Chapter 404

The First Municipal Hospital is always so busy; the joys and sorrows of life, and the bright and dark sides of human nature, intersect here.

Wang Yan chatted happily with the patient in front of him, asking about their condition, naturally followed by those learning from him. His current apprentices are not like those from before, purely transferred from the hospital, but rather children from the families of other great TCM masters who already have some basic foundation, students brought over from TCM schools, and a few who admired his reputation and recommended themselves to work under him. In terms of pure skill, these are naturally stronger than his early disciples, which is quite good.

Just then, a young nurse ran to the door and called out, "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he is an old acquaintance of yours. I don't think he's lying, so I came to let you know."

To see him, the Divine Doctor Wang, one must naturally make an appointment in advance; after all, he is so busy that if anyone could just come and find him, he would never have any peace. Besides, he also has the identity of a Long Teng big brother and is closely connected with the upper echelons, so there are too many people seeking his help.

Nodding, he asked, "What are his features?"

The young nurse recalled and said, "Hmm... he's in his forties, limps on one leg, and is actually quite good-looking."

"Got it, tell him to wait in my office."

It was already near noon, and there were only a few patients left from the morning appointments. Wang Yan finished seeing the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position at the First Municipal Hospital is Director of the TCM Outpatient Department; he manages everything related to TCM, but his administrative rank is that of a Vice President. This is mainly because the scale of the TCM outpatient department is still too small to be separated. This is also because he didn't want to do it that way, as it would inevitably require a large number of medical staff, and rapid expansion would lead to uneven personal quality among the staff. This is about healing the sick and saving lives, not him swinging a blade to grab territory; a thick foundation is the most important thing.

Opening the door and entering, he saw Shui Zuliu, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, stand up with a smile: "Long time no see, Director Wang."

"It has been a long time." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, sat on the sofa next to him, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and didn't forget to toss one to Shui Zuliu. Seeing him light the cigarette, he said, "You have a lot of nerve, still daring to come and see me?"

Shui Zuliu gave a wry smile: "We don't have such deep hatred, and I also believe we are both reasonable people; you wouldn't deal with me for no reason."

"I just don't understand, you started a business with Luo Shibin, and he kicked you out long ago, so why are you still running errands for him? What are you thinking?"

"It seems you are very familiar with our situation..." Shui Zuliu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "It can't really be considered being kicked out; I still have shares, I just don't manage things anymore. And the company is currently preparing for an IPO, so my shares are still worth some money."

"It's about to go public, didn't Luo Shibin take your shares?"

"There weren't many to begin with, and later shareholders invested money, which diluted them a lot. If the IPO goes smoothly, it's enough for retirement. Director Wang, let's not talk about this; I believe you should know the purpose of my visit. I don't know what your thoughts are?"

Wang Yan looked at him with a smile and said calmly: "If I remember correctly, we made it very clear back then that this child has nothing to do with you. Luo Shibin can no longer have children; now that he's looking back to want one, is he tired of living?"

"Everything is negotiable; there is always a solution. A big figure like you wouldn't haggle with the two of us. Besides, what are we busy with in this life? Isn't it all for the children? Although he can't compare, he has some achievements now, and those industries are what he wants to leave to the child."

"You aren't living this life for the child." Wang Yan criticized him: "Jianhua got into Huaqing the year before last, and he's twenty this year. At this age, do you think he can still be recognized? Even if he is, so what? Besides, you should have investigated Bingkun's industries and roughly know their level; do you think Luo Shibin's little bit of stuff is of any use?"

"No, whether to recognize him or not is Jianhua's business. Binzi's meaning is, he doesn't ask for much, just let Jianhua know that he has a father like him, and that's enough. I know Bingkun listens to you, this older brother, and the matter back then was also decided by you. So my meaning is, if you have any requirements, you can state them; we will definitely try our best to do whatever we can."

Wang Yan shook his head and said: "It's not that I have any requirements; Jianhua is the son of Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan. If you want to talk about this matter, you should find that couple."

"But that couple listens to you."

