The road to the richest man starting from company cleaning

Chapter 68 Who Sells 50?
Zheng Yun drove the newly bought car all the way to the auction.

On the way, he called Jin Ming again and asked him how much money he could use. Jin Ming said that he had paid an auction deposit of 40 million before, but now he could mobilize at most [-] to [-] billion in cash.

He also said that the people who come to the auction are all large group companies, and depending on the situation, they will definitely not be able to compete.

In fact, it is not necessary to buy that piece of land. If Zheng Yun wants to open a cultural company, he can wait until later.

But he really hated the Zhao family, if he didn't buy that piece of land, he would be miserable for the rest of his life.

After hanging up the phone, he called Chen Li again and discussed with her whether he could withdraw a quarter or half a year's dividends from Qiu Lu in advance.

Chen Li thought about it, and said that she would go to the winery in person to see the accounts before making a decision.

Zheng Yun had heard from the Zhao family that Li Haoyu would also go to buy land. He thought that last time he lost his 1000 million watch in order to fight against him. Most of the funds transferred by the winery can't beat him.

He had no choice but to use his brain. As he was walking, he suddenly saw a man in front of him who looked very familiar, and suddenly remembered that it was Mr. Zhao, the class teacher in high school.

Teacher Zhao was carrying a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl on her back. The girl looked in pain and seemed to be sick.

Mr. Zhao kept calling for taxis, but those taxis were all full, and they couldn't get a taxi for a while.

Zheng Yun hurriedly parked the car in front of Teacher Zhao, rolled down the window, and said, "Mr. Zhao, are you going to the hospital? Get in the car!"

Teacher Zhao looked at Zheng Yun and didn't recognize him for a moment, but when he heard the other person calling him "teacher", he thought he was probably a student he taught and it was important to see a doctor, so he opened the back door and got in without being polite.

"You are?" Teacher Zhao asked.

"Zheng Yun, always fight that one."

Teacher Zhao suddenly remembered and said "Oh" with a somewhat indifferent expression.

He used to hate Zheng Yun very much, but it's no wonder, which teacher likes students who fight?
Out of affection, he greeted: "Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for five or six years."

He looked at Zheng Yun's car, then at Zheng Yun's clothes, and joked, "Don't fight now, what business are you doing?"

Zheng Yun laughed a few times and said: "We still fight, but not as much as before. I work in a winery.

Mr. Zhao, your salary as a teacher is not low, maybe seven or eight thousand a month, why don't you buy a car, it's so inconvenient to go out. "

Teacher Zhao sighed, and said: "If you want to buy an ordinary car, it's not because my daughter is sick. In order to treat her illness, I sold a car!

Besides, it turns out that high school is about to die, I don’t work as a teacher now, I just found a job as an accountant.”

"What's wrong?"

"'Aplastic Anemia'"

"What kind of disease is this? Is it serious?"

"Can it be serious, second only to leukemia! Now I rely on platelet transfusions for maintenance, and platelet transfusions are almost once a week, and the cost is six to seven thousand, hey!"

Zheng Yun saw Teacher Zhao's eyes full of love for his daughter from the rearview mirror, and when he thought of himself, he lost his father early, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

While he was driving, he called Chen Li:
"Sister, do you know where there is a good doctor who can treat... cure..."

He asked Mr. Zhao the name of the disease again, and then told Chen Li about the situation.

Coincidentally, Chen Li knew about this disease, and said that TCM treatment of this disease is very effective. She has a friend whose child also has this disease, and has been cured after TCM treatment.

Zheng Yun was overjoyed, and immediately wanted to call the Chinese medicine doctor, and then told Mr. Zhao to see a Chinese medicine practitioner.

Teacher Zhao probably didn't believe in Chinese medicine and was hesitant for a moment. Zheng Yun said that it couldn't be cured now anyway, so he might as well give it a try, and Teacher Zhao agreed.

Zheng Yun called, confirmed the address, and came to a Chinese medicine clinic.

When I got to the place, I found that it was a big clinic, and there were many patients seeking medical treatment.

After inquiring, almost half of them were people who came to treat Teacher Zhao's daughter's disease. These people came from all over the country, and they came here through introductions.

However, because the old Chinese medicine doctor was too old, he only treated 20 patients every day. No matter how much money he paid, he would not treat any more.

I planned to register, but I heard that registration has been delayed until a month later.

Seeing so many people coming to see Chinese medicine, Mr. Zhao thought that the treatment effect must be very good, otherwise there would not be so many people queuing up.

