Chapter 13, Which Mr. Chen
"Since Mr. Chen is not here, I won't bother you. I wish you all a happy meal."
Ma Jinwen came and went like the wind, and left after giving gifts, leaving behind everyone as dumb as a silly chicken.
Jiang Guomin held the card in his hand, coughed a few times, and asked, "Who do you know Mr. Chen?"
Everyone shook their heads. Such an energy-based person could let the boss of Juxian Pavilion come to deliver food and wine in person, which was definitely not something they could know at this level.
"Is it Chen Ping?"
I don’t know who said something sneered, which immediately caused everyone to laugh.
"Stop teasing, how could it be his trash? If it were him, I could swallow this bottle."
"What else can our cousin-in-law have to do except take up someone's surname?"
Several young juniors were ridiculing unscrupulously.
Jiang Wan heard it particularly harshly and angrily shouted: "Enough! What are you talking about? He is your brother-in-law after all!"
cut.
Several young juniors raised their eyebrows arrogantly and didn't say anything else.
Jiang Guomin also said a few words, telling everyone not to quarrel.
A few old friends were envious of them.
"Lao Jiang, this is your fault. I won't introduce you to know such a powerful person."
"You are too terrible. It's "Spring Mountain Companion Picture" and Mr. Chen's."
"Come on, don't worry about those, Guozang Fenjiu, the emperor's wine, try it."
Jiang Guomin was heartbroken and hurriedly took one bottle and put it away, and the other bottle opened.
No one else would say anything, and they would be lucky enough to have a drink.
Just at this moment, Gao Yang said: "Uncle Jiang, I should know this Mr. Chen. The boss behind the exhibition venue is surnamed Chen. Do you think he knew your birthday and sent it to someone?"
Gao Yang also guessed, but the boss provided by the exhibition venue is indeed surnamed Chen.
Although he had never seen him, the reception secretary said that the boss's surname was Chen and asked him not to show off.
"Really? Then I have to thank this boss Chen very well. I'm so polite." Jiang Guomin seemed very excited and took Gao Yang's hand and said, "Xiao Gao, you must help your uncle get this boss Chen out. This is obviously a fellow student who loves collecting."
"It must be." Gao Yang agreed. He would naturally enjoy being so valued by Uncle Jiang.
"Oh, the same surname is Chen, but some of them are delivering food."
Jiang Ling said something out of place, and suddenly, it pierced Jiang Wan's heart like a thorn.
Jiang Wan gritted her teeth and took a sip of the drink hatefully, stood up and said, "Dad, I'll go to the hospital to see Mili, let's go first."
Jiang Guomin knew that his daughter was suffering from staying here, so he waved his hand and let her go.
In the past two years, my daughter has become much distant from me, but it’s all because of the useless Chen Ping.
"Cousin, I'm in a hurry to go back, don't scold our cousin's husband." Jiang Ling said sneered again, "He is a pretty good gift, although it's fake."
Jiang Wan just walked to the door, clenched her fist, and left without looking back.
As soon as she left, everyone began to discuss Mr. Chen, and at the same time, they would inevitably ridicule Chen Ping again.
His eyes returned to Chen Ping's side. Not long after he left Juxian Pavilion, he received a text message.
"Mr. Chen, I am Ma Jinwen. Everything is ready. Your father-in-law is very happy."
Ma Jinwen?
Oh, by the way, the boss of Juxian Pavilion.
It seems that Ma Jinwen is quite good at doing things.
Chen Ping replied: "I won't pursue where you got my number. You'd better not disclose my identity in this matter."
After receiving Chen Ping's reply, Ma Jinwen replied in fear: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, absolutely nothing."
Chen Ping nodded, and did not return to him, and walked towards the hospital.
When he returned to the hospital, Chen Ping sat by the bed and looked at his sleeping daughter, very cute.
This little nose looks like her mother, this little mouth looks like her mother, and this eyes look like herself.
My daughter is so beautiful!
You must be a great beauty when you grow up!
Not long after, Jiang Wan came back with a cold look on her face, sat beside Mili's bed, looking at her daughter.
Chen Ping had just returned from picking up water. When he saw Jiang Wan, he smiled and said, "You are here, I'll take care of you here. You can go back and rest."
Jiang Wan didn't say anything, looking at her daughter, her eyes were red, as if she was trying her best to restrain some emotions.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ping also noticed something was wrong with Jiang Wan.
"Chen Ping, do you want Mi Li to keep doing this? Don't you want her to get better treatment? Didn't the doctor say that last time, you can do a surgery on Mi Li as long as you take out a million." Jiang Wan's eyes red, "Mi Li is now 3 years old, which is the best treatment period."