Wang Yan's deterrent power is too strong; they know about the Long Teng matter. After all, Wang Yan is a divine doctor, and Long Teng started by selling medicine, and Zhou Bingkun's company is also called Long Teng Tea Drinks; this person is too ruthless. Although there is no one protecting Zhou Jianhua, they dare not go and recognize the child privately. Because the child will always go home to verify with his parents, and that would inevitably lead to Wang Yan; the two of them would definitely not end well.

The reason they came this time is also because they see the child is grown, and they see Zhou Bingkun's company growing stronger, and the gap between them is becoming increasingly unreachable; if they don't recognize him now, there will be no chance in the future. So they came directly to Wang Yan, wanting to clarify things with the one who can make the decisions.

"It was your and that Tu Zhiqiang's negligence and playing blind that allowed Luo Shibin to succeed. Of course, maybe you were busy with things back then, so I won't talk about that. But the current matter has nothing to do with you; why bother running around as a lackey for Luo Shibin? You were the big brother, and now you are willing to be ordered around by your former lackey? You should be thankful; if it weren't for my good temper, I would have kicked that leg of yours until it broke.

Although I have only met Luo Shibin once, I know about the two of you over these years; he has never been a decent person, and having been with him for so many years, you should know that."

Wang Yan smiled, pressed out his cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up, and patted him on the shoulder: "Go find Bingkun; he is very interested in chatting with you. If you don't find him, he should be looking for you soon anyway."

After speaking, regardless of Shui Zuliu's unclear expression and distracted mind, he went out to the cafeteria for lunch.

It is now September 1993. Zhou Jianhua got into Huaqing the year before last, Wang Jianye got into Jingda last year, and Zhou Bingbang just went to Zheda this year. As for Feng Yue, she got into Northeast University last year, which is also quite good. This is still influenced by her biological mother; otherwise, in the original drama, she would have gone to Huaqing. Of course, there is also the reason that she lived with Feng Huacheng and her biological father's requirements for her were not strict, but the school itself is also very good, which is her own talent.

As for Zhou Rong, she hasn't taught at Jiangda for a long time. With her teaching while carrying negative emotions, the students hated it deeply. After they reported it, the leaders talked to her, but it didn't work once or twice; she still went her own way. Of course, the school leaders knew the relationship between Zhou Rong and Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Bingkun, so they gave her some face. At first, they didn't clear her out; it was Zhou Rong who quit and left directly.

After leaving school, Zhou Rong didn't stay in Jichun, this sad place; she got on a train and left, and there has been no news for several years. The people of the old Zhou family tacitly stopped mentioning her. Perhaps in private, the old couple Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua will sigh and talk about it.

Originally, by this time, Zhou Jianhua had already gone abroad and died, but now it's different; he didn't go abroad. Originally, Zhou Jianhua had already confirmed a government-sponsored quota, and he would have had a full scholarship there, but unfortunately, he has a good uncle.

Over these past few years, cooperating with the country, there is no lack of money or resources. What Wang Yan wants to research are all those kinds of advanced things, plus the Body-Strengthening Pills sell for a sky-high price; that's not making money, that's robbery. After all, the cost of the Body-Strengthening Pills is not a secret, and even if the specifics aren't clear, one can estimate roughly. Adding in various scientific research achievements, the foreigners are jealous.

Naturally, it's the same as the previous world, being targeted. Under these circumstances, how could those children possibly go abroad? So they can only honestly study in the country, and there's no need to think about anything else.

Of course, it's not to say that the foreigners must target them, but the foreigners are indeed disgusting, so it's better to be prepared. Of course, according to Wang Yan, he personally doesn't care about the means; if there really were someone stronger than him, threatening him, and he couldn't catch up, he would mostly likely be able to do it too. After all, the technologies he has mastered so far aren't all purely self-developed, right...

Seeing Wang Yan leave, Shui Zuliu sat there blankly, pondering, but he didn't think for long before being awakened by the cigarette butt that burned his hand. He hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette, sighed, drank the tea in the cup in front of him, stood up, and left. After all, this is Wang Yan's director's office; the director is gone, so why should he stay?

