Shenhao: Please stop messing around

Chapter 383 Chapter 382, ​​The person died, but the money was not spent (4K)

The next morning.

Lin Chu took the small black box and boarded the plane, leaving Seoul and flying to Guangzhou.

I feel like I'm putting together a puzzle, piecing together the context of what will happen one year later.

Although it is a bit troublesome, as I read Zeng Guofan’s diary some time ago, when doing things, you need to be "patient" and be as ruthless as the Grand Council.

No matter how you look at it, this matter still has to be my own fault.

First, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Secondly, when you encounter problems, you hide and leave them to others. When the time comes for the harvest, you will have nothing to do with it.

On the plane, Rashid was still sleepy. He was the one who was pulled out from the crowd of women in the morning. Now he was curled up on the sofa with his eyes closed, taking a nap.

After looking at him, shaking his head and smiling, Lin Chu didn't bother him again.

I didn’t play last night.

I didn't drink either.

Chatting and having fun was to strengthen the already fragile relationship. He did brag a lot, and he still wanted to pull the father and son of the Jin family to his side.

Being cautious in solitude and keeping oneself clean are the requirements that one requires of oneself. That kind of life of debauchery and drinking has long been far away from oneself.

Besides, I wasn't very interested in it.

It’s not that I’m old, nor that I’m noble. In the past, desire came first, then love, but now it’s the other way around.

People are only interested in what they lack.

What I want now is not these. I don’t even have the energy to catch rabbits by picking grass.

The plane was flying at an altitude of ten thousand meters. Lin Chu thought for a while and dialed a number to Wang Huating.

The project to build a hospital in Dubai that was promised to Zhao Peng was approved last year. The land was easy to obtain, and he had his own people to take care of the engineering. As for the medical team and manpower, he went through his channels and managed to find a group of good young doctors.

Money is certainly not a problem.

Besides, Dubai is a developed region, the working environment is not bad, and there are many people who want to go there.

Wang Huating naturally benefited a lot from this incident. His voice, circle and connections all went up a level. His laboratory also received over 100 million yuan in research funding last year.

I am already considered a member of LC.

"I want to acquire several pharmaceutical companies with modern production lines. The higher the production capacity, the better."

After the call was connected, Lin Chu put forward his demands with a smile. How did capital develop into a "squid shape"? The reason is very simple, that is, the self-generated internal driving force of capital. It is just a cold number lying in the account. Turning it into what you want is real wealth. Therefore, the tentacles are increasing and the territory is getting bigger and bigger.

Compared with other capital groups, we still have to consider the issues of investment and rate of return, but for us, we have our own system and this is not necessary at all.

Wang Huating was not surprised to hear this request. He smiled and responded, "Okay, this is easy to do. As long as you have money, the current domestic production capacity is actually saturated. It's a super red ocean and the competition is too fierce. If you want to buy it, there are many people willing to make a move."

"Okay, then please keep an eye on it as soon as possible. The first budget is 10 billion. We hope to acquire all of it. We won't touch state-owned enterprises, but will focus on private and foreign-owned factories."

Lin Chu said a few more words to make his request clear. After hanging up the phone, he looked out through the cabin window at the sea of ​​clouds.

There are many things that I didn’t do before because of laziness or other reasons, but after a while, when I came to my senses, I suddenly realized that I still had to do them.

There is no unavoidable subject in life.

For example, this time, I flew to Yangcheng to meet Mr. Ye.

Before meeting him last time, Lin Chu had obtained more detailed information about him. Needless to say, his identity and background were obvious. He ran several companies in Yangcheng, mainly focusing on export and trade, especially bulk resources and high-tech, acting as a "bridge" between domestic and foreign countries.

As for making money, it must be a lot of money, and the amount is astronomical, unimaginable.

Although various loopholes are gradually tightening now, he has already accumulated a huge fortune over the past few decades, and he is low-key and invisible, the kind that neither Forbes nor Hurun dare to report.

Thinking of this, Lin Chu sent him an edited text message in advance.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I'm Lin Chu. I got your contact information from Kim Byung-jo in Seoul. Mr. Liszt has been missing recently. I have something I want to discuss with you. I hope we can set up a time to have tea together."