For a moment, his hope was greatly increased, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, and prayed to those who registered with tears, hoping that he could see a doctor for his daughter first, and he was willing to pay [-] yuan to buy a front seat.

In fact, it’s no wonder Mr. Zhao. Although his daughter’s platelet supplementation can temporarily maintain her life, her condition is getting worse and worse. According to Western medicine, her condition has reached a critical point.

However, most of the people who were able to come here to see a doctor were seriously ill, and no one was willing to delay treatment for a mere [-] yuan.

In fact, they don't know that the [-] is the only money Mr. Zhao has left. Now his house is also sold, and now the whole family rents a house.

Seeing Mr. Zhao's love for daughters, Zheng Yun felt very uncomfortable, so he hurriedly helped him up.

He said to those waiting for a doctor, if anyone's condition is serious, but not life-threatening in a short time, he is willing to pay 50 yuan to buy today's "number"

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he was taken aback. That was 50 yuan!In normal times, he would naturally be unwilling and afraid to accept such help, but his daughter's life is at stake, so he can only let it go.

In fact, Zheng Yun is not unreasonable, and this is not to pressure people with money. His illness is prioritized. Although some chronic diseases are more painful and serious, they will not be life-threatening within a few decades.

Sure enough, a patient agreed to the transaction. Zheng Yun saw that his registration was made this morning, so he immediately transferred the account.

The patient was overjoyed when he got the money, he recovered [-]% of his illness immediately, and walked out of the clinic briskly.

Zheng Yun handed the number to Teacher Zhao. Unexpectedly, he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

Zheng Yun respected the elders the most. The teacher knelt down to the students. How could he bear it? He hurriedly pulled him up and said, "You are also short of money now. I will get you some more, to buy medicine or something."

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was hesitant, knowing that this kind of cultured person thinks too much, he must feel embarrassed, and said: "Let's not talk about those who still haven't paid back the money, and treat the disease first. Do I have to kneel down for you before you can ask for it? "

Teacher Zhao had no choice but to provide the account number, and Zheng Yun transferred 50 to him, and asked him if it was not enough.

Teacher Zhao was so excited that he didn't know what to say. After a while, he said guiltily: "It's not that you don't know that you were the one I hated the most at the beginning. You...don't you blame me now?"

Zheng Yun smiled and said, "Blame you? If I were the teacher, I would be annoyed by students who fight, why blame the teacher?"

Teacher Zhao didn't expect Zheng Yun to be so sensible, so he was very surprised. He heard Zheng Yun say: "There is one more thing you don't know. I was beaten and couldn't move when I was beaten. It was your daughter who came up to block that person. That person I didn't do anything because she was a little girl, otherwise I would have been useless at that time."

Teacher Zhao was startled, looked at her daughter, and his daughter also looked at Zheng Yun at this time, her eyes lit up slightly, and she said with a weak smile: "Brother is you! I remembered, I... I was young at that time, if now , I definitely dare not."

Zheng Yun said with a smile: "I remember you were only eight or nine years old at that time. I gave you a piece of candy before, and you were so moved that you dared to block the knife for me. Awesome! Loyalty!" .

Teacher Zhao's daughter smiled sweetly.

At this time, Teacher Zhao's view of Zheng Yun completely changed. He thought that he was full of peaches and plums, and had taught so many students, but once he graduated, no student would ever go to see him as a teacher.

He didn't expect that it was the student he hated the most back then who gave him such great help, and he was filled with emotion for a moment.

The two chatted for a while, and Zheng Yun learned that Teacher Zhao's lover was a computer teacher at Haifeng University. In order to treat his daughter's illness, he also started doing business, selling vegetables in the morning market and clothing in the night market.

Others make money selling vegetables, but Mr. Zhao lost more than 1000 yuan after making it for a month with his wife.

Zheng Yun laughed a few times after hearing this, and found that Mr. Zhao was a little embarrassed, so he quickly restrained his smile and said, "Mr. Zhao, I remember your wife's name is Han Bing, Mr. Han, right?"

Teacher Zhao nodded.

"I want to go to Teacher Han's school and learn some computer things from her. Don't let her sell vegetables. I will pay the tuition."

Zheng Yun did this to help Mr. Zhao, and he felt ashamed to give money directly.

Teacher Zhao was naturally very happy and agreed again and again.

At this time, Zheng Yun suddenly received a call from Brother Ming:
"Brother, why don't you come? The bidding has already started. Your brother Ming won't be able to stand it anymore!"

Zheng Yun promised to arrive as soon as possible, then told Mr. Zhao that there was something urgent, and left.

(End of this chapter)