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When Ye Fan came out of the sales building, it was already past one in the afternoon.
He had already eaten lunch.
It was a meal he had with Lin Ruowei in the VIP room of the sales building.
Penglai Road.
A silver-haired old man wearing presbyopic glasses was walking when he suddenly stopped. He covered his chest with his hand and revealed a painful expression.
In the blink of an eye, bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on the old man's forehead.
In the end, the old man fell on the sidewalk in a daze.
The nearby pedestrians stopped when they saw this.
"Old man, are you alright?"
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Many passers-by were concerned.
However, no one dared to help the old man up.
It wasn't that everyone was cold-blooded. In fact, in the past few years, there had been many real cases on the Internet where an old man who had fallen had been blackmailed.
After all, no one could guarantee that the old man in front of them was not pretending.
Even if he wasn't pretending and you helped him up, who could guarantee that the old man wouldn't blackmail you?
This was also a real case.
Faced with this kind of thing, people were really afraid now.
Although no one dared to go up to help the old man, these passersby did not just watch.
Someone called for an ambulance.
But at this moment, Ye Fan appeared.
Ye Fan came to the old man's side and bent down to pick him up. Then, he walked towards his car.
"Handsome, don't be afraid. I've already recorded the entire process.”
"This kind little brother is really handsome.”
The reason why Ye Fan dared to stand up and help the old man who fell was because he was afraid that he would die.
It wasn't that Ye Fan was really kind.
It was because his future self had told him in the letter yesterday that an old man would have a heart attack and fall to the ground on Penglai Road today.
It was written that a young man who had acted bravely for the elderly man had stepped forward and sent the injured old man to the hospital.
In the end, the old man was saved, and the young man received a reward of one million yuan from the old man's family.
Now, Ye Fan had successfully intercepted him.
Just like that, Ye Fan drove the old man to the nearest hospital nearby.
After Ye Fan drove away, a young man with a buzz cut among the crowd felt strange.
He was about to step forward and send the old man to the hospital.
In the end, someone stood up before him.
For some reason, he felt like he had missed a chance to make a fortune.
Although it was ridiculous, this feeling lingered in his heart.
When they arrived at the hospital, the old man was pushed to the emergency room.
Ye Fan was not idle either.
She was busy in the hospital, helping the old man with the hospitalization procedures.
Not long after.
A refined middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses rushed to the hospital.
The middle-aged man in a suit was the family of the old man.
Outside the emergency room.
The middle-aged man thanked Ye Fan sincerely,"Little brother, thank you for sending my father to the hospital.”
On the way here, he had already learned that his father had been sent to the hospital by a young man who had done a righteous deed.
"You're too polite."
Ye Fan replied.
At this moment, the door to the emergency room opened.
A male doctor in a white coat walked out.
"Doctor, is my father alright?"
The middle-aged man rushed to the doctor and asked nervously.
"He's already passed the critical period."
"Fortunately, they were sent in time. If they were sent in a minute later, it would have been very dangerous," said the doctor.”
"Thank you, doctor. It's been hard on you."
Hearing that his father was fine, the middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, the middle-aged man took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Ye Fan."Little brother, I really have to thank you this time. It's all thanks to you for sending my father to the hospital in time. I don't know how to thank you. There's a million yuan in this card, and the password is six ones.”
He had already prepared this bank card on the way from the company.
"You should take back this card.”
Ye Fan did not reach out to take the bank card.
If it was in the past, a million yuan would naturally be a huge temptation to him.
But now, Ye Fan still had 14.74 million yuan in his bank card.
Moreover, Ye Fan still had the system.
Therefore, a million yuan was really nothing to the current Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't send the old man to the hospital for the one million yuan.
"Little brother, please accept it. This is a little token of my appreciation.”
The middle-aged man did not take the card back.
He thought that Ye Fan was just being polite to him.
On the way here, he already knew that Ye Fan drove his father to the hospital in a Polo.
His car was only a grocery cart that cost more than 100,000 yuan. This meant that he was just an ordinary person from an ordinary family.
Which ordinary person would not be tempted by a million dollars?
Therefore, the middle-aged man concluded that Ye Fan was just pretending to be polite to him.
He had been in the business world for so many years, so he was naturally familiar with the ways of the world.
"If you insist on giving me money, then reimburse this.”
Ye Fan said as he took out the payment receipt issued by the hospital and handed it to the middle-aged man in front of him.
Just now, the old man's hospitalization fee and other miscellaneous expenses totaled 4521 yuan. It was all paid by Ye Fan.
"This is what I should do."
Soon, the middle-aged man transferred the 4521 yuan to Ye Fan through WeChat.
"This card…"
After transferring the money, the middle-aged man looked at Ye Fan again.
"I really don't want it."
Seeing that Ye Fan was very firm and his expression did not seem to be fake, the middle-aged man had no choice but to put the bank card back into his pocket. He took out a gold-rimmed card from his pocket and handed it to Ye Fan."Little brother, this is my personal business card. If you want to find a job or encounter any difficulties in the future, you can call me.”
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