Xiao Xiao has been by Ye'er's side to take care of her, and the little liar's perception of her has changed a lot.
Xiao Xiao is no longer the Xiao Xiao she used to be. After experiencing so many things, the frivolous air in her body has disappeared. She talks less and has become more stable and restrained, no longer trying to express herself.
"Director Li, the newspapers are still talking about you." Xiao Xiao was reading the newspaper to Ye'er.
In the past three days, everything that happened to people in the water town wasted a lot of space and prime time from Shanghai's major media. Winter is the time for snakes to hibernate, but when Mr. Tian was at his most prosperous, the snakes caused trouble, and they couldn't do it.
Don't let people think about it.
The footage of a group of snakes surrounding Tian Xuyang, Zhu Tong, Ms. Ichi Yukimi and Nomura Hanahai was broadcast many times by various TV channels. I heard that the reporter who took the risk to take this precious shot was bitten by a poisonous snake, but he died.
A big bonus.
"Is there any news about Mr. Tian?" Zhu Tong doesn't care about the gossip about the miracle doctor Li Xiang and Miss Jingchi Xuemei. What he wants to know most is the news about Mr. Tian. Tian Xuyang is not at the Ocean Hospital.
"Yes, there is a small piece of news in the financial section; the head of the Xuyang Department suffered a mental disorder and was hospitalized for treatment. The title of the social section is: Billionaires were besieged by snakes and eventually went crazy!"
Xiao Xiao folded the two pages and handed them over. Zhu Tong glanced at them and saw that the news on the social page was also accompanied by photos.
Tian Xuyang had a dull expression on his face, drool oozed from the corner of his mouth, and was tied to a hospital bed in a hospital gown; the background was the door of the mental hospital. The article borrowed the perspective of the neurologist who treated him, saying that Tian Xuyang belonged to
Acute neurological disease, the possibility of complete recovery is very small.
Of course, some experts pointed out that Mr. Tian may be able to recover 80% after receiving a period of treatment.
The little liar carefully looked at Tian Xuyang in the newspaper and judged whether he was really pretending to be crazy.
Liu Yilan brought Liu Manxiang to the hospital yesterday. She said she was looking for Director Li for a follow-up consultation and revealed a lot of inside information to Zhu Tong. Inviting the consul and Senator Lehman of the U.S. Consulate in Shanghai, it can be said that Mr. Tian’s last connections and connections were exhausted.
Strength, people of their status cannot support him for the second time. The accident caused by the snakes was a fatal blow to Tian Xuyang; even if he did not go crazy, he would not be able to make a comeback.
Zhu Tong has been recalling the scene for the past two days, and his reason told him that Mr. Tian did become a madman under the sudden blow and psychological suggestion. However, his keen intuition always felt that people like Mr. Tian would not be so easy.
Fallen. The little liar is accustomed to observing one thing from multiple angles. He put himself in Tian Xuyang's position and thought about it again and again. He found that the best way to avoid complete failure was to pretend to be crazy.
It is impossible for a lunatic to accept the trial of the law, nor will he be called for interrogation by relevant parties. In this way, while Mr. Tian is taking refuge, he at least protects a large number of people behind him and around him from being implicated, and also provides opportunities for Xuyang Group and
Fuhua Shipbuilding left a chaotic situation.
Zhu Tong held Ye'er's little hand and thought about something. The head nurse opened the door and came in. He said that a patient came to seek medical treatment and asked Director Li to be the attending physician.
"Who is it?" Zhu Tong couldn't act too arrogant in front of Ye'er, so he asked with a smile.
Most people are blocked in the outpatient clinic. The doctors at Ocean Hospital all know that Director Li will not accept any patient easily, and those who can come in must be someone with a good background.
"Mr. Smith, he is sick again." The head nurse handed over a business card, and it turned out to be Smith.
"I'm going to take a look." Zhu Tong said goodbye to Ye'er gently and followed the head nurse out of the ward.
"Ye'er, you are so lucky." Xiao Xiao said enviously as soon as the door closed.
"Really?" A bitter smile appeared on Ye'er's face, and the tenderness and happiness on her face just now disappeared.
"There is news on the Internet that Director Li is likely to leave the hospital. You know, some people have analyzed that he will be the key figure in determining the fate of Fuhua Shipbuilding. The predictions of that website have always been accurate, Ye'er, you are going to get rich. They think
: Mr. Tian went crazy and was hospitalized. The government will not watch as Fuhua Shipbuilding is likely to collapse. However, the share structure of Fuhua Shipbuilding is very complicated. A well-informed person analyzed that there were two uncertain factors in Fuhua Shipbuilding in the past. The Jingchi Consortium and the
Australia's MTK Shipping Company; now increased to three; uncertain factors within the Xuyang Group are more worthy of attention. Although MTK Shipping Company has acquired the shipyard of the Jingchi Consortium, the Jingchi Consortium has not completely transferred the core technology of the shipyard
, Therefore, the biggest variable is the attitude of the Jingchi Consortium. If they withdraw, the government will not support this project, and Fuhua Shipbuilding can declare a bankruptcy. Director Li is the most suitable candidate now. He and Miss Jingchi Xuemei
We have a good personal relationship. Mr. Smith is the controlling shareholder of MTK Shipping Company and a patient of Director Li. He is qualified to come forward to sort out the current situation.
