Chapter 79 The Seventy-Nine Days of Not Running Away The Seventy-Nine Days of Not Running Away...

Chapter 79 The Seventy-Nine Days of Not Running Away The Seventy-Nine Days of Not Running Away...

Darren Matt and the others were barely managed to be dealt with.

Zhuo Lai has scheduled Wen Chan's surgery for this Saturday, which is only two days away.

When she called Chen Bozheng, her tone was very relaxed.

Chen Bozheng said, "Don't we need to worry about those Americans? There's really no need to be in such a hurry."

He was worried that Wen Chan would be preoccupied with the stock market and wouldn't be able to rest properly to prepare for the surgery.

In fact, he underestimated Wen Chan.

Once Wen Chan has identified a stock that she believes in, she will never change her mind repeatedly. Besides, she is certain that the stock markets of Microsoft and Intel will rise this month, so she has no psychological burden at all.

Wen Chan said, "They're easy to deal with. As long as they make money, they'll all follow me. In the end, nobody turns down money. But I think Miss Zhang has other troubles on her side."

"Will it affect you?" Chen Bo asked with concern, frowning.

He suggested, "If you feel annoyed, just pretend you're uncomfortable and get rid of it. Although Miss Zhang has helped us a lot, we don't need to really sell our lives to her."

Upon hearing this, Wen Chan laughed heartily, leaning back on the cushion, and said, "Chen Bozheng, you're instigating me to do bad things, you're so ungrateful!"

Chen Bo was leaning back on the sofa with his arms crossed. "You're being heartless. Of course I'm on your side. Even if you're being unreasonable, you can just pin it on me and say I ordered it."

Wen Chan said, "Of course it was you who ordered it. I would never do such a thing."

She joked with Chen Bozheng for a few moments before saying that she didn't care about Zhang Yurong's troubles. In her opinion, most wealthy families were like that, which was not surprising.

As for the intricacies of Zhang Yurong's family life, they are nothing more than commonplace occurrences for wealthy Americans.

But she still underestimated Zhang Yurong's relatives.

That morning, she had just returned from a walk, chatting and laughing with Jiang Zihan, when she encountered an uninvited guest.

These uninvited guests were none other than Zhang Yurong's uncle, Zhang Zhaozhong, his wife, and their two children.

"You are the Miss Wen that Yu Rong mentioned."

Zhang Zhaozhong looked Wen Chan up and down.

He sat on the sofa in the ward, lit a cigarette, and did not act like someone who should be visiting a patient.

Jiang Zihan's heart skipped a beat, sensing that the visitor's intentions were ill-intentioned. She looked at Wen Chan with her eyes, asking if she should go and call a nurse.

Wen Chan sat down opposite Zhang Zhaozhong. "Mr. Zhang, it seems rather impolite of you to come uninvited."

Zhang Zhaozhong snorted coldly, "Do I need to be polite to someone like you?"

His son coughed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my dad hasn't been in a good mood lately. We had arranged to visit you with Yu Rong, but Yu Rong received a phone call and went out for a bit, telling us to wait for you here."

Wen Chan said "Oh," poured herself a glass of soda water, leaned back, and said casually, "Miss Zhang didn't tell me you were coming."

"This was a spur-of-the-moment decision. Yu Rong probably thought we were all family, so there was no need to be so formal. Actually, in America, people don't have as many rules as they do in China," said Zhang Zhaozhong's son.

Wen Chan found it amusing. The old man and the young man, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, were really trying to fool her.

If they were truly polite, they wouldn't have bothered to introduce themselves since they came in, and instead tried to fool people by saying that Americans don't follow rules.

If she hadn't suffered enough losses on Wall Street in her past life, she probably would have really thought that Americans were free, generous, and unruly.

"In that case, let's wait for Miss Zhang to arrive before we discuss it further."

Wen Chan showed no mercy, saying, "You're just making baseless accusations about being Zhang Yurong's uncle or cousin. How am I supposed to know if that's true or not?"

"Didn't you just recognize my dad?" Zhang Yuwen shrewdly seized on the flaw and asked with a smile.

Wen Chan spread her hands, feigning ignorance, "Oh dear, I do think Mr. Zhang looks familiar, but all of you Chinese look alike, especially the men, you all have the same face. How am I supposed to know if I'm mistaken?"

Just then, Zhang Yurong arrived with a foreigner.

As soon as she came in, she sensed that something was off. She looked around and said to Wen Chan, "Wen Chan, I just went out to meet Philon. This is my stepmother's son."

She emphasized the word "stepmother".

Wen Chan immediately realized that this person also had ill intentions, so she smiled and nodded.

“Yu Rong, you’ve come at the right time. This Wen Chan you invited, what kind of attitude is that? He’s not polite to me or your uncle at all.”

Zhang Zhaozhong's wife, dressed in a cheongsam and draped in a cashmere scarf, pointed at Wen Chan with a tone of accusation and dissatisfaction.

Zhang Yurong was taken aback. She had a good relationship with her aunt, so she said, "Aunt, Wen Chan is not in good health. She is introverted and easily misunderstood, but she would never disrespect people."

Zhang Zhaozhong said in a deep voice, "Yu Rong, you weren't here just now, so you didn't see that she didn't even greet us. She even said she didn't know if we were your uncle and aunt. Now tell her, are we your uncle and aunt?"

