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Duan Ruting punched Kuangzheng, and Kuangzheng endured it. After all, Mr. Duan suffered from the illness by his side, and he could understand.

There is no professional medical equipment in Aiyinyuan, only a temporarily remodeled nursing room and a medical team of 16 people. Ying Xiaonong made a decisive decision to send the old man to the hospital.

I went to a private hospital. Canadian Jinjiafeng is good at treating cancer and geriatric diseases. After being admitted to the hospital for an examination, it was only a secondary pain symptom of lung cancer. He was given an injection of pethidine, and the old man fell asleep in pain.

Kuang Zheng didn't leave, but followed the whole process, Duan's family was divided into several groups, Duan Zhao and Duan Xiaojun were guarding in the ward, Duan Ruting was in the lounge outside the ward, Ying Xiaonong accompanied Kuang Zheng in the outermost living room.

The night was very quiet, the smell of disinfectant mixed with the scent of lavender to help sleep, Kuang was dealing with it all night on the sofa, and the next morning, he opened his eyes amidst the noisy human voices.

There were five people standing in the living room, all of them were of a certain age, well-dressed and looked like directors of the group, one of them held Ying Xiaonong's shoulder and said excitedly: "Xiao Duo, you are finally back!"

Ying Xiaonong called him "Uncle Zou", and several other uncles talked in a low voice for a while, and entered the ward together.

Kuang Zheng rubbed his face and stood up. Just after tidying up his suit, another group of visiting people came. This group of people is relatively young, at most 50 to [-] years old. They should be young and strong in the management team. come out.

They greeted him immediately: "Mr. Duan!"

Duan Ruting raised his hand: "The old guys are here."

Those people looked at each other and lowered their voices: "How is the old man?"

"It's getting worse."

"I heard... the young master is back?"

Duan Ruting immediately glanced at Kuang Zheng, and those people immediately fell silent.

Kuang Zheng brushed his hair, wanted to go out to smoke a cigarette, at this time Ying Xiaonong accompanied Uncle Zou and the others, a group of old and a group of young met in the square inch in front of them.

There was a short silence in the living room, and then, the young and strong faction greeted first: "Zou Dong, Liu Dong, Wang Dong!"

The old guys nodded and responded gently: "It's all here."

"Come and see the old man."

"We just watched it," said Uncle Zou. "The old man got an injection and fell asleep. Go back."

This was the order to evict the guests from Yue Zu's behalf, and the young and strong faction didn't buy it, they all looked at Duan Ruting.

Duan Ruting chuckled: "I'm asleep." She gave the old guys some face, but said, "I'll call you when I wake up."

In this situation, Kuang Zheng could clearly see that the problems of the Duan family were not just problems among the juniors. Uncle Zou's words "Xiaoduo, you are finally back" were behind the elders' dissatisfaction with the young faction's long-term power. If the family really fights, Ying Xiaonong and Duan Ruting are just two banners, each with its own interest groups fanning the flames.

Whether it is the elders or the young faction, their goals cannot be consistent with those of the Duan family. This is a powerful centrifugal force for the unity of the family.

Kuang Zheng's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was Bai Yinwu: "Hello, Lao Bai!"

"You boy," Bai Yinwu's voice was brisk, "you didn't come to have a fight with me after you did such a big thing!"

He was referring to Pink Chicken becoming a blockbuster and Wanrong Zhenhui ranking among the top private banks. These are the two medals inlaid on Kuangzheng's name, and no one can take them away: "Think about it, I'm afraid you will hurt me."

"Where is it?" Bai Yinwu asked.

"In the hospital," Kuang Zheng turned his back, "my friend's father is hospitalized."

When mentioning the hospital, Bai Yinwu suddenly fell silent.

Kuang Zheng frowned: "Old Bai?"

"If you are free," said the other side, "come to my place."

Bai Yinwu looked for him, but Kuang Zheng didn't say anything: "Let's go now."

