On the way, Bai Jingxuan almost burst out laughing when he heard the news from Qin Wuyang.
This Zhu Mingqi was really pitiful. Why did he call me for no reason? He disturbed my sleep and even beat me up in the hospital.
"Well, after all, he was hospitalized because of me. Isn't two catties of oranges a little too shabby?”
Bai Jingxuan glanced at the orange on the passenger seat as he drove. After a long hesitation, he muttered,""Okay, then bring him another catty of Tao.”
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In the People's Hospital of Shanghai, Zhu Mingqi was lying on the bed with a pale face. There was no one around to serve him, and he looked a little miserable.
With a creak, the door to the ward was pushed open.
"Yo, President Zhu, why do you look so miserable? You're the president of a big company, after all. Why don't you have a few lackeys serving you?”
Bai Jingxuan pushed the door open with a perfect smile on his face. He casually placed two pounds of green oranges and a pound of potato on the bed.
Seeing him come in with a comical gift, Zhu Mingqi immediately shivered.
"Hey! I didn't expect President Zhu to be so happy to see me. If I had known earlier, I would have spent two more yuan to get you two more roasted sausages.”
Bai Jingxuan sat on his bedside and said seriously.
"Burp!"
A strange sound was heard. Zhu Mingqi suddenly sat up and pulled off the oxygen mask on his face.
"You f * cking stepped on my oxygen tube!”
Zhu Mingqi's saliva splattered everywhere. After he finished speaking, he fell onto the bed with a loud bang as if he had lost all his strength.
Bai Jingxuan's expression turned awkward. He lowered his head and realized that he seemed to have stepped on a pipe. He quickly moved his foot away.
He moved his feet away and reached out to check Zhu Mingqi's breathing. When he found that he was still breathing, he quickly put on the oxygen mask.
After a while, Zhu Mingqi finally recovered. He opened his eyes and saw Bai Jingxuan sitting by the bed with half of an orange in his hand. He was grimacing as he ate.
Damn it!
This bastard was too careless!
Not only did he come to see me with two lousy sour oranges, but he's actually eating them himself now!
"Young Master Bai, you're really good!”
Zhu Mingqi leaned against the pillow with difficulty. He looked at Bai Jingxuan who was eating the sour oranges with a slightly lifeless gaze and said with a complicated expression.
On the one hand, he was very appreciative of Bai Jingxuan's methods in the past month.
On the other hand, as an opponent, it was extremely painful to use such a method on himself.
Once upon a time, as a big shot in the business world, Zhu Ming had used these methods on others. This time, he had wet his shoes by the river and lost all his temper because of a young man.
"If that good-for-nothing brat in our family had half of your methods, I would have retired early.”
Zhu Mingqi's eyes flickered with a complicated light as he sighed leisurely.
Bai Jingxuan sneered and said," Oh, then you are indeed quite miserable. Your son is not only not very smart, but he also has no basic filial piety." I'm about to die, but I didn't even come to see you.”
F * ck your mother!
Why did I suddenly think of playing the emotional card with this bastard!
This f * cker was just a fool. Normal people's thoughts could not keep up with him at all.
Zhu Mingqi was so angry that his whole body trembled. Bai Jingxuan looked at him, afraid that this old man would suddenly give up.
"Aiya, President Zhu, take your time playing the scam game. I'll be leaving first.”
Bai Jingxuan sat up, grabbed a green orange and walked towards the door.
As he walked, he muttered,"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that these two yuan per catty of sour oranges taste quite good.”
After leaving the ward, the coldness on Bai Jingxuan's face gradually magnified.
Even though Zhu Mingqi had just forcefully pulled himself together, everyone knew that the old man's body was seriously injured. He wouldn't have the energy to take over Dasheng Culture in a short period of time.
And this gap was the best time for Yuxuan Culture to start a war against Dasheng and lay the foundation for victory!
Back in the car, Bai Jingxuan and Zhu Mingqi dialed the phone almost at the same time.
"Beep, beep, beep-"
After a busy tone, Qin Wuyang picked up the call.
"Zhu Mingqi's health seems to be quite serious. If you're ready, we'll start our plan ahead of time. However, he had to be careful. This old fox could also be pretending.”
Bai Jingxuan said coldly. Although he still couldn't figure out Zhu Mingqi's depth, so what? It was just a sick tiger.
In the face of absolute strength, any scheme was just a paper tiger that would collapse in one blow!
"Understood. Then let's start operating!”
Qin Wuyang did not have any intention of refuting and agreed straightforwardly.
That night, Bai Jingxuan's plan to attack the publishing industry of Dasheng Culture began!
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