Zhang Yurong couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

She already found it troublesome that she had no choice but to bring Philon along, and now her uncle's family was suddenly creating problems for her, as they were at odds with Wen Chan. This was unexpected and troublesome for her.

Zhang Yurong looked at Wen Chan, her eyes asking her what was going on.

Wen Chan shrugged. "I really don't know them. Ignorance is no excuse."

"It was my fault. I should have stayed in the dense forest."

Zhang Yurong breathed a slight sigh of relief; it seemed that Wen Chan hadn't really had a conflict with her uncle's family.

"It's not about whether you know her or not, it's about this person, Yu Rong. Do you think she's qualified to manage such a large fund and such a large project?"

Zhang Zhaozhong frowned as he looked at Wen Chan, as if she were a fraudster. "I've checked her background. She hasn't received much formal education. She's not even as good as the average American worker. Does she know how to invest, how to trade stocks, or how to make a profit? We're worried that you'll be fooled and mistake a fraudster for a stock market guru."

Ding-dong.

Wen Chan silently pressed the doorbell.

This is the real reason why Zhang Zhaozhong and his group were so rude to her.

“Uncle, this is my decision. I think that since my father didn’t interfere with me, you should have no reason to stop me.”

Zhang Yurong understood.

She was quite annoyed. Her uncle's family said they wanted to visit Wen Chan and show their concern for her. Zhang Yurong wanted Wen Chan to meet more people here and integrate into her social circle, so she agreed.

Little did she expect that her uncle's family, who had spoken so kindly before coming, were now acting as if they were undermining her.

If Wen Chan is unaware of the true situation and thinks that she is using her uncle's family to raise questions, wouldn't that affect their cooperation?

"Yu Rong, you're still young, you don't understand. If you ask me, your father is confused too. He's deliberately trying to see you mess things up!"

Your aunt also advised, "Look at your uncle. Ever since your father married that white woman, he has argued with almost all the relatives here. Now your uncle has been suspended from his job. Your father is determined to be taken advantage of by that woman. He no longer cares about you, his daughter. You mustn't fall for your father's schemes."

When Auntie said these words, she didn't hide the fact that Philon was there, and even glared at Philon.

Wearing an English suit, Philon leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets. After being glared at by his aunt, he smiled back and said, "Yes, my mother is very powerful. She is Helen Keller, the White Bone Demon from Journey to the West who eats people without spitting out the bones."

The aunt was furious.

Philon said to Zhang Yurong, "May, after hearing what they said, I'm starting to suspect that my mother was behind it. Why don't you seriously consider replacing her with someone else? Maybe replacing her with Matt could revive that fund."

Zhang Yurong was furious.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer and said to Philon, Zhang Zhaozhong, and others, "Please leave and don't disturb the patient's recovery."

"Yu Rong!"

Before her aunt could say anything more, Zhang Yurong turned her back and made a gesture toward the dense forest.

Mi Lin understood and looked at Zhang Zhaozhong's family, "Please leave, everyone. Miss doesn't want to talk to anyone right now."

Zhang Zhaozhong and the others walked away with angry expressions and dissatisfaction, turning back every few steps.

Philon was also invited away by Milin. Before leaving, he did not forget to say that Zhang Zhaozhong and others were right. Wen Chan was obviously a big fraudster who deceived the world and stole fame.

These words infuriated Zhang Yurong, who wished she could take off her high heels and throw them at Philon's handsome, pale face.

"Have some water to cool down."

Wen Chan poured Zhang Yurong a glass of water and washed a mint leaf.

Zhang Yurong took the cup, thanked her in a muffled voice, and took a sip of water. The soda water was icy cold, and the minty aroma was refreshing, which slightly calmed her irritability and depression.

She looked up at Wen Chan, "I really didn't expect my uncle and the others..."

She had received a call from Philon midway through the journey, and fearing he might cause trouble, she brought Milin along to pick him up.

Unexpectedly, it was her own family members who caused the trouble.

How much do you know about your uncle's suspension and investigation?

Wen Chan held the cup. Zhang Yurong was indeed generous; all the utensils in the ward were provided by her, and even a simple glass was a Barat brand.

Zhang Yurong said, "It's nothing more than embezzling public funds. This kind of thing is commonplace and not surprising."

Wen Chan said, "I've checked the information. He's been in charge of a high-end apartment project in Central Park, New York for the past few years. But the project is very expensive. The investment alone would require at least 100 million US dollars. But given the current housing prices and sales in that area, it's hard to break even."

Zhang Yurong was stunned for a moment, then frowned. "What else do you know? Tell me everything."

Wen Chan sighed, then decided not to keep them in suspense any longer. "It's common for real estate companies to invest heavily in creating a flagship product, even at a loss, just to generate buzz. Only when the brand is established can customers buy in. In this case, to recoup their investment, the real estate company will also buy up surrounding land and use the increased property value from the flagship product to make money from other properties. But the land surrounding this luxury apartment building wasn't developed by Excellence Properties, but by Dylan Properties."

"Dylan Products is my family's mortal enemy!"

Zhang Yurong finally understood. "You mean my uncle colluded with them?!"

"At least according to the information Sun Xiaojun helped me check, those lands were all successfully bid for by Dylan Properties. Those who know about bidding know that it seems fair, but in reality, everyone uses their own methods. How could things be such a coincidence?"

Wen Chan said calmly.

She's already given you all the tips she can; she doesn't know anything more, and she doesn't have time to look it up.