After sending the message and waiting for a few minutes, there was no reply. Lin Chu was not in a hurry and was thinking about other things.

in case……

If we assume that a super virus really breaks out in a year and not even we can survive it, how should we live in that year?

Of course, this is a very extreme assumption, and it feels a bit worrying, but now the plane is flying in the sky and there is nothing else to do, so we might as well think about it with an open mind.

A year is neither long nor short. It is enough time for a wealthy man to go bankrupt and fall from grace due to a broken capital chain. It is also enough time for a heavily indebted person to make a comeback. However, other unexpected things in life are even more difficult to predict and estimate.

"Chu, you look so melancholy, which makes my heart flutter. Hahaha, what are you thinking about?"

Rashid, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, opened his eyes at some point and joked with a grin. He liked to make such vulgar jokes more and more, and as their friendship grew deeper, his language became more and more vulgar.

Rolling his eyes at him, Lin Chu said frankly, "I was thinking, if you were going to die in a year, how would you live now?"

"Whoa! Fuck!"

"Hell question!"

"Quick, I think you need a psychiatrist. Are you depressed?"

Rashid pretended to be panicked and sat up straight, laughing in an exaggerated tone, "What kind of good person would think about such a question for no reason? It's ridiculous."

"No kidding, I'm serious."

"The club knows, right? Liszt knows, right? He's missing, right? He went to get an organ transplant, or do some other weird scientific experiment... He made a promise with me for one year. If he fails to 'resurrect' after one year, he will release a horrible virus that will spread across the world. You should believe that he has the ability to do it."

Lin Chu said in a calm tone, if this kind of thing is shared, wouldn't it make friends feel uncomfortable too?
really……

Hearing this, Rashid felt terrible and stared at Lin Chu in disbelief, trying to find evidence from Lin Chu's expression that he was joking, but Lin Chu immediately took out the letter again.

After quickly reading it, the little prince said: …

From laughing, it suddenly turned into not laughing.

Emo is stuck.

Same melancholy.

Scratching his messy hair, he knocked his head against the table unconsciously, like knocking a wooden fish, and after more than ten times, his forehead finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his head and looked at Lin Chu with resentment.

"I think I need a therapist right now."

"Hey, is there a doctor on the plane?"

He pressed the service bell and shouted.

Of course, this behavior is also a bit of a joke, but seeing that he is also troubled by this, I feel really good. Flowers in the greenhouse have never seen the fear of an approaching storm, right?
Child, you still need to practice.

Lin Chu looked at him with a smile, thinking with a certain degree of gloating.

A few minutes later.

Two people in white coats, one man and one woman, came in from the end of the cabin carrying a medical kit, their steps hurried and their eyes concerned: "Boss Lin, what happened?"

"Doctor Li, I'm not feeling well. I was frightened by Lin Chu."

"He just asked me a question. If the earth is going to be destroyed in one year, how will you live this year?"

"I am really scared."

"Doctor Li, can you answer this question?"

Rashid picked up the letter on the table, and then asked seriously and pitifully, trying to pass the negative emotions from Lin Chu to the next person like passing the buck.

Doctor Li: …

Inability to vomit.

All of a sudden, I understood that these two rich but helpless people were just scaring themselves for fun. There was definitely no real symptom. They were just fooling around.

However, dealing with their "nonsense" is also part of my job.

After all, as Lin Chu's private medical team, it is their job to transform from an intern with an annual salary of 300,000 to a private doctor with an annual salary of 6 million.

"Will everyone die? Or will it be like Thanos' finger, where half of them will die randomly?"

Doctor Li asked with a unique idea that a detailed dissection of illusory problems is also an important treatment method to break through nothingness, just like dealing with "ghosts" when we were children.

Rashid was stunned for a moment and looked at Lin Chu.

Lin Chu smiled and waved: "Sit down, sit down, both of you, let's talk about this problem. Well, the specific type should be like Thanos, where half of them die randomly."

