C118 Wan Changjiang's Despair

After Flat-Headed Man left, Gou Dai lowered his voice and asked: "Second Young Master, what do we do now?"

"What should we do?"

Zhang Ziliang looked at him coldly, and said snappily: "You bastard, go kill Ye Chen."

"I …"

Gou Dai could not help but recall the scene of himself being trampled on by Ye Chen. He was so scared that his entire body shivered and he shook his head continuously, "That grandson is too powerful, I can't win against him."

"Useless! I spent so much money and now I'm riding on a horse to feed a pig?"

Zhang Ziliang scolded, the woman beneath him was gasping for breath.

Gou Dai was obedient, and didn't dare to speak up.

"Find an investigation company and investigate Ye Chen thoroughly for this daddy. The more detailed the better." Zhang Ziliang paused for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Next, I'll be waiting for my Heavenly Beauty Group to go bankrupt. I really want to see what else that bitch Lu Xueqi can do."

"The Second Young Master is wise."

Gou Dai then smacked towards him.

"Brilliant, you're f * cking wise, why aren't you stepping on your horse and quickly leaving? Do you like to watch the sound of bangs?" Zhang Ziliang berated.

Gou Dai did not even dare to take a deep breath as he bowed and left the room.

...

At eleven o'clock in the evening, lights were still on in the office of the chairman of Wancheng Real Estate Group.

This is very rare.

Wan Changjiang, the chairman, normally paid great attention to health care. He would definitely leave the group before 9 PM and go to sleep before 11 PM. This was something that everyone in the group knew.

Because of this, many people admire the chairman of the board

"Chairman, the chairman of Zhang's Group has already sent his subordinates to deliver the contract, as long as you sign the contract, it will take effect immediately." The secretary's voice came through the intercom.

Contract?

Wan Changjiang who was lying on the boss's chair and holding a bottle of wine in one hand suddenly laughed out loud, then roared: "Don't bother me with this sort of thing, inform the people below you."

"Yes …" I'll do it. "

Startled, the secretary quickly hung up.

She didn't understand what was going on with the usually amiable chairman today, why was he so angry, and why … There was also a strong smell of alcohol coming from the office.

She had been Wan Changjiang's secretary for many years, but she had never seen the chairman drink.

What had the chairman suffered today?

"Whap."

The bottle in his hand fell to the ground, causing Wan Changjiang who was half drunk to suddenly open his eyes.

He forced himself to sit up and accidentally kicked the wine bottle beside him to the ground. He looked down and smiled bitterly, "So, you've already drank so much. Tsk tsk, this wine really isn't bad …"

At his feet were two or three empty bottles.

Wan Changjiang stood up, walked unsteadily to the wine shelf, and casually took out a bottle of red wine.

He had persisted in not drinking for more than ten years, but he still had the habit of collecting wine. Thus, he had collected a lot of good wine.

Ding ding ding …

The cell phone in his pocket rang.

It was his private number, known only to his family.

"Old woman, what's the matter?" Wan Changjiang picked up the phone, talking while hiccuping.

"Old Wan, the report from the hospital has arrived home, this... This... Appraisal report says... They say that you have an accumulation of vital energy and blood and a hematoma in your brain, but it is not recommended for you to have an operation to treat it. It is... What Is... "What do you mean?"

By the end of his speech, Wan Changjiang's wife had already reached the end of her speech.

She was truly frightened.

"You can look at the next page. There's another doctor's diagnosis." Wan Changjiang opened the bottle of wine and poured a full cup into his cup, then gulped down a large mouthful as he said while smiling bitterly.

If the drinkers had seen him drinking like this, they would have shouted that it was a waste.

"Blood vitality is accumulating in my body, the cause of the hematoma in my brain is unknown, my heart is deficient in blood supply, and I can die at any time. Without any effective treatment, it is recommended that I treat them conservatively."

When Miao Qin saw this line of words, she was immediately dumbstruck.

"Old Wan, what's going on? You don't usually touch alcohol, and you have quit smoking for more than ten years. You usually even focus on keeping your health, why … How can this be? "

Miao Qin shouted.

"I'd like to know why even if I set foot on my horse …"

Wan Changjiang shouted, and laughed miserably.

A man who could die at any moment, and paid attention to his drinking methods, all he wanted now was to anesthetize himself with alcohol.

That day, when Ye Chen said that he was not far from death, he did not take it seriously at the time. However, after a day, he went to the hospital for a full body check-up.

As it turned out, what that young man said was correct. He was truly not far from death.

He had a hundred million yuan and was a successful businessman admired by countless people. He could have enjoyed a life of wine and meat, but he didn't. While the other bosses drank and smoked and played with women, he quit smoking and drinking and drinking tea and taking care of his health.

He was a man who cared about his life. He didn't want to die that early.

However, the heavens had played a huge joke on him. Those who acted recklessly were still alive and well, and he could die suddenly at any moment.

What made him most desperate was that even the famous' genius doctor 'in the capital was helpless against it, saying that he needed time to study the illness and ask him to go home and treat it conservatively.

"Fuck the conservative treatment, isn't that the same as making laozi wait for death at home?"

Wan Changjiang scolded.

Since he would die sooner or later, why would he need to exercise his body and temper his mind? He could do whatever he liked and do what he had not enjoyed before.

...

Early in the morning, at one o'clock.

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes. Within the darkness, his eyes were especially bright as he gently opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of turbid air.

The few cycles of the 'Clear Heart Formula' had ended, and all the Gaseous Sensation that had lost today had been replenished.

"The circulation is getting faster and faster, I'm afraid I'm about to break through."

he muttered.

However, he did not care too much about it. From his point of view, the Clear Heart Formula was just a cultivation method.

Dong dong dong …

His ears twitched and someone came down the stairs.

"Who's down so late?"

Ye Chen muttered as he got off the bed and walked to the door.

He opened the door and met up with Lu Xueqi.

Therefore, when Lu Xueqi wore it, it was very cool. A white nightgown, which relied only on the belt in the middle, could be seen walking with two long legs faintly appearing and disappearing, which was exceptionally seductive.

Although the nightgown was loose, it still could not cover Lu Xueqi's graceful body.

How could he be described as a peerless talent?

Lu Xueqi glanced at him, then turned and walked to the tea table, holding a bottle of red wine in her hands.

"Don't just stand there. Come over and drink with me."

Lu Xueqi's clear and cold voice sounded beside her ears.

Ye Chen thought that he had heard wrongly. Was Lu Xueqi inviting him to drink?

Could it be …

Didn't you have enough of the 'lesson' from before?

Or rather, she wanted to have another try.