Perfumer of the Republic of China

At this moment, a pale woman was lying on a makeshift hospital bed in the mission hospital.

The doctor was explaining to Wang Lei in broken Chinese: "The liver and ascites must be operated on as soon as possible, and the disease is still getting worse..."

Wang Lei clenched his fists and stared blankly at the weak woman on the bed. There was a man standing behind him.

The man said softly: "Brother Wang, it's time to go, don't keep the Young Master waiting too long."

Wang Lei's face was terribly gloomy, he turned around, stared at the man for a long time, and finally hit the wall with his fist.

When Wang Lei arrived at the Polly Boxing Arena, he saw Zheng Huai standing on the stage wearing gloves.

Zheng Huai punched the sandbag quickly and finally hit it accurately.The moment the sweat dripped on the sandbag, Wang Lei couldn't help clenching his fists.

After a while, Zheng Huai stepped over the guardrail to the rest chair, and several people surrounded him immediately, fanning and massaging him.

"Young master." Wang Lei walked over and shouted with his head down, unable to see the expression on his face.

"Well, you've done a good job. Now Dafeng's stock price is obviously declining. They are in the open, and we are in the dark, so that the reputation of Dafeng will be ruined without anyone noticing."

"Young master, my mother's illness."

"Ok?"

"Her liver and ascites are getting worse, and the doctor suggested immediate surgery."

Zheng Huai played with the wrench in his hand: "Then do it."

"I need that money."

Zheng Huai raised his brows in surprise: "Didn't it be agreed earlier that you will finish the ticket for me, and I will pay you the money in one go."

"But...my mother's illness can't be delayed any longer."

Zheng Huai looked at the young man with his head down, and snorted softly: "I don't care about it, you can borrow money, and pay it back when you get paid."

"But!" Wang Lei suddenly raised his head with red eyes.

"It's nothing but, your mother's illness is hanging by medicine, instead of begging me here, you should think about how to get the things!"

After a long time, Wang Lei suppressed the emotion in his tone and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want me to do this time?"

"Dafeng made a financial accounting statement, which was made by Qin Feixiang. I want that accounting statement."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Huai looked at Wang Lei: "I promise you, this is the last time, as long as you show me the accounting sheet, I will give you life-saving money immediately."

Wang Lei's lips moved, looking at Zheng Huai who stepped into the boxing ring again, he still didn't say anything in the end.

When Wang Lei returned to the hospital in a daze, he saw that the hospital bed that had been parked in the aisle was empty.

At that moment, he seemed to have been hit with a stick from the top of the sky, and his whole body felt cold.

He frantically grabbed the passing nurse: "Where is the person? Where is the person on this hospital bed?"

The nurse was taken aback by the person who came out suddenly, and after a long time she said: "Someone has gone through the admission procedures for the patient in this bed. If I remember correctly, the patient is..." Immediately, the nurse became vigilant, " Who are you, what do you do with a patient?!"

Wang Lei was completely dumbfounded, and he muttered: "This is impossible."

Hearing the nurse's question, he suddenly became emotional: "Is the patient on this bed named Bai Fangfang? I am her son!"

The nurse was taken aback by his aura, and after confirming his identity, he carefully led him to the door of the ward, and specifically told him: "The patient needs to rest, and must not be emotional."

Wang Lei walked into the ward, only to see a person standing in the ward.

"Xiao Chen, why is it you?" Wang Lei asked in surprise.

"Brother Wang, I told the general manager about my aunt's condition, and he told me to come to the hospital to have a look. He also said that I could help if there is anything I can do. I just helped my aunt through the admission procedures."

Wang Lei was silent. He looked at his dying mother on the hospital bed, and the eyes of the 1.8-meter man were red again: "Thank you!"

Xiao Chen spoke carefully: "Brother Wang, don't blame me for talking too much. I just heard that my aunt's operation needs money. You are the special assistant of the general manager. If you have any difficulties, you can ask the general manager. He may help you." .”

Wang Lei lowered his head and said nothing.

Xiao Chen said again: "If this disease is cured, how much will it cost?"

Wang Lei compared a number with his hands, and Xiao Chen couldn't even close his mouth: "So many?"

"The church hospital has newly introduced a set of equipment, and the personnel are also professional, but even so, there is no guarantee that the operation will be 100% successful."

Xiao Chen murmured: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Wang Lei snorted and said, "Not everyone has the opportunity to try it. It is obviously a poor man's life, but he has this money-burning wealth disease."

Xiao Chen felt very sad when he heard it, and wiped his face: "Brother Wang, how about I ask the manager for you?"

Suddenly, the person lying on the bed was speaking vaguely.

Xiao Chen suddenly woke up: "Brother Wang, Auntie has something to tell you."

Wang Lei walked over quickly and found his mother muttering something.

He leaned down and listened carefully, but he couldn't hear it very clearly, he could only vaguely hear the words "See... Third Master Qin".

