After the divorce, I was in charge of a billionaire family, and my ex-wife’s family cried out

"Uncle Yu, what's going on?"

The fiery red Ferrari galloped all the way, and drove directly to the door of the medical room in the manor.

Lin Feng picked up Lu Ningxiang who was sitting on the back seat, and carefully placed him on the hospital bed.

At this moment, Lu Ningxiang's face was pale and her eyes were closed.

On its abdomen, a slender knife edge was exposed, with a large amount of blood stained, dyeing the Yuebai cheongsam red.

"I don't know either. I only know that after the eldest lady left in the morning, she never came back."

Uncle Yu clenched his fists with guilt on his face.

"Later, I couldn't get in touch with anyone, so I sent someone to look for it, and found that the eldest lady's car was parked by the side of the road."

"She's lying in there, as she is now."

Lin Feng's cheeks twitched, and he felt a little guilty.

Perhaps, it was what he said to Lu Ningxiang this morning.

That's why she put herself in danger and encountered a crisis.

"No, the murder weapon that stabbed Mr. Lu should have opened a blood groove, which caused great damage to the subcutaneous tissue. Given the conditions here, it is difficult to suture the wound to stop the bleeding!"

The manor family doctor in a white coat exclaimed, his face became a little ugly.

"I come."

Without further ado, Lin Feng took out the needle box he carried with him.

Chi Chi!

His moves are swift as the wind.

Three slender silver needles stably pierced the acupuncture points near Lu Ningxiang's wound.

I saw that the blood-stained wound was constantly bleeding, and the bleeding was stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"As expected of Mr. Lin, it seems that Miss is saved!"

Seeing this, the manor's family doctor, together with several female nurses, showed admiration for Lin Feng.

Uncle Yu was overjoyed and gave a thumbs up.

He didn't take Lu Ningxiang to the urban hospital because he was afraid that his enemies would continue to hunt her down.

Secondly, it was expected that Lin Feng had arrived at the manor ahead of schedule.

Instead of asking outsiders to help, it is better to implore Lin Feng, a medical expert, to help!

At this moment, the effect of the silver needle to stop bleeding is immediate.

Immediately, Uncle Yu breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing that his choice was the most correct.

"Don't pull out the needle, and notify me immediately when she wakes up."

Once the bleeding is over, the rest becomes a lot easier.

Two nurses treated Lu Ningxiang's wound and sewed it up with leather staples.

Then get a suitable blood pack from the small cold storage and transfuse Lu Ningxiang.

Seeing that her face gradually regained some blood color, her breathing gradually stabilized.

Several people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not a big problem, it should wake up soon."

Lin Feng took the pulse, let go of Lu Ningxiang's white wrist, stood up and said to Uncle Yu.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, you are really my lady's noble person!"

Uncle Yu burst into tears with gratitude, bowing to Lin Feng frequently to thank him.

"It's easy to do, and Mr. Lu and I are also friends, so you don't have to be so polite."

Lin Feng shook his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was seven ten in the evening, and the financing meeting had already begun.

"Mr. Lin, since Miss is fine, I'll take you to the venue first."

Uncle Yu came to his senses, wiped the corners of his eyes, and led Lin Feng to an auditorium deep in the manor.

After a while, the two came to a huge stepped auditorium.

The lights inside are brightly lit, and there are crowds of people. If you look around, there are no less than a thousand people.

At the bottom of the circular staircase, there are four judges sitting tonight, and they are the four giants of Haicheng.

Shen Aojun, founder of Tianyin Capital and president of Haicheng Chamber of Commerce!

The leader of Tianlong Industry, Li Tianlong, vice president of Haicheng Chamber of Commerce!

Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Huang Shixiang, President of Haicheng Medical Association!

The head of the White Tiger Hall, Zhao Hu, the underground emperor of Haicheng!

The four sat around a round table, and behind them stood two entourages.

"Mr. Lin, your position is here. Next, we will call the number and let all the applicants show up on the stage."

Uncle Yu led Lin Feng to the right corner of the auditorium stairs, pointed to an empty seat and hurriedly finished speaking, then walked to the judging platform below.

He came to Mr. Shen's side, leaned over and said something.

Old Man Shen raised his eyebrows, without changing his face, he still smiled and nodded in all directions.

Lin Feng nodded secretly.

