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Chapter 979: The pen moves the dragon and the snake

Huang Hongnian personally returned to Jakarta for cooperation matters. In his study, he reported the entire process in detail to his father.

Mr. Huang was over seventy years old, but he was still sharp and clear. He thought for a long time and said:

"The Huang family does not have deep roots in Xiangjiang, and Xiuhua has no connections. However, the jewelry industry requires more connections. In a small area of ​​Xiangjiang, the traditional industry is deeply controlled by the top ten families. Everyone supports it and can say anything.

But if outsiders squeeze in and everyone steps on you, you will end up in a bad situation.A big tree cannot compete with a deep root.Unless you are willing to do something good for someone, you can't afford to offend him in person or spread rumors behind his back. Xia Chuan will have a headache even if he goes there. "

Huang Hongnian nodded:

"It's true. But we have to cooperate. Otherwise, there is no chance. He actually takes the route of technological innovation. Look at how much money he invested in his chip company, 27 billion U.S. dollars, not even a splash. But he is traditional I don’t care about the industry at all. If we didn’t have the new mine, we wouldn’t be able to build this Jade Building.”

"Well, stop talking nonsense, can you let Xia Chuan go to Xiangjiang?"

"Let him go to visit the dock? That's impossible. You don't know how powerful he is. Even if the ten major families go to see him, they may not be able to see him. The most important thing is that I guess Xia Chuan just wants to cooperate with us, and his purpose is still Su Hart, it’s not about making money. Otherwise, there is no need to cooperate with the Huang family in the Xiangjiang market.”

Mr. Huang sighed: "I know. But we have to make money. The most direct solution now is to let Xia Chuan go. But you can't say let him go to the pier, understand?"

Huang Hongnian suddenly realized that if Xia Chuan was invited to Xiangjiang by the Huang family, would the ten major families not see it?

"What's the good reason?" Huang Hongnian asked thoughtfully.

The old man smiled and said: "Chen Lang is sick."

Huang Hongnian was confused: "Xia Chuan is a doctor?"

"No. But Lao Tao is a great shaman, a great witch doctor. Xia Chuan takes Lao Tao with him wherever he goes."

"Then Uncle Chen is sick, why does Xia Chuan pay attention to him?"

The old man sighed: "You are not as good as your sister. Go and call Xiuhua."

Huang Hongnian refused to accept it and immediately went to find his sister, just to see how her sister was better than him.

Although they are biological siblings, Huang Hongnian ranks second and Xiuhua ranks seventh, a difference of 20 years.

Huang Xiuhua walked into the study with a smile, sat down demurely and asked:

"Dad, what are your instructions?"

The old man repeated what he just said.Then ask: "Can you do this well?"

Huang Xiuhua nodded: "No problem."

Huang Hongnian asked in confusion: "Can you ask Xia Chuan to treat Chen Lang?"

"Second brother, if I can't do such a thing, do I still dare to be your sister?" Huang Xiuhua said playfully.

Huang Hongnian smiled: "Sister, you are not young anymore. I have spoiled you to death. It is a good thing to go out and bang your head more. Go ahead."

……

Hong Kong.

In a spacious ward of the Canossian Hospital, an old man as thin as a bamboo pole lay.

Although he felt like he was about to die, those eyes still showed a deep tranquility, much like the jungle scenery outside the window.

The medical card on the bedside reads: Chen Lang, 65 years old, bronchial asthma, special care.

It’s not the disease that requires special care, but the money that people pay for special care.

Therefore, there is a young and beautiful nurse to take care of everything for the elderly.

"Uncle Chen, please show me your face. If you are idle, you are idle."

There is no nurse more laid-back than this nurse. After the old man finished injecting the vasculature, he had nothing to do. He did everything by himself, and she only chatted with him.

Chen Lang responded calmly: "Take the money."

"Oh my God, we are just chatting. I want to show you that selling myself for a month is not enough to repay you. Why do you often give it to others for free, but you can't show it to me for free?"

"Do you know why I got tuberculosis?"

"Are you not asking for money?" the nurse said naughtily.

"No. If you reveal the secrets of heaven, you will be punished by heaven."

"Okay. Let's guess who will come to see you later?"

This is what the nurse admires most about Chen Lang. The people who come to see him are all stomping and trembling figures in Southeast Asia. He never needs to spend money to be hospitalized. They are all like Li Jiacheng, Suhatto, and Huang Yicong. The big guys rush to pay the bill.

Uncle Chen made a calculation in his mind and suddenly smiled: "The person who came to see me has arrived, it's Huang Xiuhua."

The nurse turned around sharply. There was no one there. She smiled and said: "Uncle Chen, you made a mistake in your calculation, but it doesn't matter. We are not outsiders. I won't tell others."

Uncle Chen closed his eyes and said, "Go get the brush, ink, and paper."

"Okay." The nurse got up and prepared to go for a walk for 10 minutes, but when she just opened the door, she saw a fashionable beauty walking over with a Kun bag. She suddenly exclaimed: "Are you Huang Xiuhua?"

"Yes, Uncle Chen told you." Huang Xiuhua was not surprised and went directly into the ward.

The nurse was stunned for a while, then suddenly remembered Uncle Chen's instructions and hurriedly found a writing brush.

Huang Xiuhua sat beside the bed with a smile on her face: "Uncle Chen, did you know I was coming?"

"I know." Chen Lang smiled, his slender face full of furrows.

"Then what do you think I'm here to do?" Huang Xiuhua's smile became even prettier.

"You come and sleep with me."

Hahaha, Huang Xiuhua laughed: "You guessed it wrong! I'm going to ask an expert to treat you. I want to say hello to you first, but don't let me see you when I come."

Chen Lang showed a smile: "You say you are an expert, why don't I let you see it?"

"Because that person doesn't look like a doctor. He kills people. Well, you understand?"

Chen Lang suddenly laughed and started coughing. Huang Xiuhua quickly helped him up, beating his back and giving him water.

Finally calmed down, Chen Lang said: "I don't know how to kill people. I have never killed anyone. But I know who you are going to find. It's useless for you to go."

Huang Xiuhua knew that it would be useless for her to go, but she was waiting for Chen Lang to say this, and immediately asked coquettishly:

"How can it be useful?"

"I'll write a letter and you can show it to him."

Huang Xiuhua was immediately elated and said, "Uncle Chen, it turns out you know him. That's great."

Uncle Chen almost laughed and coughed again, "I don't know him."

"Ah? Oh, I understand." Huang Xiuhua thought Uncle Chen was going to write a long novel.

The nurse opened the door and came in, holding this brush, ink, and a stack of white paper.

Huang Xiuhua was stunned. It turned out that Uncle Chen had known that sleeping with him was just a joke.

The nurse placed the pens, inks and papers, and then, one on each side of Huang Xiuhua, helped him stand up and walked to the table.

Chen Lang closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then picked up the brush and put some ink on it.

After taking a breath for a while, the pen suddenly moved around and was finished with a single stroke.

Just one word on the paper:

Road!

Huang Xiuhua took a breath first, "Uncle Chen, is this letter of yours just one word?"

"Well, he doesn't like to be long-winded."

"Okay, I won't be nagging, I'll just throw him in the face."

After Huang Xiuhua finished speaking, Uncle Chen laughed and coughed again. The two of them hurriedly beat their backs and chests and worked hard.