From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor

Zhao Feiyang said indifferently, "President Tang, haven’t you seen your son?"

Tang Jingwei sighed, sizing up the injuries on Zhao Feiyang’s face. The guy was badly hurt. Tang Jingwei had a bit of a headache but felt no sympathy for Zhao Feiyang. It would be better if this brat were dead. In fact, recently, he had been quietly collecting evidence of Zhao Feiyang’s business crimes. Don’t think that being two-faced means no one can touch you. No one who betrays me has a good end.

Zhao Feiyang said, "My chest hurts a lot. I won’t get up to greet you."

Tang Jingwei said, "No worries, your recovery is most important." He sat on the sofa by the bed, habitually crossing his legs, continuing to observe Zhao Feiyang.

Zhao Feiyang looked at him defiantly. Today was different from the past. He no longer had to act according to the chairman’s moods. The Tang Brothers were the real culprits behind Pei Lin’s death. If it weren’t for their desire to control him, Yang Mufeng wouldn’t have appeared. If Yang Mufeng hadn’t appeared, Pei Lin wouldn’t have taken such desperate measures, and their child wouldn’t have been born posthumously.

Tang Jingwei said, "Feiyang, I deeply sympathize with your situation. I’m very sorry for what’s happened."

Zhao Feiyang said, "I don’t need sympathy, and there’s no need for you to be sorry, President Tang. I believe this has nothing to do with you. Even if there were some misunderstandings at work, you wouldn’t resort to such low tactics to resolve them."

Tang Jingwei said, "Feiyang, I know we’ve had some misunderstandings recently, but I can assure you, I’ve always recognized your abilities. I’ve seen the effort you put into your work." Not mentioning accomplishments but only effort showed that Tang Jingwei didn’t acknowledge Zhao Feiyang at all.

Zhao Feiyang said, "President Tang, in my current state, I’m not fit to talk about work."

Tang Jingwei said, "Feiyang, you’re a smart person. You know why I’m here."

Zhao Feiyang said nothing, and Tang Jingwei also remained silent. The two fell into a brief silence, both calculating.

Zhao Feiyang understood that Tang Jingwei had come to make things clear. The initiative was in his hands. He wanted to see how far Tang Jingwei would go.

Finally, Tang Jingwei spoke first, "Feiyang, you should understand Tianyi. He didn’t participate in Huayuan’s management, and he’s not aware of what happened internally in Huayuan. He..."

Zhao Feiyang interrupted Tang Jingwei’s nonsense bluntly, just explaining for Tang Tianyi, "President Tang, I think it’s better to let the police investigate. I trust their ability. They will certainly give everyone justice."

Tang Jingwei said, "Feiyang, you should be clear about Huayuan’s current situation. I’ve thought it over and decided to transfer the shares of Changxing Hospital."

Zhao Feiyang was secretly pleased. Tang Jingwei had initially been very firm on this matter, unwilling to give up the profitable piece of Changxing Hospital. With Jiayue Department Store becoming the major shareholder, Huayuan Group’s debt crisis wouldn’t greatly affect Changxing Hospital.

Zhao Feiyang outwardly acted indifferent, "President Tang, you are the majority shareholder. Whom you wish to transfer the shares to is your freedom. I have no right to interfere."

Tang Jingwei said, "Feiyang, I’m very aware of your relationship with Jishi Medical Investment Co., Ltd."

Zhao Feiyang wasn’t easily fooled by his trap, coldly saying, "President Tang, I am unfamiliar with that company. I have no dealings with them. Although they have sent representatives to learn about Changxing Hospital and showed interest in acquiring it, I’ve never had any in-depth communication with them in private or in public. As the head of Changxing, I’ve been diligent and conscientious, believing myself to be accountable to all shareholders and employees alike."

Zhao Feiyang was very clear about Tang Jingwei’s intentions. He was emphasizing his relationship with Jishi Medical Investment Co., Ltd. Zhao Feiyang was very cautious about this matter. After all, as the director of Changxing, he had to be accountable to the board led by Tang Jingwei. If he were caught selling out the hospital’s interests, it would involve business crime, and Tang Jingwei might not hesitate to prosecute him.

Tang Jingwei cursed the scoundrel’s shamelessness to himself and chuckled, "Feiyang, you’re too sensitive. I’m not accusing you of anything. Everyone is aware. You were the one who initially brought Huayuan into Changxing. You know best how much we invested. Let me make it clear; it’s thirty billion. Below this figure, I’m absolutely not letting go."

Zhao Feiyang looked at Tang Jingwei and said, "I’m afraid thirty billion can’t fill Huayuan’s current gap."

Tang Jingwei said mockingly, "You still care about Huayuan’s survival?"

Zhao Feiyang said, "President Tang, you came to the wrong person. I’m just an employee. No matter who’s the boss, that won’t change the reality. After the transformation at Changxing, whether the new boss uses me or not is unknown. So there’s no point in discussing this with me."

Tang Jingwei cursed internally, feeling cornered. I’ve already conceded this much, and you’re still playing hard to get? Do you really plan to get something for nothing, leaving me with nothing?

Zhao Feiyang said, "As for when this matter can be resolved, that doesn’t depend on me."

