Chapter 22

The office wasn't something that could be vacated in a short time, so Zhu Yonggui temporarily still didn't have an office of his own.

But he hid in the bathroom, even locking the door from the inside.

He took out his phone and dialed a number, his face full of unhidden satisfaction...

Tang Yino, holding some of her small belongings, left the headquarters of Sujiang Group with tears in her eyes.

Feeling extremely wronged, she didn't go home directly, nor did she go to the hospital to visit Yang Chen, who was still lying in bed. Instead, she sat alone in a park, sobbing softly.

Her phone suddenly rang, startling Tang Yino. When she took out her phone and saw the caller's number, her tears flowed even more uncontrollably... The call was from Zhu Yonggui!

Holding the last bit of hope, hoping that Zhu Yonggui had a change of heart and was calling to apologize to her.

Tang Yino swiped the screen to answer the call.

"Hello..." Her voice still carried a hint of sobs, her throat almost hoarse from crying.

But Zhu Yonggui on the other end of the phone mercilessly shattered Tang Yino's last bit of hope. All she heard was his loud laugh: "Tang Yino! I'm now the deputy manager of the marketing department at Sujiang Group, with an annual salary of 400,000! The chairman of Sujiang Group is my father! I only found out today... So from now on, I'll have money too!"

"You're the chairman's son? How is that possible..." Tang Yino exclaimed in shock.

"What's impossible about it? Although my father didn't say it outright, it's as clear as day..." Zhu Yonggui huffed: "Anyway, I have money now. Tell me, how much did that guy spend on you last year? You just like money, right? Now I have it too! No matter how much he gave you, I'll give you double! I'll book a room for tonight and wait for you. This is your only chance..."

"Zhu Yonggui, you're despicable!!!" Tang Yino cried out in anger and hung up the call.

And Zhu Yonggui, who was in the bathroom, sneered and cursed, "Bitch... You don't know a good thing when you see it... I don't even want you now! With money, what kind of woman can't I get?"

...

Yang Chen had no idea that his actions had caused so much trouble.

After barely making it back from Luodian City last night, he felt unwell, a side effect of forcefully using a higher-level spiritual technique.

At Tang Yino's insistence, Yang Chen obediently lay on the bed at the Jinzhou Second People's Hospital. However, after a series of tests, the hospital couldn't find anything wrong with him. They just gave him some nutritional supplements and said he had typical kidney deficiency...

Seeing the Daoist beside him with a strange expression, half-laughing and half-not, and then looking at the final diagnosis from the hospital... the weak and powerless Yang Chen could only laugh bitterly. Kidney deficiency? What a joke!

The ward was a VIP private room with only Yang Chen's bed.

So the Daoist didn't have to worry much and chatted with Yang Chen about some esoteric topics.

Initially, it was just to pass the time, but as they talked, the Daoist was almost shocked out of his mind.

Because he realized that despite Yang Chen's young age, his knowledge, experience, and insight were so rich that even he felt overwhelmed! No matter what topic they discussed, once Yang Chen delved into it, the Daoist would sadly realize that he couldn't understand...

As the chief disciple who had been expelled from Zhongnan Mountain, a notorious figure in the Chinese esoteric world, the Daoist thought his ideas were already quite outrageous. Who would have thought that the person lying in bed was even more outrageous by countless times!

So after more than an hour of chat, the Daoist decisively ended this brief 'ward discussion.' Not wanting to show weakness, he started joking about Yang Chen, especially after the diagnosis was delivered, he acted even more exaggeratedly.

Looking at the Daoist's almost constipated and crazy expression, Yang Chen smiled bitterly: "Just laugh if you want to... It's a misdiagnosis anyway, what's so funny..."

"Ha ha ha... Kidney deficiency! You have kidney deficiency! The doctor said you have kidney deficiency!!" The Daoist suddenly burst out laughing, as if he was afraid the patients in the neighboring wards couldn't hear.

Soon, Yang Chen heard light laughter from the neighboring wards, clearly discussing his kidney deficiency.

Seeing the Daoist's sly and mischievous smile, Yang Chen felt a bit helpless, "No wonder they say the Daoist is disabled but not dispirited... Are you planning to stick to the spirit of being a clown until the end?"

"Damn, who dares say I'm disabled?!" The Daoist jumped up like a wildcat whose tail had been stepped on, glaring fiercely: "I'll skin him alive!"

