After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

Zhu Feiwan keenly grasped the dean's intention, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already anticipated this scene.

She knew that she would become a key chess piece at the next negotiation table.

"Dean, there is no need to rush. The Lu family is not the only family in the world that is generous. As for the problem of tight funding for the hospital, I have my own solution."

Her words were light, but her eyes flashed with unquestionable firmness, which made people involuntarily feel trust in her.

"You? Just you? Haha!"

Chang Wenjuan laughed loudly upon hearing this, her laughter full of disdain and ridicule, "How interesting! I have never seen anyone in my life dare to boast so much in front of me, and it is so unrealistic. Well, I would like to hear what tricks you have?"

As she spoke, Chang Wenjuan adjusted her sitting posture and looked directly at Zhu Feiwan, her eyes full of provocation.

However, Zhu Feiwan did not respond to her gaze directly. He just lowered his head slightly, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said calmly and indifferently: "The time is almost here."

"I think she is stalling for time on purpose. You should know her background better than I do. If she really has the ability, she would have shown it long ago. I declare in advance that my investment has a time limit. If this problem cannot be solved immediately, then the investment will be abandoned!"

Faced with Chang Wenjuan's relentless pressure, Zhu Feiwan chose to remain silent, which made Chang Wenjuan turn her anger towards Dean Jiang.

Dean Jiang frowned, caught in a dilemma for a moment.

He had indeed heard about Zhu Feiwan's background.

Her master is Professor Li, who enjoys a high reputation in the international medical community. He has five disciples, all of whom are elites in the medical field. As the only female disciple, Zhu Feiwan's future achievements are naturally limitless against the backdrop of four outstanding senior brothers.

Although he was well aware of Zhu Feiwan's potential, faced with the actual financial pressure, President Jiang had to weigh the pros and cons and believed that the current 50 million yuan of financing was more urgent.

Just as he was about to compromise and get up to see the guest off, the office door was suddenly pushed open by an external force, and a group of men in black suits and sunglasses filed in, each carrying a small safe of the same style under their white gloves.

The leader was a young and handsome man with deep and charming brown eyes, and his mixed-race face gave him a unique temperament.

"Junior sister, I'm sorry, I'm late."

The man smiled at Zhu Feiwan, with a hint of playfulness and confidence in his smile.

He strode up to Dean Jiang and stood still. The powerful aura he emanated from him made the dean feel oppressed, as if the air around him had become heavy.

"Here are three million dollars, all packed in these boxes. From now on, Junior Sister will become one of the official shareholders of Rica Hospital!"

As he finished speaking, the men in black opened the safes in their hands in unison, and rows of snow-white banknotes came into view.

The dean was stunned. He had never seen such a huge amount of cash. His eyes were wide open and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Three million US dollars, converted into RMB, is close to 200 million yuan!

This was undoubtedly a godsend for the hospital. He was overjoyed and quickly stretched out his hand to shake hands with the man.

However, the man just glanced at him with disdain, put his gloved hands back into his pockets, completely ignored the dean's enthusiasm, and instead fixed his eyes on Chang Wenjuan standing beside him.

Faced with this sudden huge amount of wealth, Chang Wenjuan couldn't help but be stunned.

His presence was too strong, and his unruly temperament made it almost impossible to look directly at him.

"It was this old lady who looked down on my junior sister and wanted to kick her out? Huh?"

The man narrowed his slender eyes slightly, and his tone was mixed with coldness.

Chang Wenjuan suddenly became restless and her body trembled involuntarily. She asked in disbelief, "What did you call me? Auntie?"

"Don't like this name? What about the old witch?"

The corners of the man's mouth rose, but his smile was colder than before.

Chang Wenjuan was so angry that her face turned pale. She suddenly jumped up from the soft sofa with her eyes wide open: "Do you know who I am?! I am the distinguished daughter-in-law of the chairman of the Lu Group! Lu Huaijin's mother!"

There was unquestionable pride and authority in her words, trying to overwhelm the other party with her status.

"I know. Lu Huaijin's mother is just like him. She is arrogant and rude."

Chang Wenjuan was so excited that her hands were shaking and she covered her chest.

She turned around angrily and yelled at the two burly bodyguards behind her: "Teach him a lesson and let him know what respect is!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a row of bodyguards in black suits carrying heavy safes moved quickly in the shadows behind her, and the safe was closed silently.

Then, they pulled out the cold, hard metal products from their waists in unison.

A row of black gun muzzles flashed coldly in the dim light and were aimed at Chang Wenjuan. Her heart seemed to jump out of her chest. She clutched the clothes on her chest tightly with both hands, holding her breath in her throat. Her eyes rolled back, and her body fell backwards weakly, and she fainted directly on the soft sofa.

Dean Jiang, who was watching this scene, turned pale with fear, and his soul almost left his body. "Big brother, let's talk it over nicely. Let's resolve it peacefully."

His voice was trembling noticeably, and he was obviously frightened by this sudden change.

"uh-huh."

The man responded slowly, with a playful smile on his face. He turned his gaze to Zhu Feiwan beside him, and said with a hint of teasing, "Junior sister, I'll listen to you."

"Put it away."

Zhu Feiwan had no expression on her face and her voice was extremely cold, as if all this was just a trivial matter in daily life and not enough to cause any fluctuations in her emotions.

The man waved his hand gently, and the row of guns was instantly and professionally taken back by his well-trained men. Everything returned to calm, as if the tense atmosphere just now was just an illusion.

He casually glanced at the fainted person beside him, raised his toes, kicked lightly, and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "How weak, you can't stand being scared."

Then, he smiled evilly and turned to Zhu Feiwan, his eyes gleaming with curiosity: "How did this guy bully you five years ago? Tell me about it."

Zhu Feiwan glared at the man with a warning look in his eyes, indicating that he should not mention that past event again.

The man immediately understood, covered his mouth exaggeratedly, and strode towards the large office chair of Dean Jiang. He opened his arms, sat down steadily, and then crossed his legs, with a leisurely and indifferent attitude: "Now, let's talk business and sign the contract."

"Hey, okay, okay."

Dean Jiang was sweating profusely and didn't even dare to breathe.

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