Xiang Honglian rushed to Lin Yao's desk and grabbed a dragon fruit from the table, confiscating it.
The dragon fruit was specially brought up to Lin Yao by Aunt Wang downstairs, because she knew that Bei Bei's family had received help from Lin Yao, and this ordinary citizen expressed his respect in the simplest way.
Lin Yao didn't mind Xiang Honglian taking his food, and turned to look at Xiang Honglian with some surprise, "What's wrong, Sister Xiang?"
"I'm so frustrated!"
Xiang Honglian vented her emotions with an emphasized tone before continuing to explain, "Didn't I tell you last time that I was lucky enough to get a spot for Minhong's 'Hepatitis B Granules'? Now it's troublesome, Minhong's hospitals in Beijing have all closed down. It was canceled before it was even my turn to pick up the medicine, and I heard they won't be issuing any more."
"How do you know the door won't open? Didn't Minhong say it was temporary?"
Lin Yao found Xiang Honglian's words very strange. This girl always managed to find out a lot of inside information, and most of this information was very close to the truth, which was truly admirable.
"Pshaw! Anyone with a brain could see why Minhong closed Beijing Hospital. He's challenging the banking system. I suspect things aren't that simple. There must be something else going on with the banking system behind this. Otherwise, how could so many banks be simultaneously pressuring Minhong to repay his loans?"
"Moreover, these loans are not large, single-loan loans, but rather scattered across more than a thousand individual transactions. And the bank is really capable of simultaneously chasing after these loans."
Xiang Honglian was indignant on Min Hong's behalf, forgetting about her own affairs. She gripped the purplish-red dragon fruit tightly with her right hand, making Lin Yao worry that she would crush the slightly soft fruit if she squeezed any harder. He quickly shrank back to avoid being innocently harmed.
"How do you know so much? It's normal for banks to collect on loans; they're worried about not being able to recover the loans and turning them into bad debts."
"What professionals say is true. Although Minhong only mentioned it once, there are naturally professionals who can analyze it. And you know what? The experts on the Internet are really good. They are much better than those 'experts and professors' who shout on TV and in newspapers all day long."
Distracted by Xiang Honglian, he loosened his grip. "Our Minhong is truly courageous. We refuse to bow down to these forces. Now look what's happened. From now on, bank officials will no longer be able to become Minhong members, and even their family members will be barred from becoming members."
After laughing, Xiang Honglian immediately became worried again. "But my qualifications are so bad that I have to go to another city to take the medicine. Even the nearest city, Baoding, is so far away. How much work will I miss for one course of treatment? President Chen will definitely not be happy. What's more, Minhong has launched 'Care Granules' now. I can buy them for only 28 yuan, but the round-trip transportation costs more than 100 yuan, and it will take a lot of time. That damn bank!"
Lin Yao laughed heartily, and after much back and forth, Xiang Honglian finally steered the conversation back to her own interests. "Take leave, President Chen will approve it. Treating hepatitis B is a big deal. Don't wait until the hospital in Baoding closes down, or you'll have to go somewhere even further away."
"Yes. The hospitals in Tianjin have all closed down. I heard that the pressure to repay loans in Tianjin is so intense that Minhong is even planning to sell the hospital."
Xiang Honglian looked somewhat distressed and unconsciously put the dragon fruit in her right hand into her mouth. Only after touching her lips did she suddenly realize that it was very hard. She knew that taking a bite would be disastrous, so she quickly put the dragon fruit down and glanced left and right.
"Little Fatty, what are you looking at?"
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9:30 PM, Yangwei Hotel. Top-floor luxury suite.
Basil Winton, Basil's grandfather, the head of the Winton family, Smida Winton, the head of the McWeas family of the Chicago conglomerate, Ben McWeas, the head of the Wook family, Sias Damp, and Steve Smith, who had just left Beijing a few days earlier, all appeared at the Yangwei Hotel.
Through the efforts of Basil Winton, all the foreign patients who had been cured by Lin Yao gathered in this luxurious suite, making the originally spacious suite somewhat crowded. Naturally, all the suites downstairs in Yangwei Hotel were also emptied, because these people all brought at least three or five attendants, but none of them appeared in the luxury suite on the top floor tonight.
Holly Ford, an important figure in the Wolllake Corporation whom Lin Yao had been "investigating," also appeared in the luxurious suite on the top floor, looking sickly. However, seeing his pitiful state, the group of dignitaries gave him the softest sofa to lie on, waiting for the angel to arrive.
One hundred and fifty-three foreigners, all men, almost all elderly, stood quietly, their faces all turned toward the exquisite double doors of the suite, because Basil Winton had received a call from Lin Yao saying that he would arrive within five minutes.
Knock knock knock
A knock sounded, and Basil Winton rushed towards the door with rocket-like speed, appearing rather unsteady, but no one thought it was impolite. According to the information relayed by Basil Winton and Peter McWeas, they too were eagerly awaiting the angel's arrival.
Minhong's international members have been granted new powers. In addition to having easier access to people of equal status, joining this club also allows them to recommend patients to Angel. This is why cured patients rushed to Beijing immediately, because no one can give up the newly added power of membership—priority longevity.
Open the door!
Basil Winton was stunned and almost cried out.
A familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared outside the door—a very handsome and young face.
Basil Winton certainly recognized the face. He had seen the young man's photo and knew that he was the son of the chairman and general manager of China Minhong Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. His name was Lin Yao, and he was twenty-three years old this year. He even knew some of Lin Yao's life story.
After discovering that funds flowed from Longcheng's overseas companies into China Longcheng, and then almost entirely into China Minhong Pharmaceutical, detailed information appeared in the Winton family's secret files. It is likely that many cured patients also have similar information.
Although it was established early on that the Angel had an inseparable relationship with China Minhong Pharmaceutical, and even the Angel itself admitted that it belonged to China Minhong Pharmaceutical, Basil Winton still didn't understand why Lin Yao was here, or why he appeared outside the door at the time when the Angel should have appeared.
After quickly glancing down the aisle behind Lin Yao, Basil Winton noticed the absence of the two familiar figures and immediately began to look intently at Lin Yao.
"Hello, Mr. Lin, how can I help you?"
Basil Winton spoke politely. Regardless, Lin Yao represented Minhong Pharmaceutical of China, just as he was an heir in the Winton family. This status alone was enough for him to treat him with the utmost respect.
Hello! Basil.
Lin Yao spoke slowly, and his English pronunciation was somewhat awkward; even a Chinese junior high school student could tell it was not authentic. However, he was still able to clearly express his meaning and make sure the other person understood him.
"Welcome, Lin!"