"Some people here say that Director Li has immediately cleared his personal account in the stock market just because... Ye'er, you seem unhappy." Xiao Xiao continued to gossip and saw Ye'er's carelessness;
"Are you afraid that Director Li will change his mind? He already has fifteen million. It's so stupid. He started to rise sharply as soon as he sold it."
"Why should I be afraid that he will change his mind?" Ye'er rested his arm on his arm and looked at her quietly, showing no expression when he spoke.
"Some people here say that if Director Li can help Fuhua Shipbuilding succeed, various parties will definitely give him some options. Fuhua Shipbuilding has invested tens of billions and has tens of billions of assets. Even if he only gets 1%, he is still a billionaire.
Already."
"Xiao Xiao, do you think men will become bad if they have money?" Ye'er asked calmly.
"That's what everyone says."
"Li Xiang doesn't think so. If he wants to become bad, he will always have a chance. Xiao Xiao, most men are like that. They are model husbands when they have no money. Once they have money, they will indulge their desires. But Li Xiang is not like that.
people."
Xiao Xiao nodded in understanding and asked again: "Director Li is a good person, why are you unhappy?"
"I don't know." Ye'er buried her face in the pillow, and Xiao Xiao only heard a few vague fragments; "...There are very few good men, and there are also very few bad men... The scary thing is..."
Ye'er knew that it was Wang Xiangjie's person who released the news on that website. This was a tentative balloon, which could also be said to say hello to all parties in advance. Li Xiang would almost certainly join Fuhua Shipbuilding. According to work procedures, before releasing the news
, Wang Xiangjian should have exchanged opinions with Li Xiang.
It's good news for any woman, but Ye'er just can't be happy.
She hated this feeling and the doubts in her heart; she hoped that Li Xiang could give her a perfect explanation.
But so far, both she and Li Xiang have chosen to escape.
Zhu Tong once again stood in front of Smith's bed, waving his hand for the head nurse to step back, and also asked the bodyguard beside Smith to step back outside.
"Mr. Smith, I said you would come and beg me to treat you. I believe you still remember my conditions."
Smith was very cooperative and nodded repeatedly: "Of course you remember, I always respect other people's work. You just need to tell me a number, and I can transfer it to your account right away."
"What if I don't want the money?" Zhu Tong tapped Smith's lower body with a probe.
"As long as you think it's suitable, I agree to any conditions. Hmm." Smith uttered.
He has been addicted to alcohol recently, and his lower body has become abnormally wet, which has severely damaged a man's self-confidence.
"Really?" the little liar prodded Smith; "If I want your life."
"No, no, no! That's unacceptable. Oh! Ah! Uh." Smith endured the rising excitement and excitedly discovered that he was a man again.
He didn't dare to laugh, and looked at Zhu Tong pitifully: "Mr. Li, stop joking, I'm here to clear up the misunderstanding."
The butterfly gu on Smith's body did not attack at all. Zhu Tong knew that he was here to seek compromise, but he still could not restrain himself from torturing him.
"I have always been puzzled, Mr. Smith, why did you kill me six months ago? Miss Jingchi Xuemei said that you gave those bullets to the killer."
"That was an accident." Smith argued nervously. This was no joke. If you were not careful, your life could really end up happening. "As me, I really don't want Miss Jingchi Xuemei to be controlled by others. But I didn't see it at all.
I passed the killer and I don’t know where those bullets came from.”
"Really? Someone must be lying. Who should I believe? You, or Miss Xuemei? Now it seems that Miss Xuemei really wants to save my life, and you..."
"Everything I said is true, swear to God. The damn Japanese will never believe a foreigner. I don't even know who the executor is. Ugh! Ahhh!" Smith squirted through his pants, half of it
He was scared, and the other half didn't know why.
"You must know something, right?" Zhu Tong dropped the probe in disgust and opened the window to let in fresh air.
"I only know that Mr. Matsui Heishi was in Kyoto at that time." Smith gasped.
The little liar thought carefully about his several contacts with Matsui Heishi and found that he could not guess what this person was thinking.
"Why can't we be friends? Mr. Li, I need your friendship." Smith looked at Zhu Tong helplessly. He really needed to reconcile with this annoying doctor. Karl has confirmed that Li Xiang will enter Fuhua Shipbuilding. In order to
Before interests and cooperation can be achieved, past grievances must be eliminated first. Smith was authorized to use a maximum amount of no more than 10 million U.S. dollars to purchase friendship, but he did not expect that he would not ask for the money.
"Is there possible friendship between us?" Zhu Tong had a mocking smile on his lips; "Maybe you want me to offer a price, which may be useful to others, but not to me. I don't think we can be friends.
Many reasons. Friendship needs a good foundation, and now, you are my patient. I'm sorry, this is not a matter of tolerance or intolerance,"
Smith's face turned pale. He wanted to say something, but Director Li had already left the ward.
"He's a lunatic." Smith roared angrily.
He had no idea what the hateful Director Li was thinking or what he would do next.