Tang Jingwei left the hotel filled with anger, feeling disgraced. Even someone like Zhao Feiyang dared to give him attitude.

Sitting in the car, his emotions were conflicted. At the worst, his son would serve a few years in prison. He couldn’t retreat anymore. The greed of these people surpassed his imagination—a bunch of scum that devours without spitting out the bones.

Qiao Yuanjiang hasn’t replied to him yet. He had clearly promised to speak on his behalf to Qiao Rulong, but there’s been no word for so long. Does he also think I’ve fallen so low, that even he won’t help?

The driver asked respectfully, "President Tang, where to next?"

"Shut up!" Tang Jingwei roared.

The driver was as silent as a cicada in winter. He could tell Tang Jingwei was in a bad mood, but just because you’re in a bad mood doesn’t mean you can take it out on me. What did I do to provoke you?

Tang Jingwei felt an indescribable suffocation. He rolled down the car window, but the heat wave from outside rushed in, so he quickly closed it again. His mind was racing, and suddenly he thought of someone.

Wang Zhengdao felt Tang Jingwei’s visit was somewhat sudden, but he still found the time to meet with him.

The two had dealings in business many years ago. Since Wang Zhengdao fell ill, he no longer appeared in public. Although Tang Jingwei would call during festivals to send greetings, Wang Zhengdao’s responses were always indifferent.

If it weren’t absolutely necessary, Tang Jingwei would not have contacted Wang Zhengdao. Before reaching out to him, he wasn’t even sure if Wang Zhengdao would agree to meet.

Before meeting Tang Jingwei, Wang Zhengdao had already looked into his current situation, learning about Huayuan Group’s predicament and the recent events in the Capital City.

Jishi Medical Investment Co., Ltd. caught Wang Zhengdao’s attention. He remembered that his son, Wang Jiancheng, was also an investor.

Wang Zhengdao did not ask his son about this matter; with his experience, just a bit of pondering made him understand where the issue lay.

Tang Jingwei brought Wang Zhengdao a celadon carved lotus petal pattern deep-belly lidded porcelain vase from the Longquan Kiln. He knew from before that Wang Zhengdao liked collecting porcelain. This vase was quite valuable, one of Tang Jingwei’s cherished collections. If not for his disappointing son, he wouldn’t have been willing to part with it.

Wang Zhengdao glanced at the vase, and although he liked it inwardly, he showed no expression outwardly. He didn’t act politely with Tang Jingwei either. Since you’re willing to give it, of course, I won’t refuse. In this world, everything can be measured with money; he wouldn’t take Tang Jingwei’s stuff for free and would offer some return, the amount depending on his mood.

Tang Jingwei briefly explained what had happened.

Wang Zhengdao frowned, "President Tang, since you insist your son didn’t do it, given your connections, it shouldn’t be hard to find out who’s behind this."

Tang Jingwei sighed, "It doesn’t make sense." He was very aware that even if he found out, he couldn’t afford to offend them. It’s clear this was the work of Jishi Medical Investment Co., Ltd. If he pursued this and it led to Qiao Rulong, he had no means to bring them down.

Wang Zhengdao leaned back in his chair, "From what you’ve said, this matter is fundamentally a business move."

Tang Jingwei said, "Some people are resorting to any means to suppress prices."

Wang Zhengdao laughed, "In business, playing by underhanded means is bound to fail. Oh, my son seems to be invested in that company too."

Tang Jingwei stared blankly at him. Wang Jiancheng is also a shareholder of Jishi Medical Investment Co., Ltd.? I came to the wrong person! How could Wang Zhengdao possibly help me? These people are all in the same elite circle, looking down on me from above. Thinking of this made Tang Jingwei feel both frustrated and pained—the frustration of seeking help from the wrong place, and the pain of having given such a precious vase to Wang Zhengdao, which he now couldn’t take back.

Wang Zhengdao looked at Tang Jingwei with a smile, "Don’t overthink it. I wasn’t aware of this, and neither was my son. The current person in charge of Jishi Medical Investment Co., Ltd. seems to be named Qi Shuang. Have you heard of this name?"

Tang Jingwei pursed his lips. Of course he’d heard of him; isn’t Qi Shuang Qiao Rulong’s lover? Qiao Rulong even divorced because of this, but thanks to the powerful Qiao Family, they managed to cover it up, causing no impact on Qiao Rulong.

If Qiao Rulong was really the mastermind, then the chance of resolving this peacefully would be nearly impossible.

"Given Qiao Rulong’s stature, it’s unlikely he’d do such a thing. My son wouldn’t either. By the way, do you know about this Qi Shuang?"

Tang Jingwei shook his head. With all his problems, he had no mind for these sensational news stories.

Wang Zhengdao whispered, "Have you heard of He Dong Group?"

Tang Jingwei said, "Yes, I know the president of He Dong Group, Pan Tianhua, and my son is friends with his son, Pan Weidong."

Wang Zhengdao’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile. People like Tang Jingwei make some money and think they have risen above everyone else, but he still doesn’t know his place. He’s just halfway up the mountain, thinking he can look down at those below, not realizing that there are still people watching from the mountain peak above.