Chapter 126 The Filial Son Ahua
Chapter 126 The Filial Son Ahua
Zhou Huimin took Rong Jiahui out of the hospital gate and sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce. She chatted with Jiahui while her eyes frequently glanced at Yin Zhaotang.
She carefully observed Yin Zhaotang's expression, and the more she looked, the more she felt that Mr. Yin's facial features had matured.
When we first met, he was still young and immature, but now his every move and gesture shows the demeanor of a boss.
The Chaoshan people have a facial shape, handsome eyes and eyebrows, and a tough and gangster spirit. Once they become successful, they unconsciously give people a sense of being a hero, and they are full of hormones.
Although the smile on Yin Zhaotang's lips did not bring out a trace of eye wrinkles, making him look clear and youthful, his firm and confident pupils were sparkling, as if they were stars in the sky. He was always smiling, and his indifferent conversation made people dare not underestimate him.
Zhou Huimin already felt that Mr. Yin was a bit like a movie star, with a kind of aura that made people unable to take their eyes off him and want to see more of him.
The subtle change in Dr. Liang's attitude just now could not escape her woman's intuition.
Although they all spoke in a businesslike tone, is a professor of medicine usually so easy to talk to?
When he heard that Mr. Yin was going to treat five terminally ill patients for free, he stared at Mr. Yin as if he was staring at freshly-baked barbecued pork.
A face full of greed.
She felt like someone whose hidden treasure was discovered, and she was a little alert. After all, no matter whether she was sixteen or sixty years old, which woman could refuse a man who donated money to help the sick?
A small gesture shows love and financial resources.
"The big boss of the underworld, Shenxiantang? Nonono, here comes the charity god!"
Zhou Huimin thought secretly.
Yin Zhaotang noticed that her eyes were darting around, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Zhou, is there something urgent?"
“No.”
Zhou Huimin smiled and said, "Mr. Yin, today is Saturday. Are you free to climb Mount Taiping together?"
"Ka Hui really wants to go to the Peak to see Victoria Harbour. The three of us will be more company."
Yin Zhaotang looked surprised. He didn't expect Zhou Huimin would ask him to go hiking.
Mountain climbing is a good way to cultivate relationships.
If you come across a gravel road, lend a hand; if you encounter a roadblock, give a hug; if you sprain your ankle, you can also have a wild sex if you camp overnight.
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When camping in the wild alone, a man and a woman, they are bound to have sex.
Play vegetarian,
That's not his style.
But on second thought, I gained something. Admiring the strong is human nature. No matter how beautiful a girl is, she cannot escape the goddess of celebration of Rolls-Royce.
Just like business partners and brothers in the industry, they feel the same way about this car. There is no need to have any reservations.
Because all luxury cars and luxury goods have the function of demonstrating strength and conquering people's hearts. Instead of blaming others for worshipping money, it is better to blame yourself for showing your wallet.
Jiahui said happily: "Okay, I want to climb Mount Taiping."
Zhou Huimin showed joy on her face, touched Jiahui's hair, and thanked her very much for her help.
Yin Zhaotang felt the weather was good and was indeed tempted, but a great battle had just taken place yesterday, and both the affairs of the society and the thanksgiving to the gods had to be completed within a few days.
Time was tight, so I could only sigh and say, "I really want to go hiking to relax, but I've been busy at work these days, so I'll contact you next Sunday."
"Let's go hiking together when we have time."
Zhou Huimin couldn't hide her disappointment, and said obediently, "Okay, Mr. Yin."
"Ah."
"I'm going to visit a terminally ill patient. Where are you going, Miss Zhou?" Yin Zhaotang asked.
Zhou Huimin smiled and said, "I don't have classes today. I plan to spend the day with Jiahui."
There was a slight change in Yin Zhaotang's eyes when he looked at Zhou Huimin. The fact that she could take considerate and meticulous care of Jiahui really touched his heart.
"Okay, last time Jiahui said she wanted to go to the amusement park in Wan Chai. Niu Qiang, drive Miss Zhou there later." Yin Zhaotang said.
Niu Qiang, wearing sunglasses and driving, readily agreed: "Got it, Brother Tang."
Return to Tangkoutuodi.