It was precisely these four words that made Wang Lei's heart tremble.

He looked at Xiao Chen: "I'll talk to the general manager personally about this matter."

When Wang Lei saw Qin Feiran again, he was still in the familiar general manager's office.

Qin Feiran was in a meeting and asked Wang Lei to wait for him in the office.

Wang Lei stood in the empty office area, looking at the neat documents on the mahogany desk, his heart beat faster and faster.

He walked towards the file step by step.

Qin Feiran is very organized, every document is labeled, as long as you look for it carefully, you can find it quickly.

Wang Lei fell into a spell, and for a while, Zheng Huai's smile appeared in his mind - "As long as you get the accounting form, I will pay you the remuneration in one go." For a while, it was Xiao Chen's voice and face - " You are the special assistant of the general manager, if you have difficulties, you can speak to the general manager, and he may help you."

The two pictures were of heaven and man fighting, and just as Wang Lei stretched out his hand to the pile of documents, there was a sudden sound from the door of the room.

In an instant, he withdrew his hand, and immediately turned into the rigorous Wang Tezhu.

Qin Feiran walked in, he looked at Wang Lei heavily, and said for a while, "Sit down."

Wang Lei had half of his butt against the chair, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"I heard that your mother is seriously ill?" Qin Feiran didn't seem to notice Wang Lei's strangeness, he poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Wang Lei.

"Yes... yes." Wang Lei's lips trembled.

"need a lot of money?"

"Yes."

"Has the money been raised?"

"No."

Every time Qin Feiran asked a question, Wang Lei's voice lowered.

"How much money do you need?" Perhaps this question was too sensitive, directly hitting Wang Lei's already overwhelmed nerves.

Wang Lei suddenly pulled out a very weird smile: "So what if I got it? So what if I didn't get it? Could it be that you can still pay for me?"

Qin Feiran looked at his sneer, which was uglier than crying, and said seriously, "I can help you."

Wang Lei had prepared a lot of sad words, but he stopped because of Qin Feiran's words. He asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"I can pay this money, but this money is not given to you for free. You are an employee of Dafeng, and the special assistant works very hard. I will give you a salary increase. In addition, Dafeng's insurance company will pay for the employees' families. The critical illness insurance provided is enough to cover this cost. The serious illness insurance started from your mother as a pilot, but you need to pay for the insurance premium yourself, so you don’t have to worry, the insurance premium is within your ability.”

Wang Lei was completely stunned.

He didn't expect that Qin Feiran could solve the matter so easily when it seemed to him that the sky was about to collapse.

At that moment, Wang Lei had mixed feelings in his heart, and he remembered the honorific name that his mother had been talking about all the year round.

When he raised his head again, the Iron Man had tears in his eyes: "Third Master, if you knew who my mother is, maybe you wouldn't say such things."

Qin Feiran frowned and said, "What do you mean?" He was keenly aware of the change in Wang Lei's address to him.

Not the general manager, but the third master.

In my impression, only when he was the third master of the Qin family, would someone call him that.

Wang Lei's mother?Qin Feiran thought about it, but still had no idea.

Immediately, he heard Wang Lei say: "Third Master, my mother's wish when she is awake is to see you."

Qin Feiran's confusion was completely resolved when he arrived at the hospital and saw the person on the bed.

Memories flooded into his mind like a flood, he really did not expect that Wang Lei's mother would be Aunt Fang.

Aunt Fang, the hardworking and capable maid who cooks well.

However, he was expelled from Qin Feiran's mansion because he planted the tripterygium vine in the snuff bottle and disclosed Qin Feiran's whereabouts without authorization.

When he saw Aunt Fang lying on the bed, Qin Feiran really felt that the world was much smaller than they imagined, and after going around a lot, they still saw their old friends.

Wang Lei stood vigilantly by the bed, his eyes carefully fixed on Qin Feiran.

But Qin Feiran sat down on a chair beside him and asked, "Are you Aunt Fang's son?"

Wang Lei lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Qin Feiran's tone suddenly became severe: "Who are you working for? Zheng Huai?"

At that moment, the surprise in Wang Lei's eyes could not escape his eyes.

Qin Feiran sighed deeply: "It really is Zheng Huai."

"Tell me, what have you all done for him? Since it started when I was in the Qin family, everything must be indispensable. "

Wang Lei's lips trembled, and he could feel his heart beating violently, about to jump out of his chest.

Under Qin Feiran's gaze, he let out a long sigh and was finally defeated.

"Actually, the origin of this series of events dates back to two years ago."

"You must also know that the young master is the godson adopted by the master in Haocheng. At that time, the master was alone all the year round, and he didn't even have a woman by his side, only Zheng Huai. Picked up, he is clever, and hit it off with the head of the family, so he recognized his godson under the witness of a group of brothers."