As expected of the number one boss in Haicheng, this kind of calm demeanor in times of crisis is definitely not something that ordinary people can learn.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a figure across the round table.

Lin Feng couldn't help but froze.

The man stood behind Li Tianlong with his hands behind his back, wearing a baggy black suit, with a thin appearance and two mustaches around his lips.

Master, this is definitely a martial arts master!

There is often an inexplicable aura among martial arts masters.

It's like two fierce tigers, even if they are far apart, they can still smell each other.

A pair of large sunglasses covered the upper half of the man's face, making it impossible to see his eyebrows clearly.

But Lin Feng could clearly sense that the other party seemed to have sensed something, and looked this way.

His heart trembled, and he quickly retracted his gaze, unwilling to expose himself to the other party's eyes.

"Hey, buddy, which family are you from, you're a little embarrassed, is it your first time to participate in a financing conference?"

At this moment, on the seat beside him, a fat man with a white face nudged Lin Feng with his elbow and asked wonderingly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Lin Feng. I'm just an ordinary person."

Lin Feng nodded, unwilling to say more.

"No one who can enter this place is an ordinary person."

The fat man with a white face was obviously not that easy to fool, and he tilted his mouth to the side.

"See, in our area, the people sitting here are all dandies from Haicheng, and they were all forced to come here by the elders of the family."

Lin Feng followed his gaze.

I saw some young people sitting on the surrounding seats.

One by one, they were staggering, with their legs crossed.

Either lower your head to play with your phone, or chat with others in a low voice.

"Hmph, they are all worthless, don't imitate them, we can't let others say that our young people in Haicheng are inferior to each other!"

The fat man with a white face shook his head, persuading him earnestly.

"Hey, Huang Pangpang, you still have the nerve to talk about us, aren't you sitting in the same area as us?"

Someone looked up from the phone and smiled at the head with a crooked mouth.

"I'm going to prove it to you this time. I'm Huang Pangpang and I won't lie flat like you. I'm the role model for the second generation of Haicheng!"

The guy called Huang Pangpang punched hard and shouted in a low voice full of fighting spirit.

"See, I have been preparing for this financing conference for a long time."

He took out a thick recruitment letter from under his buttocks, and waved it at Lin Feng like offering a treasure.

"sharp."

Lin Feng nodded.

"Being able to be brought here by Steward Yu in person, you must have been placed with high hopes by the elders in the family."

Huang Pangpang smiled, and his fat face showed the familiar expression of "a fellow of the same kind".

"In the past, those old guys just played us perfunctory, just took a few million chicken feathers and sent us away."

"Chicken feather stick?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

It turned out that Mr. Shen also thought that he was just on a whim.

That's why it was arranged to be in the same area as these dandies who lay flat in Haicheng?

"No way, brother, you didn't even figure out the way of the financing conference, so you dare to come here?"

Seemingly realizing that Lin Feng wasn't pretending to be confused, Huang Pangpang was speechless.

"A financing amount of less than 1000 million is called a chicken feather lottery, which is used to send favors."

"The formal recruitment threshold is between 1000 million and [-] million."

"And between [-] million and [-] billion is another threshold, and the requirements are much higher."

"One billion or more is the bid king. Only Haicheng's high-quality large-scale enterprises that have developed rapidly in recent years are eligible to compete."

After a brief explanation, Huang Pangpang touched the proposal with a look of enjoyment.

That wretched look was like stroking his lover's smooth back.

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and goose bumps arose on his arms.

"Tonight, my goal is 5000 million!"

Huang Pangpang's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked sideways at Lin Feng, as if waiting for exclamation and admiration.

However, Lin Feng looked calm, just nodded and hummed.

"What is your goal? By the way, where is your recruitment letter?"

Huang Pangpang seemed a little dissatisfied with Lin Feng's reaction, and asked deliberately.

"No, I just made a temporary decision yesterday to participate in this financing conference."

Lin Feng didn't hide anything and shook his head.

"What, you don't even have an application form, or did you just decide to participate yesterday?"

The voice fell.

Huang Pangpang was completely dumbfounded.

He also thought that Lin Feng was different from those guys who lay flat.

In the end, at least they asked the secretary to help them get a proposal letter, just to fool around.

Fortunately for Lin Feng, he just came here empty-handed, not even his face!