Dan Tart, wearing a yellow vest and chewing a cigar, held a document in front of him and said, "Brother Tang, I made a few calls and found some patients in the old neighborhood and the company."
"There are twelve in total. Boss, how many more do you plan to save today?"
Yin Zhaotang lay in the boss chair, with his legs on the desk, flipping through the documents. Dantart had gotten used to the boss' habit of doing some good deeds after every battle, and he would do it immediately after receiving the notice.
This kind of thing is very easy to check.
Sick people are waiting for help, and when they hear about the good thing of free help, they jump out as if it were a life-saving straw.
Those who don't have terminally ill patients at home don't dare to speak carelessly.
If you just check it casually, it will be exposed. You are asking for death!
Yin Zhaotang lay on the chair and said thoughtfully: "Save five first, three brothers from the company and two old neighbors."
"Uncle Zhong, Uncle De and the others?"
Egg Tart slowly exhaled smoke and nodded.
Terminal illness is just a concept. Any fatal disease that cannot be cured can be collectively referred to as a terminal illness. The most common ones are cancer, leukemia, and ALS.
However, a large number of lower-income citizens in Hong Kong lack money to see a doctor, and classify many serious and chronic diseases as terminal illnesses.
Yin Zhaotang used his knowledge to pick out some seriously ill patients who could be treated, leaving five patients who were truly terminally ill.
"Yes, we will select five of them first, and for the remaining seven, we will give each of them a red envelope of 20,000 yuan as a token of our appreciation."
Egg Tart teased, "Boss, are you so generous?"
"Can you fool around when you work for the Second Master?"
"I'd rather spend a little more money and do things beautifully to avoid being grudged by others." Yin Zhaotang said with a smile.
Egg Tart chuckled: "Okay, I'll go contact the person."
Although every time we do charity, we have to spend a lot of money, but now the brothers are not short of small amounts of money. If the boss likes to spend, then just spend it.
Zuo Shou once said that doing good deeds is like sleeping with a woman, it’s addictive!
However, Dan Tart found it funny that the boss always used the name of Lord Guan Erye, and couldn't save face when doing good deeds. Was he afraid of bringing shame to the reputation of Shenxiantang?
in the office.
The incense and candles on the Guandi shrine are almost burned out.
Yin Zhaotang took out new incense, bowed three times, and recited silently in his heart.
"Thank you, Second Master."
Afterwards, he went out with Egg Tart and came to the door of an old unit in Po Wah Building on Hillwood Road, Tsim Sha Tsui.
Uncle Zhong's son Kaihua had been waiting at the door. When he saw Yin Zhaotang, Danta, Huapi and the others coming, he immediately threw away his cigarette butt and hurried forward, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed without caring about his dignity: "Thank you, Mr. Yin!"
"Please Mr. Yin, save my dad."
Years of life pressure have already crushed this man in his forties, and he will kneel to anyone who is willing to save his life.
Dan Tart didn't go to help him, but just pointed at the filial son on the ground and said, "Brother Tang, Uncle Zhong has leukemia. Hua Zai has sold two houses to treat him, and his wife remarried with the children."
"This house was lent to him by Uncle Yuanbao from the club, and he only charges 200 yuan a month for rent."
"Hua Zai is working at the Immigration Department."
Yin Zhaotang suddenly showed respect to the middle-aged man on the ground. He quickly bent down to help him up and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of Uncle Zhong. Let's go in and see Uncle first."
"well."
Zhong Kaihua wiped the tears from his face with his hands, feeling so excited that he didn't know what to do.
Because he never thought that when he was most desperate and helpless, he would receive selfless help from Jing Zhongyi.
Although, occasionally someone from the society would come to comfort his father, he had never been included in the group since his generation, and strictly speaking, he was no longer a loyal and righteous person.
Today, Uncle Yuanbao called him specifically and told him that a big contributor in the society was going to donate money for charity again, and asked him to cherish the opportunity.
He was just trying it out, but now someone really came to help him. How grateful must he be?
Whether Jing Zhongyi is a gang or not, or what Shen Xiantang has done wrong, it doesn’t matter now.
He's willing to do anything as long as it can save his dad!
(End of this chapter)