He said hello to Ying Xiaonong, and drove from Jinjiaofeng to Financial Street. From a distance, he saw the Wanrong Twin Stars standing tall. He used to be a nail, a gear, and an ant in it. , it was Bai Yinwu's arrangement that made him embark on the road of fighting to the death and living to death.

Walking into the west building, all eyes were on him, those who knew him or not, excitedly shouted "Mr. Kuang", he passed through these admirers, took the elevator to the 62nd floor, knocked on Bai Yinwu's door, raised his head Chest go in.

It was still the bright office, filled with the rich aroma of wine, the moment he saw Bai Yinwu, Kuang Zheng was stunned.

"Old Bai?" The man lost weight, not three or five catties, but abnormally rapid weight loss, Kuangzheng stared at him, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's good," Bai Yinwu prepared wine for him as usual, but this time, he took out his own collection, the 1900 Chateau Margaux, which was bought at a huge price, and Kuangzheng always clamored to drink it before. He never gave it, "There are too many bad things here in the West Building, you see that I am tired."

Kuang Zheng was dubious and sat down on the sofa.

"You've done a great job," Bai Yinwu handed him the wine, "It's shocking to the top, they bother me, but my apprentice impresses them!"

Kuang Zheng was concerned about his haggardness, so he didn't answer the complaint, but said: "My friend's father is hospitalized." He looked at the aging orange color of the wine in the glass, "It's Duan Youxi."

Bai Yinwu was stunned. He might know about Duan Youxi's cancer, but Kuangzheng was at the center of the storm in Duan's family. He never expected it.

"The Duan family is about to face a big shock," Kuang Zheng held a glass of old wine, not daring to shake it vigorously, "Wanrong Zhenhui will participate as a private bank. This family, the group attached to the family, nearly [-] employees of the group, Ordinary shareholders who bought stocks may be affected."

Bai Yinwu looked at him seriously. This kid is more calm and domineering than half a year ago. He is better than blue, which is enough to reassure him: "By the way," he asked, "How is your personal problem?"

The topic changed too quickly, Kuang Zheng paused for a moment, without too much hesitation: "We're getting married soon."

Bai Yinwu's eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets: "It's true!" He clicked his tongue, "It's better to go to the private bank. You have worked here for ten years, and you have no shape. Once you pass by, you will be sure." down."

"Who is out of shape," Kuang Zheng retorted, "it's all a matter of fate."

"How is it?" Bai Yinwu was curious, "Is the bride beautiful?"

Kuang Zheng didn't know what happened to him today, he was very concerned about his private affairs, like a long-winded old father: "Pretty," he thought for a while, and came up with a metaphor, "Like jade."

With just three words, Bai Yinwu knew that his love for that person was not only love, but "jade" also had the meaning of respect. This kind of gentle emotion is rarely seen among young men and women in love: "A beauty is like jade," he said. Smiling gratifiedly, "It matches your rainbow-like sword, just right."

There was a sense of poetry in his words, Kuangzheng put down his glass: "You are actually on the phone."

Bai Yinwu was surprised: "Which one?"

"Bao Chan," Kuang Zheng clasped his fingers and looked directly at him, "My neighbor from before."

"Neighbor?" Bai Yinwu has a good memory, "Isn't your neighbor..."

Kuangzheng said for him, "Men."

Bai Yinwu looked at him in astonishment: "No, you...wait a minute," he frowned, "I'm confused by you, those girlfriends before you..."

"Sharp turn," Kuang Zheng joked, "drift with tail flick."

Bai Yinwu couldn't understand, didn't understand how a successful young man like him, smart, arrogant, and even selfish, allowed himself to walk on such a thorny road.

Kuang Zheng could probably guess what he was thinking: "In our line of work, my mind is full of shortcuts. This time I took a big detour," he laughed at himself. landscape."

"did not expect……"

Bai Yinwu shook his head, "It's really not like you."

