Chapter 59 The Fifty-Ninth Day of Not Running Away The Fifty-Ninth Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 59 The Fifty-Ninth Day of Not Running Away The Fifty-Ninth Day of Not Running Away...

Hua Lingfeng finally apologized first. Hua Lingxin had no choice but to glance at his younger brother and say, "I don't want to blame you too much for this, but they got into trouble because of you, so it's only right that we show some appreciation. Don't you think that makes sense?"

Hua Lingfeng nodded perfunctorily and said yes.

The old lady sat down to make tea and beckoned the two siblings over. Hua Lingfeng plopped down, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Sister, who is that Chen Bozheng just now?"

Hua Lingxin was helping the old lady boil water when she heard this and looked up at him. "What, what do you want to do?"

Hua Lingfeng was very dissatisfied with her tone, but seeing the old lady's worried eyes, he held back his anger and said, "It's nothing, I just think he looks a bit familiar, like Brother Zhao."

"Brother Zhao, Zhao Zhaowen?" Hua Lingxin asked in return.

Hua Lingfeng retorted, "Besides him, who else deserves to be called Brother Zhao by me?"

After he said that, Hua Lingxin thought about it carefully and realized that it did seem somewhat similar. "It does seem similar, but I checked and found that Chen Bozheng is just an ordinary person. He used to have a grandfather, but he doesn't have any relatives."

"Hey, that's hard to say. He really looks like Brother Zhao when he was young. Do you think it's possible that he's Brother Zhao's illegitimate son?"

Hua Lingfeng's Eight Trigrams Path.

Hua Lingxin laughed and sat up straight. "Xiaofeng, do you think this is possible? Brother Zhao is only thirty-six this year, how could he have a son in his twenties?"

Hua Lingfeng said, "That's hard to say. I used to think I was wild enough, but after coming to Beijing and associating with those kids from high-ranking families, I realized that what I did was child's play. Many of them would be worth shooting."

"Stop talking nonsense. Who can be more outrageous than you?" Hua Lingxin scolded.

Hua Lingfeng wanted to refute, but seeing that Hua Lingxin didn't care, he just pursed his lips and kept quiet.

He was used to it; his older sister was always arrogant and thought that all the children of Beijing's high-ranking families were good, and only he was bad.

Unless I drag her to see those ridiculous things, she will never believe it, no matter what.

Hua Lingfeng said to Hua Lingxin, "You don't need to worry about Chen Bozheng. I will make it up to him myself."

"Sister Wen."

Wen Chan had just gotten out of the taxi when she bumped into Jiang Zihan, who was coming out of the hospital.

Jiang Zihan took the things from Wen Chan's hands and asked, "Why did you run out here? It's so cold today."

Jiang Zihan stamped her foot and took the lunchbox. "I just received news that the price of vacuum steel in Shanghai has dropped again."

"How much will it fall?" Wen Chan wasn't surprised. She already knew this stock was beyond saving when she stopped investing.

Jiang Zihan made a hand gesture, and Wen Chan glanced at it, "Eight hundred?"

Jiang Zihan nodded emphatically, "That's right, my mom told me that my uncle's family is about to go bankrupt from losing money, and they come to my house every day crying and wailing."

Wen Chan asked in confusion, "Why did he come to your house? It has nothing to do with your family."

Jiang Zihan said, "When they saw that my parents bought a house, they thought I was rich and had made a fortune. They even paid for my parents to buy a house. Isn't that a loss? So they thought of borrowing money from my family. I heard that they don't even plan to sell their stocks and instead plan to raise the average price."

Wen Chan: "..."

She said, "The price has already fallen this much, and you're still trying to raise the average price?"

Jiang Zihan laughed and said, "People thought it would be like at the beginning of the year, that it would fall and then rise again."

Wen Chan shook her head. "Your family didn't lend it, did you?"

Jiang Zihan shrugged. "My parents have already spent all their money on that house. They can't even afford to buy furniture for the new place; they plan to bring all the old furniture with them. Where would they find any spare money?"

What Jiang Zihan didn't mention was that her sister-in-law told her that her second sister and brother-in-law had also bought two apartments in that complex, supposedly with money from her brother-in-law Zhang Chunpeng's parents.

But in reality, everyone is not stupid. When Jiang Ziling and Zhang Chunpeng got married, the groom's family couldn't even afford a TV. In the end, it was Jiang's family who paid for it so that the groom's family could afford a TV and the wedding would be respectable.

Wen Chan and Jiang Zihan walked and talked. When they reached the door of the ward, they suddenly stopped. Inside the ward, a nurse was talking to Chen Bo, "Mr. Chen, what do you do? How come you've been hospitalized for half a month and people come to see you every day?"

As the nurse spoke, she reached out to help Chen Bozheng take out the thermometer.

Jiang Zihan paused, feeling that something seemed off.

She glanced at Wen Chan nervously.

Wen Chan wasn't angry. Instead, she stood at the door, arms crossed, looking around the room with amusement.

Chen Bo coughed lightly and reached out to push the nurse's hand away. "Nurse Lin, I can do it. You don't need to help."

Nurse Lin's laughter was like the sound of silver bells, and she patted Chen Bozheng's shoulder. "Mr. Chen, you're too kind. Isn't this what we nurses are supposed to do? Our head nurse even told us to take good care of you."

"No need, I'm a grown man, and I'm not seriously injured. I can't possibly trouble you." Chen Bo was extremely embarrassed.

