Ruan Zhiwei fell silent when he heard the news from his trusted aide.
Chen Jing hung up the phone after giving a few more instructions. She looked at Ruan Zhiwei who was lying on the bed and said,"
"Honey, I told you it was just a dream. Why are you so serious?”
"I just feel that if it's a dream, it's a little too real.”
Ruan Zhiwei shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Forget it, it doesn't smell good anymore. My wife, Xiao Heng, you should rest early too. Xiao Heng will go to the company tomorrow and help me bring my laptop over.”
"What notebook!" Chen Jing was unhappy when she heard that.
"You almost lost your life just now! Hurry up and recuperate. Why are you still thinking about work?”
"Damn, aren't I much better now? Look, I've taken a breather. It's not hard for me to speak now.”
"Hiss…"
Hearing Ruan Zhiwei's words, Chen Jing and Ruan Heng suddenly noticed.
At this moment, Ruan Zhiwei's face had unknowingly turned rosy, and his voice was full of energy.
"That's not right, hubby. Logically speaking, your lungs have been pierced, and your sternum and ribs have been connected. Why…"
"I don't know either. Anyway, I don't feel uncomfortable at all now. Maybe it's because my body is better, hahaha.”
“……”
Chen Jing didn't say anything else.
Although she was not as knowledgeable as Ruan Zhiwei, she knew one thing very well.
Logically speaking, it was a miracle that someone who had suffered such a serious injury like Ruan Zhiwei could still breathe.
Speak?
Was this a joke?
And her face was rosy?
How was this possible?
Seeing that the sky had turned white, the family did not continue discussing. They turned off the lights in the ward and went to rest.
……
At the same time, in the mourning hall on the first floor of a luxurious villa in the wealthy district, one of the men wearing mourning clothes suddenly woke up!
"What's wrong, brother? Why don't you go and sleep for a while? You still have to deal with the company's matters tomorrow. I'll just watch over Dad.”
The awakened man rubbed his temples and looked at the coffin in front of him. He said in a deep voice,"I just…dreamed of Dad."
"Ah?"
"Dad told us not to cremate his body yet. He even said that he would prepare 51 million in cash.”
“……”
Everyone in the mourning hall looked at the man with a strange expression.
"Brother, is Dad short of money over there? Let's go burn again…"
"No, Dad said it very clearly. It's cash, rmb.”
“……”
After another period of silence, the man sighed and said,""It's only 50 million.”
"Dad has brought us brothers and juniors up well when he was alive. Now that he has some requests, we have to satisfy them, right?”
" Brother is right. I'll go prepare it now…Oh right, Brother, prepare the money…"
"Let's put it aside for now. Perhaps this is just my imagination.”
The man's younger brother nodded.
"It's good to prepare more cash. Now that Dad has passed away, the other companies will definitely be eyeing our Hengda.”
"The more preparations we make, the more room we have to fight back.”
The man smiled bitterly.
The room to resist…perhaps.
Only his grandfather could control those wolves and tigers.
A mere 50 million?
Even if he took it out, it would be like throwing it away.
Saying all this now was just to comfort everyone's hearts.
"Sigh…"
A sigh that no one could hear came from a corner of the mourning hall.
Zhang Jianguo looked at his children with a heavy expression.
"Don't worry. Even if Dad dies, he will come back to life and support Hengda again.”
"I still have to take it further!"
Zhang Jianguo made up his mind and walked out of his mourning hall.
At this moment, he looked more illusory than when he first met Xu Changqing two days ago.
Zhang Jianguo took advantage of the fact that the morning sun was not completely angry and flew toward the address that Xu Changqing had given him.
The scenery around him flashed past, and Zhang Jianguo looked like he was enjoying it.
There were actually benefits to being a ghost.
How could a living person experience the feeling of flying?
Zhang Jianguo's speed was very fast. In a short while, he arrived at the address marked on the card.
"This place…when did a hotel appear?”
Zhang Jianguo looked at the 44-story hotel building in front of him, his eyes full of doubt and confusion.
He was the head of a powerful real estate company in the three eastern provinces.
He was very clear about the land planning and land use in Shengjing City and even the entire northeast in recent years.
Moreover, this location was a villa area under the name of Hengda Real Estate.
There was no reason for him not to know that a hotel building had appeared out of nowhere!
Moreover…the name Rebirth Hotel sounded strange and absurd.
"Would anyone really stay in a hotel like this?”
" I hope that Mr. Smith didn't lie to me…"
After confirming the address on the card, Zhang Jianguo sighed and walked towards the hotel.
"Swoosh!"
The automatic door opened, giving Zhang Jianguo a fright.
"This…this door can recognize me as a ghost!？”
Before he could come back to his senses, something even more surprising happened.
A man and a woman at the door bowed politely."Welcome to the Reincarnation Hotel!”
“……”
"Hello, how long have you been dead?”
"I…"
Zhang Jianguo felt numb as he looked at the people around him.
He had been dead for two days.
In the past two days, no one but Xu Changqing had noticed his presence.
Why was he here…
"Sir, there's no need to be puzzled." Lan Yueyue was dressed professionally as she walked over leisurely.
"We are a hotel that specializes in providing services to the dead. All the service staff present are dead, so you can communicate here without any hindrance.”
"I'm the general manager of the Reincarnation Hotel, Lan Yueyue.”
Zhang Jianguo was shocked.
A hotel that catered to the undead?
How many mysterious existences were there in this world that he did not know about?
Zhang Jianguo took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
It is said that if you live as a hero, you will die as a ghost.
He was a great person when he was alive. After he died, he couldn't lose his aura and identity.
"Hello, Manager Zhu. I'm here to look for someone.”
"Looking for someone?"
"That's right. I wonder if there's a Mr. Su here?”
As soon as he said this, the waiters in the lobby looked at each other. Lan Yueyue could not help but be stunned.
Su?
Boss?
Who is Zhang Jianguo?
He was a shrewd old man. He saw something from Lan Yueyue's face at a glance.
"Looks like this old man has found the right place, hahaha!”
"To be honest, I was invited by Mr. Su, Xu Changqing, to come here.”
Lan Yueyue was enlightened." So you're Boss's guest. Please have a cup of tea and wait for a moment. I'll help you contact him right away."”
Boss?
Zhang Jianguo smiled and nodded, but his heart trembled again.
So that mysterious Mr. Smith…was the owner of this hotel that was said to serve the dead?
Hiss…
Zhang Jianguo couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when he thought of the connection.
That Mr. Smith was indeed an extraordinary figure!
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