Kuang Zheng could feel that he didn't agree.

"This road is not easy to walk," as expected, Lao Bai said, "You sneak around, and you won't grow long."

"No stealing or touching," Kuang Zheng raised his glass again, "We are aboveboard."

Bai Yinwu wanted to join him in the army: "Has the family agreed?"

"It's all done," Kuang Zheng raised his legs and looked terrified, "My mother's side, his house's side, everything is under control."

Bai Yinwu looked at him, no wonder, this kid said he was getting married soon: "You little bastard!" He punched him, "There is nothing you can't do!"

Kuangzheng clutched his chest, took a sip of the wine, good wine, but really old, no matter how carefully preserved it was, it lost that fresh vitality.

"When will I meet you?" Bai Yinwu clinked glasses with him, "Your piece of jade."

"After a while," Kuangzheng drank the wine, "I'll bring him over."

Going down from the 62nd floor, Kuang Zheng didn't reach the parking lot, but went to the opposite east building, went up to the [-]th floor, and looked for Shan Haichou.

When Shan Haichou saw him, he was very enthusiastic and held his arm. He didn't let him sit in the room, and took him directly to the 66th floor to meet the directors on Wanrong's "cloud".

There is such a long corridor, they walked from one side to the other, and the doors opened one by one, just like a proud son from heaven, praised by every big boss and regarded as the honored guest.

This group of directors is very interesting. One surnamed Zhao, after chatting for a while, asked Kuangzheng: "I had dinner with Vice President Zhang of G&S yesterday, and he said that there is a Yanbozhishuang club now, and the members who join the club will be overwhelmed." ,have you heard of it?"

Yanbo Zhishuang, Baochan's business, Kuangzheng smiled: "I know, it is very famous in the wealth circle."

Director Zhao's eyes lit up: "Old Ghost Du of Dingtai seems to be there as well, and he is some kind of honorary member. When he saw me two days ago, he was very proud!"

Inside the words, he wanted to know if there was any way for Kuangzheng's Private Banking Department to join the club.

This is not a problem for Kuangzheng: "I am very familiar with their Chairman Shi, Chairman Zhao, please wait for my letter."

The one surnamed Zhao was startled. He thought that Kuangzheng had to be related to him, but he didn’t expect such a young man to be so energetic: "What is your name Dong?" He hurriedly poured tea for him: "Uncle!"

There was also a man surnamed Ma. When he saw Kuang Zheng's size and appearance, he immediately asked, "How old is Xiao Kuang? What does he belong to? Is he an only child?"

Kuang Zheng guessed that he had a daughter, and hinted that he was going to get married soon. That guy was very disappointed. He summed it up and actually asked, "Is it Du Maomao from the Trust Department? I heard you talked about it?"

Only then did Kuang Zheng know that there were such unreliable rumors among the high-level officials, and he quickly refuted the rumors: "The business of the private bank has contact with the trust department, and we have dealt with it several times, it is not that kind of relationship."

"Oh..." Ma Dong hesitated to speak, with a regretful look, he almost asked Kuang Zheng if he could break up with his fiancée, he had a sweetheart born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

After all the directors on one floor were gone, Shan Haichou went down to the [-]th floor with him.

There were only the two of them in the elevator, and Kuang Zheng finally had a chance to ask, "President Shan, is Lao Bai okay?"

Shan Haichou's face visibly froze, and he asked back, "What's the matter with him?"

Kuangzheng felt that he was pretending to be stupid: "He is too thin."

"Really," the elevator just arrived, and Shan Haichou patted him down, "Go, have another drink at my place."

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In the parking lot in front of the Wanrong East Building, the "Voice of the Box" program team was setting up the venue. At the intersection ahead, a nanny car from Yangyang Entertainment turned around with lights flashing. Partial!"