"Isn't that what the old Daoist from Chongyang Palace said?" Yang Chen rolled his eyes, "If you have the guts, go ahead!"

"Hehe... Kid, don't try to provoke me." The Daoist's eyes twinkled, and he sat back down with a sly smile, "I know the power of Chongyang Palace. Even if I'm only at the fifth level, I wouldn't be crazy enough to mess with them... Just talking, no harm done!"

"... It seems you're not only disabled but also extremely shameless." Yang Chen sighed, "I'm a bit regretful about my decision last night."

"Hehe, it's too late to regret now." The Daoist said, "Anyone I latch onto, I won't let go until I've squeezed every bit of their skills out... Even if it bankrupts you, I'll go begging with you!"

"Um, regarding the topics we discussed earlier..." Yang Chen looked at him disdainfully, "Do you think, in your current state, you can live long enough to squeeze me dry?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" When Yang Chen mentioned this, the Daoist's eyes dimmed for a moment but quickly returned to normal. He stubbornly said, "Besides, even if I can't get you in the end, I still have someone to take care of me, right? At least you wouldn't let me die in the wilderness, would you?"

"How do you know I wouldn't?" Yang Chen mimicked the Daoist's tone, "Besides, even if I bury you out of pity, wouldn't your treasures become mine? At least I'd get my money back, right?"

"Damn, you're a young kid, but your heart is quite vicious..."

"Each to his own..."

As the old and young were bickering, the ward door suddenly opened.

Tang Yino, holding a cardboard box, walked in with red, swollen eyes, having cried a lot.

Seeing her state, Yang Chen and the Daoist were both taken aback. Finally, Yang Chen asked, "What happened? Why are you here now? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"Sniff..." Full of grievances and no one to vent to, Tang Yino, after closing the ward door, couldn't hold back her tears and burst into loud sobs.

She hugged the box and squatted by the door, tears streaming down her face.

The Daoist asked curiously, "What happened? Crying won't solve anything. Come on, tell me what's bothering you, and let the old Daoist cheer up a bit..."

"I... sniff... I was fired by the company..." Tang Yino just wanted to find someone to vent her grievances. Apart from Yang Chen, the culprit, she couldn't find anyone else to listen to her.

So, Tang Yino, while crying, recounted the events that happened at the company today.

Yang Chen didn't react, but the Daoist, who claimed to have eaten more salt than Yang Chen had eaten rice, immediately grasped the key point.

He winked at Yang Chen and said, "This might be a big misunderstanding..."

"What do you mean?" Yang Chen and Tang Yino asked simultaneously.

The Daoist turned to Tang Yino and asked, "What two questions did your assistant Zhang ask that Zhu guy?"

"He asked if he was Zhu Yonggui..."

"Anything else?"

"He also asked if he had a silver-gray Geely Panda..."

"See, it matches!" The Daoist's eyes sparkled with curiosity, "Clearly, this assistant Zhang is just a messenger... The real target wasn't Zhu Yonggui!"

"Then who was it?"

"Look... It's this kid." The Daoist pointed at Yang Chen on the bed with a mischievous smile, "Obviously, someone found out about last night's events and wanted to connect with him. They traced the car's license plate... The real person is Yang Chen, not that Zhu Yonggui kid!"

"Ah?!" Tang Yino suddenly stood up, having been too upset to notice this detail before.

Now that the Daoist pointed it out, she realized it... Yes, the one who drove the car to Luodian City last night was Yang Chen, not Zhu Yonggui!

The little girl was a bit anxious, "What do we do now? Our chairman is a good person, and he was deceived. What if..."

"I think your chairman is a bit dim-witted, and he deserved to be deceived." The Daoist glanced at Yang Chen on the bed and winked, "But, you're short on money now, right? This is someone offering you money... How about going to put on a show and get a few billion as pocket money?"

A serious matter, but coming from the Daoist's mouth, it sounded completely different...

Yang Chen looked at him with a bitter smile, "Look at me, where can I go? If I need to handle it, it's not impossible... But someone has to go, right?"

"I've sworn never to be anyone's lackey!" The Daoist solemnly expressed his stance.

So both their gazes fell on Tang Yino, whose eyes were still red and swollen...

"You... you... why are you both looking at me?"

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