The meeting with Wang Yan was basically equal to not meeting. A total of one cigarette's time, not many words spoken, nothing nutritious. But although he didn't give a definite answer, he did tell him to find Zhou Bingkun; listening to the meaning in his words, there is still room for negotiation.

Leaving the First Municipal Hospital, he found a restaurant and had a simple meal, then set off for the newly zoned development zone in the south of Jichun. This is a commercial area developed in recent years, and Jichun's large and small companies are basically all here. And the one undertaking the development of this development zone is Long Teng; Zhou Bingkun's construction company also benefited a bit, and he even got himself a headquarters building, not far from the Long Teng headquarters.

Originally, Wang Yan wanted to just leave it alone and let it develop on its own; of course, in fact, he really didn't manage it much. Except for the original tea drinks which he helped with, everything else was researched and started by Zhou Bingkun himself. This is mainly because when capital reaches a certain level, it's hard to lose money. When Old Su Dage passed away, he also ate a lot. It is also because of this that Zhou Bingkun developed quite well, and now he is also a notable private enterprise and a big boss in one area.

With development and growth, Zhou Bingkun also established a separate group company, named Kun Zheng, which is Kun from Zhou Bingkun and Zheng from Zheng Juan, which is not bad. He placed Long Teng Tea Drinks under its subordinates, and other businesses were also merged into the group. Of course, before doing these things, he discussed it with his good brother; after all, Long Teng Tea Drinks has 60% of his shares.

Wang Yan doesn't care about this kind of thing, and he doesn't look down on Zhou Bingkun's little bit of money. After all, if he really wanted to do it, the private enterprises in the country would have no way to survive. He doesn't play with low-end production at all now; it's all high-end manufacturing and cutting-edge technology, and he doesn't even make money if he has it. Even for the profiteering real estate due to urbanization and shanty town renovation, he only does real estate for his own employees. That is to build ecologically perfect communities and provide them to his employees at near-cost prices to solve housing problems; he doesn't do anything else.

This development zone now is only because he wanted to contribute to his hometown that he took the job; of course, he didn't make less money...

Looking up at the tall and imposing Kun Zheng Building, Shui Zuliu praised it, went to the front desk, stated his name, and said he knew Zhou Bingkun and wanted to see him now. The receptionist, like the young nurse in the hospital, seeing his confident and natural manner, also helped him report it. After getting permission, she took Shui Zuliu to the chairman's office on the top floor.

Shui Zuliu considered himself to have seen the world, but seeing Zhou Bingkun's office, he still felt a sense of "a small knife stabbing the buttocks." Entering the door, what attracted people wasn't anything else, but the 270-degree large floor-to-ceiling windows, and in the distance, one could see the booming Jichun. Sunlight spilled into the spacious office, which was extremely bright. Behind the wide desk on the west side, there wasn't a pretentious bookshelf, but a huge landscape painting. The whole feeling it gave people was simple, clean, and even more imposing.

Zhou Bingkun, sitting behind the desk, nodded to his secretary and stood up with a smile: "Brother Shui, long time no see."

Although he had long known that things were different now, looking at Zhou Bingkun, who was in a suit and leather shoes, had his own demeanor, and was full of confidence, Shui Zuliu still couldn't help but compare him in his mind to the slightly reckless silly boy from the past. He shook his head and gave a wry smile: "President Zhou, now, you are the brother."

Zhou Bingkun laughed, stepped forward two steps, and patted his arm: "It's just a form of address; besides, I'm used to calling you that. No need to be so polite; just like before, call me Bingkun. Come, sit down and talk."

The two went to the tea table by the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down. Watching Zhou Bingkun skillfully fiddling with the tea set, Shui Zuliu sighed: "It really is thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; I couldn't have imagined it, I really couldn't have imagined it..."

"Don't talk about you, even I couldn't have imagined it." Zhou Bingkun shook his head and smiled: "It was my brother who promoted me; he is the truly amazing one."