"What?" Baochan is wearing a modified gown today, with a slightly higher collar and slightly pinched waist, soft ivory color, with several spots of rosy red on the chest, cuffs, and hem.

"The scene where you rescued someone in a nightclub is so shabby," Xiao Huang pouted, "They didn't broadcast it!"

"It's just a singing show, why broadcast those?" Baochan didn't care, "The program team must have thought about it."

Xiao Huang squinted at him: "You are so 'magnificent'!" Then he muttered, "You abstained, and Wen Jiu took advantage of it."

Baochan looked at the towering Wanrong Twin Stars outside the window, pretending not to hear.

Xiao Huang Fei leaned over to his side and imitated the tone of a female fan to read video comments to him: "My brother is so pitiful! My brother clearly sang so-so well, but he didn't pass it!"

Baochan made him laugh, the tails of her eyes were slightly raised after makeup, and she was lined with a white gown, looking handsome and affectionate.

"Brother, brother! Can you see our encouragement! We will always..."

"Okay," Baochan pushed him away, ready to get out of the car, "goosebumps all over the floor."

"You have one less exposure than others," Xiao Huang put down the tablet and opened the door for him, "The ranking has dropped to fourth place!"

"It's not that I'm at the bottom..." Baochan stepped down, and a person came by the side of the car and almost ran into him. He quickly grabbed the car door: "Sorry!"

"Brother Bao?" Little W was passing by, wearing a pair of pink sunglasses, a white T-shirt and distressed jeans, as fresh as a lemon drop, "You are so flexible!"

It was the first time they met, but Xiao W could recognize Bao Chan at a glance, and called him "Brother" so freshly and cordially and naturally, the alarm bells in the mind of the professional assistant Xiao Huang were loud.

"Brother Bao, I really like your style," she continued, as expected, "You abstained from the last issue of Emerald Sun, I'm so sorry! Well, what did you want to sing?"

Xiaohuang has seen this kind of routine a lot. The newcomer entered the group halfway, eager to hug her thigh, and just wanted Baochan to ignore her, when someone came from behind and said coldly: "Don't block the way."

Baozhan turned around and saw that it was Wen Jiuye in a dark suit.

"Jiuye!" Xiao W immediately changed his strategic direction when he saw the bigger one, "I'm your fan!"

Wen Jiu is also such a pushy person, he actually smiled at her angrily: "Really?"

Baochan couldn't understand this guy before, but that night in the Emerald Sun, from the car to the elevator, they knew each other somewhat, and this smile was a professional smirk.

Xiao W went after Wen Jiu, and Xiao Huang held the treasure on his shoulder: "See, what is a scumbag, he is like cold ice rain with us, and like a river of love in the desert with him!"

Baochan didn't think so: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Tsk," Xiao Huang Yi sells "old" by "old", "The farmer and the snake, Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf, you and Wen Jiu, reality will teach you a painful lesson! With my many years of experience in the entertainment industry... "

Just as he was talking, his text message rang. He unlocked the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He sent a sentence: tell B what to sing, what not to sing, and what not to sing. There is no need to tell anyone.

"This..." Xiao Huang was puzzled, except for him, Bao Chan, and Xiao W, who were here just now were...

"Wen Jiu also." Bao Chan was sure.

Xiao Huang had a black question mark on his face.

"How does he have your mobile phone number?" Baochan asked.

"The numbers of all the assistants are on the contact list," Xiao Huang suddenly realized, pointing to the strange number, "Damn it! This isn't Master Jiu's personal number!"

Baochan took out his phone and saved Wen Jiuye's number in the address book.

"It's not Brother Bao," Xiao Huang put his feet on his shoulder, "Is he reminding you kindly? When did your relationship become so good?"

Baochan took away his chubby hand and turned to look for the program team's car.

Xiao Huang chased him: "I'm serious, Brother Bao, I don't believe that big scumbag Wen has such kind intentions, he must have some plans for you... Hey Brother Bao, wait for me!"