Chapter 507

Su Xinghui said, "Then I'll massage it for you again after I finish eating, and there will basically be no problems."

Lu Xiaoya's grandmother said, "Little Su, you learned this from your aunt's husband, right? Your medical skills are also so amazing!"

Su Xinghui smiled and said, "Grandma, this massage technique of mine was indeed learned from my aunt's husband, but I don't have any medical skills. I only know some massage and manipulation. My aunt's husband's medical skills, wanting to learn them, that's not a matter of a year or two."

Grandma said, "That's also very amazing. Being able to learn your aunt's husband's massage and manipulation skills is already better than many doctors. Your aunt's husband is really a good doctor. My illness has been treated much better by him."

Lu Xiaoya said, "Grandma, you say this every day."

Grandma laughed, "A good doctor is a good doctor, I don't mind saying this every day."

Grandma's words made everyone laugh.

Everyone finished the meal with laughter. Su Xinghui washed his hands and used safflower oil to massage Lu Xiaoya again. After this time, the bruising on Lu Xiaoya's ankle had obviously dispersed almost completely. If you didn't look carefully, you basically couldn't see any difference in color.

Su Xinghui said, "Alright, there won't be any problems tomorrow. As long as you don't run or do strenuous exercise, there won't be any problems."

Lu Xiaoya said, "Then come to eat again this afternoon and massage it for me again."

Su Xinghui said, "I'm going to see a classmate this afternoon, so I might not be able to come for dinner. I'll come to massage it for you after I eat."

Lu Xiaoya nodded and said, "That's fine."

Su Xinghui said goodbye to Lu Zhenghong, Song Qiaoli, and Lu Xiaoya's grandmother and left.

After exiting the Provincial Party Committee compound, Su Xinghui called Jiang Zhaoyang's home according to the phone number Jiang Zhaoyang left him last time. Today was Sunday, and Jiang Zhaoyang was at home. Hearing that Su Xinghui had come to Jiangcheng and had something to find him for, he told Su Xinghui to come to his house.

Su Xinghui took the bus to Jiang Zhaoyang's house. Jiang Zhaoyang's house was in the dormitory of the Jiangcheng Material Bureau. His father was a cadre of the Material Bureau, and he hadn't been assigned a house at the newspaper office yet, so his family of three had always lived in his parents' house.

When Su Xinghui arrived at the Material Bureau dormitory, Jiang Zhaoyang was already waiting downstairs. Su Xinghui said, "Senior Jiang, why did you come down?"

Jiang Zhaoyang said, "Forget it, I thought about it, my house is too crowded, and the child is noisy, there's no place to talk, so I came down. Let's find a place to sit, drink some tea first, and call Zhang Bin in the afternoon to drink some wine together."

Su Xinghui knew that what Jiang Zhaoyang said was also the actual situation. In this day and age, the dormitories of Jiangcheng's government agencies were not very large. Having fifty or sixty square meters was considered quite good. His family of three living with his parents must be quite crowded. It was basically impossible for him to talk to Jiang Zhaoyang quietly.

Su Xinghui nodded and said, "Alright, I'll treat you in the afternoon."

Jiang Zhaoyang was noncommittal. He led Su Xinghui into a small alley and entered a small restaurant. It was almost two o'clock now, past lunch time, and it was still early for dinner, so there was no one in the shop. The shop owner was lying on a lounge chair taking a nap.

Jiang Zhaoyang said, "Boss Xu, I'm going to talk to a friend here, and I'll eat here in the afternoon. Give us a pot of tea."

The boss opened his eyes. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties. Seeing it was Jiang Zhaoyang, he stood up lazily and said, "Little Jiang, then go to the private room and sit."

Jiang Zhaoyang led Su Xinghui into a private room. The shop owner immediately brought a pot of tea into the private room, poured a cup for each of them, put down the tea, and brought in a thermos, "Add water yourself when you finish the tea. I have to go lie down for a while."

Jiang Zhaoyang nodded, and the boss went out and closed the door from the outside.

Jiang Zhaoyang smiled and said, "This Boss Xu is also a laid-off worker. He opened a restaurant here and also does breakfast business, so he gets up very early in the morning, and he has to make up for sleep in the afternoon."

Su Xinghui nodded in understanding.

Jiang Zhaoyang took a sip of tea and said, "What's the matter with you looking for me today?"

Su Xinghui said, "Do you know the name Wang Hongcheng?"

"'Wang Hongcheng'?" Jiang Zhaoyang frowned. As a reporter, his sensitivity was very high. He naturally knew this name that was very popular a few years ago, but he didn't know why Su Xinghui mentioned this name at this time.

Jiang Zhaoyang raised his head, "Are you talking about the one who does water-to-oil?"

Su Xinghui nodded and said, "Yes, that's the person."

Jiang Zhaoyang laughed, "You're talking about this person. When the newspapers published the news about water-to-oil, I was still in college. Seeing this news, I was so excited. I thought this technology was real and our country was going to take off. But now I know that this technology is fake."

Su Xinghui said with a serious expression, "Senior, you also think this technology is fake, right?"

Jiang Zhaoyang said, "I'm not stupid. Later I read many popular science articles about this technology, and of course I know that this technology violates basic physical and chemical laws. I also watched that video. Wang Hongcheng's experiment is just like a child's play. Where is it a rigorous scientific experiment? And now the country has also started not to let the media continue to promote Wang Hongcheng. Isn't this obvious?"

Su Xinghui laughed, "But now there are still some people who believe Wang Hongcheng's invention is true and are still promoting him. They think Wang Hongcheng is a great inventor and is just being suppressed now. There are still people thinking about cooperating with him."

Jiang Zhaoyang sneered, "Those who still believe in him now are either too naive or driven by greed. I have no other reason to explain this behavior."

Su Xinghui originally thought he would have to spend some effort to convince Jiang Zhaoyang that Wang Hongcheng was a con artist. He didn't expect that Jiang Zhaoyang already didn't believe in Wang Hongcheng, and he had gone through a mental journey from believing in Wang Hongcheng to not believing in him. This was really great.

Su Xinghui said solemnly to Jiang Zhaoyang, "Senior Jiang, Wang Hongcheng has come to Jiangcheng."

"'He came to Jiangcheng'?" Jiang Zhaoyang was a bit surprised, "When did he come? How do you know?"

Su Xinghui said, "It should be yesterday. Yesterday he was eating with others in a hotel, and I happened to be eating in that hotel too, so I saw him."

"'Do you know him'?"

Su Xinghui shook his head, "I don't know him, but I heard his dialogue with others. He mentioned the expansion agent for water-to-oil, and others also called him Teacher Wang. I think it should be him."

Jiang Zhaoyang's eyes became very sharp, just like an eagle discovering prey on the ground from ten thousand meters in the air. An excellent reporter should be about the same as an eagle.

"'He is talking to others about cooperation? Who is cooperating with him'?"

Su Xinghui said, "Yes, he is talking to others about cooperating to build a factory. But the identity of the person who wants to cooperate with him is not ordinary. Do you want to hear it?"