After chatting and laughing for a while, looking back at the past and sighing about the present, Shui Zuliu drank some tea and got to the point: "Bingkun, you should know the purpose of my visit. To tell you the truth, before I came, I went to find your brother; I think his attitude was not bad. You say it's been so many years, the matter back then should be let go. Binzi and I were caught back then, fought and got injured, and can't have children.

Before we were caught, the two of us brothers tried our best; fifty yuan, Bingkun, you also know, that was not a small amount back then. Honestly, if it weren't for those fifty yuan, the two of us wouldn't have taken such a big risk, and maybe we wouldn't have been caught. Binzi's request is not excessive; it's just to let Jianhua know of his existence. If you have any requirements, just state them; as long as we can satisfy them, we will definitely try our best to do it."

Zhou Bingkun shook his head in disdain: "Brother Shui, don't say anything about you guys not having it easy; there's no such thing. If I really didn't understand, that would be one thing, but back then, you two did that, and earning one or two hundred a month was easy. Besides, even without Jianhua, wouldn't you two have done that anyway? Being caught is just bad luck; don't shift the responsibility onto the child; it's meaningless.

We also said back then that this child has nothing to do with him. Didn't my brother say it? If you guys wanted the child, you could have had him; it was you who didn't want him. Fifty a month wasn't what you wanted to give; that was what my brother beat out of you. To put it bluntly, did you two dare not give it? You didn't have the guts, right? Brother Shui, although you and Tu Zhiqiang both had responsibility for the matter back then, Tu Zhiqiang has been dead for many years, so I won't talk about him; I still think highly of you.

Why? Because I know that back then, when the money was to be sent, you were the one who insisted on it. If it weren't for you, that bastard Luo Shibin wouldn't have cared about Zheng Juan's life or death. It was also you who found me to send money to Zheng Juan, which is how the connection was made; speaking of which, you can also be considered a matchmaker. Let's not talk about the child's matter. Someone like Luo Shibin shouldn't have a son. I'll put the words here first: if Luo Shibin dares to secretly go find Jianhua, I will kill him no matter what. You go back and tell him clearly; let him give up this idea.

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Now, let's talk about our business."

"Our business?"

"Our business!" Zhou Bingkun nodded and said: "Luoshui Group was founded by you and Luo Shibin, in 8? If I break your other leg, you won't have any way to deal with it, right?

Luoshui Group is about to go public now; some of the shares in your hands were bought by him with money, and the remaining ones have been diluted a bit over these years, and they will be diluted again when it goes public. Compared to you fighting for the world with Luo Shibin back then, aren't these current ones just sending off a beggar? Is it worth it?"

"We are brothers who have shared life and death; this little thing is nothing."

"You are really able to endure; hard-mouthed, right? Good. Then tell me, why did you privately contact the Shengjie Group in England?"

Shui Zuliu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "How did you know?"

"Things have come to this, so I won't hide it from you; that is the company I had people establish." Zhou Bingkun smiled with great confidence: "I knew when you two were reselling electronic products in Yangcheng back then; I also know clearly that you two went to Pengcheng four years ago and started a wire-drawing factory. Later, those four hundred tons of wire in your factory were unsalable, and you wanted to switch to electronic products but lacked money to operate, which is why I bought shares."

"What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple; kick Luo Shibin out and let him wander the streets. Don't look at me like that; no matter who this matter happens to, they won't let it go, not to mention he still wants a child now? Brother Shui, I am speaking up for you. You also know that the shares in your hands don't play any decisive role. After going public, not to mention that there are 25% of tradable shares, the stock market is doing well now, and Luoshui's development is also good; other shareholders, including Luo Shibin, all want to cash out. Don't you also have that idea? Kick Luo Shibin out, and it will be good for all of us. Someone like him shouldn't have the fortune to enjoy wealth."

Shui Zuliu didn't answer, just silently lowered his head and drank tea, his expression unclear.

Zhou Bingkun turned his head to look at the infinitely beautiful and booming Jichun outside the window, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a confident smile...

---Side note---

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