Chen Ping looked at Mi Li in his sleep and said, "I know, I will find a way."
"Let me figure out a way? What can you think of?" Jiang Wan laughed mockingly, and tears rolled down in her eyes, "Chen Ping, I beg you, can you go and lower your head for my parents?"
"Jiang Wan, believe me, I have a way." Chen Ping said.
Wife, you don’t know, I’ve started doing it.
Mili is the heir to the world's largest consortium family. She is the proud daughter of heaven and is a golden branch and jade leaf.
"How? What else can you do besides embarrassing me?" Jiang Wan accused Chen Ping angrily, "It's okay if you give me a gift on my dad's birthday today, but what paintings are you going to give me? It's fake! Do you know what they said about me? I'm really fed up with you Chen Ping, can you think more about Mi Li and me?"
Chen Ping knew that Jiang Wan had been very wronged in the past two years and it was indeed very hard.
Being sarcastic and ridiculed.
But he had his last resort.
But now, I have inherited the family property and everything has changed.
"Wan'er, believe me, I will definitely give Mi Li the best treatment, and I will definitely make up for the damage I have done to you in the past two years." Chen Ping hugged Jiang Wan's shoulder, but was thrown away by the other party.
Jiang Wan was very disappointed. He always did this, but never fulfilled it.
"Enough, I don't want to listen anymore. I will take Mili out of the hospital tomorrow. I will find a way myself." Jiang Wan wiped her tears and said resolutely.
"Wan'er, I'm actually..." Chen Ping couldn't help it, and Jiang Wan glared back with a look as soon as he spoke.
"What are you? You are just a waste!" Jiang Wan said coldly.
Pushing Chen Ping out of the ward, Jiang Wan guarded the rice grains alone.
Chen Ping, outside the ward, sat in the boring and quiet corridor, thinking about how disappointed Jiang Wan looked at her last look.
Jiang Wan, I am actually the top rich second generation.
I have trillions of assets.
Chen Ping left the hospital himself and called Qiao Fugui: "Old Qiao, how was my daughter's treatment arranged?"
Qiao Fugui replied respectfully on the other end of the phone: "Young Master, you have arranged everything. In a few days, Professor Tang Hemin, an internationally renowned cardiology department, will come to Shangjiang City. At that time, I will arrange for him to come to the hospital and perform surgery on the lady through lectures and practice."
"Well, you can arrange it. Everything is natural and not proclaimed." Chen Ping said.
"Don't worry, the young master will never reveal your identity. It was definitely accidental. After the operation, I also arranged a fundraising event specifically for children with congenital heart disease. In that case, no one would doubt it."
Qiao Fugui said, "By the way, Professor Tang Hemin heard that you are in Shangjiang City and want to meet you alone."
"Let's talk about it then." Chen Ping replied, then hung up the phone.
He was a little irritated now.
Qiao Fugui immediately dialed another number and said, "Old Tang, I have already told my young master. You have to fight for the rest yourself."
On the other end of the phone, in Jinling City, the director's office of Tangren Hospital.
After receiving the call from Qiao Fugui, Tang Hemin stood up excitedly and said, "Okay, okay, thank you Brother Qiao, I will never thank you for your kindness."
As soon as he hung up the phone, a young doctor on the sofa in the office asked anxiously: "Director Tang, who's the phone number, please see if you're happy."
Tang Hemin laughed a few times and said, "Director Song, three days later, I will go to Shangjiang City. There is a special patient who needs to undergo an operation. We must be equipped with the top doctors in the hospital. You should hurry up and prepare."
Director Song responded and went down to prepare.
And here, after Chen Ping hung up the phone, he received another call. He was a woman with a sweet voice and sounded like a spring breeze.
"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Chu An'an, the person in charge of Guohua Exhibition Hall. The exhibition hall has now been transferred to your personal name. Mr. Jiang Guomin's personal exhibition has also been arranged on Saturday. Do you want to come and have a look?"
Chen Ping didn't want to go at first, but he replied: "Okay, I'll take the time to go over and take a look."
After all, it is a personal collection exhibition of my father-in-law and cannot be careless.
"Okay, Mr. Chen, I'll make arrangements now." Chu Anan on the other end said sweetly, "By the way, Mr. Chen, Mr. Gao Yang, the person in charge of the other party's contact this time, wants to meet you, do you need to make an appointment?"
Gao Yang?
By the way, I almost forgot. At the banquet, Gao Yang said that he had arranged it.
hehe.
I'm afraid he didn't expect that the exhibition hall he racked his brains to rent was bought by me, Chen Ping, and rented it to him.
See or not?
Chapter completed!