The nurses from the past few days were all quite normal, but today a different one came, and she doesn't seem to be acting properly at all.

"It's no trouble at all, it's all part of my job." The nurse's voice became more and more coquettish as she spoke, and she even pulled over a chair, wanting to sit down.

"Um, I suddenly need to go to the bathroom." Seeing that the nurse seemed not to understand human speech, Chen Bo felt a chill run down his spine and had no choice but to quickly lift the blanket, get up and walk out.

Having watched the show to his heart's content, Wen Chan coughed and pushed open the door.

When she walked in, the nurse was startled and jumped up as if there were thorns on the chair, her two braids swinging wildly.

“You are—” The nurse’s first reaction upon seeing Wen Chan was to show hostility.

Chen Bozheng immediately shouted, "Wife, you've finally arrived! I'm starving!"

He gave Wen Chan a pleading look.

Wen Chan pursed her lips, suppressing a smile, "You think you'd starve to death so easily? I don't think so. Nurse Lin is so caring and thoughtful, she'll definitely be willing to help you get food from the cafeteria."

Nurse Lin's face turned pale, she bit her lip, and left awkwardly.

She also slammed the door shut.

Jiang Zihan was startled by the sound of the door closing and clutched her chest. "Who is this person? Is she a nurse?"

Chen Bo let out a breath before lying back on the bed. "She's a new girl. She's pretty strange, and she talks in weird ways. I'm so glad you guys came; you saved me."

"I knew it! The nurses who came a few days ago were all very responsible. Unlike this one, who's wearing perfume and lipstick. This isn't like a nurse at all; it's like a blind date," Jiang Zihan said bluntly.

Wen Chan told her to put down her lunchbox, as she had also brought a meal for Jiang Zihan.

But Jiang Zihan clearly didn't want to be a third wheel, so she took her food and ran off.

Wen Chan brought a meal of cabbage and pork dumplings, along with vinegar. Chen Bo was eating while glancing at her repeatedly.

Wen Chan, who was reading a newspaper nearby, got goosebumps from his gaze and turned to look at him. "Is there something you want to say?"

Chen Bo coughed and said in a serious tone, "Ms. Wen Chan, I must declare to you first that I am innocent and I have not been taken advantage of by any other woman."

Wen Chan's lips twitched.

"You've been hospitalized for half a month, and your brain still hasn't recovered."

Chen Bo chuckled and nudged Wen Chan with his elbow, "Aren't you jealous?"

Wen Chan rolled her eyes at him. "I just saw a useless man almost get scared out of the ward. If I get jealous over that, then I have no bottom line."

Chen Bo chuckled, a hint of amusement flashing in his dark eyes. "You admit you have some feelings for me."

Wen Chan: "..."

What a mistake! I was tricked into revealing information without even realizing it.

She looked Chen Bozheng up and down. "Not bad, Chen Bozheng, you've gotten quite cunning these days."

Chen Bozheng quickly finished eating the dumplings.

Now, what he looks forward to most each day is when Wen Chan comes to eat and talk with him. After finishing the dumplings, he asked, "How's things going at the factory?"

At the factory, Wen Chan insisted on taking over the work herself, even though Chen Bo was resting.

Fortunately, Chen Bozheng kept detailed accounts and records, clearly stating who to purchase from and where to get the best deals, which saved Wen Chan a lot of trouble.

"We can finish work at the end of the month. Lin Zhiyong and the monks came to me and said that the beginning of next month is an auspicious day, the second day of the second lunar month, when the dragon raises its head. It's a good day to open for business. What do you think?"

"It's up to you to decide," Chen Bozheng said. "Have you prepared the workers' wages?"

Wen Chan was puzzled by this. She glanced at Chen Bozheng and said, "Are you going to settle the bill immediately? You know, once the bill is settled, your factory's accounts will be completely empty, with not a single penny left."

"We'll settle it all at once." Chen Bozheng was very firm on this point. "The workers are looking forward to getting their wages the most, and we can't keep them waiting."

Upon hearing this, Wen Chan nodded. "If you're short of money, I have some here that I can help you with."

Chen Bozheng laughed and said, "Don't worry, once the repair shop opens, we'll be making a fortune every day, and I won't need to borrow money from you."

Wen Chan said, "You're really confident. That place is a bit remote. Let me tell you, you have to be prepared for the worst. And once you open, the water and electricity bills and workers' wages will have to be calculated every day. If you're completely broke, will you be able to pay everyone at the end of the month?"

Wen Chan is not exaggerating. These days, water and electricity bills are very expensive, and auto repair shop employees are paid more than ordinary workers. Although these employees are Lin Zhiyong's brothers, they will leave if he can't pay their wages.

"I'm still confident about that," Chen Bo said firmly. "Putting everything else aside, we've already paid Lengzi and his team their wages. They have a wide network of contacts, and if they remember our kindness and help us spread the word, it'll be better than if we spent money on promotion."

There's some truth to that.

Wen Chan stopped talking. She didn't really want to get involved in Chen Bozheng's business. She knew from her own experience that bosses generally don't want others to interfere, whether it's their husbands or wives.

This has nothing to do with whether or not one can be inclusive. Most leaders are not fond of taking orders and are used to acting arbitrarily.

She had already decided that once Chen Bozheng was discharged from the hospital, she would return the mess to him. As for whether she could do it well, that was up to Chen Bozheng himself.