasonable."
Teng Xiangling nodded. Suddenly thought of something and asked. "Do you think they will re-elect the president of the Chinese Medical Union this time?"
"This is for sure." Yan Murong said. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be willing to make fun of those old men."
"You want to be the president."
"Why not do it?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "The loneliness of traditional Chinese medicine is inseparable from the rapid development of Western medicine. Of course, the most important reason is personal reasons--even Chinese people don't believe it. Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, let alone let it grow and grow. So, I have to become this president."
"What are you going to do?" Teng Xiangling asked.
"Reform." Yan Murong said seriously. "To develop, reform must be made."
"I have an idea."
"Not yet." Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "The solution is something that people think about. No now does not mean there is no in the future-------just. You two are back. Give me an idea."
"Oh, Yan Murong. You can really squeeze us." Teng Xiangling immediately complained. "Outside. You squeezed our physical strength. When you go home, you still have to squeeze our mental strength. Do you dare to be lazy? Is it?"
"This is not called laziness." Yan Murong said seriously. "This is called to give full play to his talents. Look. I am a doctor. I am responsible for treating the disease. The nurse is responsible for helping you. You are now the role of a nurse. If the doctor takes care of everything, he will be responsible for everything. .What do you want a nurse?"
"False truth." Teng Xiangling said with a sneer.
"Existence is reasonable." Yan Murong smiled. "Otherwise you are still living in this world. That's ignorant."