Doctor Li and the nurse sat down next to the sofa and acted as companions, chatting with the two.

Hearing Lin Chu's supplement, the pretty and emotionally intelligent nurse thought about it, smiled and said: "Then I might go back now, sell the house first, and then use the money to eat all the food I want, until I weigh 200 kilograms, and then take my parents to fly around the world. If necessary, I can find a few more male models... If I really want to die, I must spend all the money before I die! Otherwise it will be a loss!"

Rashid: ...

"I can't spend it all! How can I spend it all in one year? How can I be so poor? Chu is even richer! According to 100 billion, the average daily medicine cost is 300 million! How do you spend it? Tell me?"

He was waving his arms and flailing his arms, screaming and yelling, but there was a bit of Versailles in his expression.

Nurse: ...That's enough.

Lin Chu saw that at this moment, the corners of Doctor Li's mouth were twitching with great effort, and he didn't know whether he had the urge to hit someone. Rashid's words were indeed quite harsh.

However, to be honest, this kind of chat is really quite interesting.

The phone vibrated slightly. It was a message from Mr. Ye. After a quick glance, Lin Chu didn't rush to reply and waited for the conversation here to finish first.

"It's really cruel, but when I was working in the hospital before, I saw a lot of patients like this, young and old... For me, I will probably work until the last minute."

Doctor Li said in a calm tone, rubbed his eyes and smiled shyly.

Lin Chu believed that what he said was true.

This doctor was recommended by Wang Huating. He has a very pure character, is a top student, has rich experience, and has very strong goals and plans for his life. He signed a three-year contract with himself. These three years are for him to solve the problems of financial freedom and marriage. It has been agreed that he will leave after three years to go to a public hospital to treat patients and save lives, thus fulfilling his life ideal of practicing medicine.

Lin Chu also appreciates this state of life.

These professional and technical personnel have strong wills, pure beliefs, little internal friction, and are likely to live a happy life.

Rashid licked his lips when he heard this and said, "No, I don't believe it. I'll give you money now, 10 million US dollars. Is it enough? Will you change?"

He started to get angry.

Excellent qualities such as hard work are naturally completely incompatible with the little prince. What are those things?

Doctor Li smiled and responded, "Okay, no problem. If you really want to give me that much money now, I will resign now. Sorry, Mr. Lin... We can sign a contract and show you my living conditions every day. Of course, if you want to observe in person, that's no problem either, as long as you have the patience."

This gesture...is a sure kill.

Rashid couldn't hold it anymore and stared at him for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, looking even more "melancholy".

He continued to tap the tabletop lightly with his forehead.

It's just that the force is much smaller than before.

Lin Chu looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, feeling inexplicably happy.

"You guys continue chatting, I'll take a call."

The phone rang. After taking a look, Lin Chu picked it up and walked towards his lounge.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I'm Lin Chu."

The other party's voice on the phone was surprisingly polite: "Mr. Lin, hello, I know about this matter. About a week ago, Mr. Lister sent me an email and a gift. It was a password box, but it had a self-destruct device. It said that the password would be sent in a year. I'm still confused. I contacted their staff, and they probably didn't have the level to do it, so they didn't know what was going on."

"What's going on with Mr. Lister now? I haven't heard from him."

"Where are you now? When are you free? I'll treat you to a simple meal."

He spoke very quickly, and it was obvious that he was a man who valued efficiency above all else. He got to the point and didn't waste time at all.

This attitude surprised Lin Chu a little, but on second thought, he must have his demands, and he should have some understanding of his own identity and strength, and could be considered a person at the baseline.

Thinking of this, Lin Chu smiled and said, "Tonight, it's 11 o'clock in the morning. I'll arrive in Yangcheng around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. At 7 o'clock in the evening, you decide the location. We can talk in person."

"Okay, okay, let's put it this way for now. I'll send the location to your phone later."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chu smacked his lips.

Another safe?

I don't know if there is any other way to open this thing.

You can't really wait a year, right?

Too passive.

The old fox is a bit biased and strange. These two have safes, so why doesn't he have one?

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(End of this chapter)