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Ever since the failure of the last business war and acquisition, Xiao Ronger's father has been in a slump. He has had several more white hairs and looks older. He has been lying in bed for several days and only gets out of bed to eat, go to the toilet, and take a bath.

When his business friends invited him to play golf, he declined one by one. When business partners who wanted to discuss cooperation invited him with many female companions, he did not change his attitude. Mr. Xiao was not moved either. Xiao Ronger came to visit him occasionally and tried to persuade him, but he was unsuccessful.

At dinner time, the servant brought the food and knocked on Mr. Xiao's door. As usual, he tossed and turned in bed for a long time before slowly getting out of bed and said, "Okay, bring it in."

"What is this?" Old Xiao smelled today's food, which was a little different from before. He opened the gold-rimmed jade-carved ceramic lid that held the food and frowned.

"This is pig brain stewed with Gastrodia elata, Chuanxiong and Angelica dahurica, Master Xiao." The servants who brought the food said nervously.

"Who told you to cook such low-end food? It's so disgusting!!!" Master Xiao felt insulted. He thought that the servants thought he was stupid and needed him to improve his brain. Is he really old? He used to be a big shot in the business world for most of his life, but he didn't expect to end up in such a situation.

"I'm sorry, sir! It was our family doctor, Morin, who said that this soup is suitable for people who suffer from headaches, dizziness, overwork and stress. I see that you have difficulty sleeping these past few days, and I think this soup should be suitable for you." The servants were so scared that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Okay, I know everything. You can go down." Mr. Xiao waved his hand and asked them to go back impatiently.

"Okay, master, please don't chase us away. It's not easy for us to support our family. We have old parents and young children to take care of." The servants held back their anger at this moment. They dared not say anything and could only bow their heads and apologize, asking Master Xiao not to fire them. As the so-called "oxen and horses" of this era, patience is their protective color.

"Okay, I won't blame you, and I won't deduct your salary, so don't worry! Everyone, retreat now, and eat quickly. After you're done cleaning up, take a good rest." Master Xiao nodded and spoke to his men with a dignified look on his face.

Back then, Mr. Xiao also worked his way up from the bottom. He was just a driver. It was only after he met Xiao Ronger's mother that he got his first startup fund.

The first business he started was in engineering decoration. He opened a decoration company and later bought a Mercedes-Benz for the first time. Although this Mercedes-Benz is very old and has a military green body, he has not been willing to sell it after all these years. It is a symbol of his entrepreneurial success and a souvenir.

Later, he opened other companies one after another, but he was reluctant to close the first company. After all, he still had so many employees to support. In his eyes, making money was not the only goal. Being able to support a group of employees and let them live and work in peace and contentment was the most important thing in life.

Mr. Xiao has always been the kind of person who doesn't like to listen to other people's advice, but he will still listen to the family doctor's words to some extent, after all, life is only once. Moreover, this family doctor Mo Lin was poached from a public hospital with a high salary. His strength should not be underestimated. It is estimated that drinking it will be beneficial.

So Gulu drank the soup in one gulp and ate a few more mouthfuls of rice. He began to feel a little stronger. After all, man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. The words of the older generation are still useful. After dinner, he sat lazily in front of the 1-meter-long mahogany desk and began to brew the Banzhang Jinhao tea that he had collected ten years ago.

He flipped through the "Art of War" placed next to him. As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Life is originally a battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder, and doing business is just like fighting a war. Although this book is a military theory work spanning more than two thousand years, the principles contained in it can still guide him today and help him see a way out of the predicament.

Under the influence of the tea aroma, his mind began to clear up a lot. He took the "Art of War" and began to read it, walking back and forth in the room. Just like the scholars in the past, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"What a great idea! I thought of it!" Old Xiao couldn't help but shout happily.

The bodyguard guarding the door suddenly rushed in, "What happened, Boss Xiao?" The bodyguards rushed in professionally, fearing that something might have happened to their master.

"Oh, it's nothing. You all can leave. I'm fine. I was just talking on the phone." Mr. Xiao suppressed his inner joy and waved his hand, asking the bodyguards to leave.

"This time I'm going to come up with a surprise attack and make sure Ran Hao's family doesn't have peace! Hahahaha," Old Man Xiao couldn't help but laughed.

The bodyguards at the door looked at each other, not daring to say a word, as if communicating with their eyes: What's wrong with this guy, is he upset? I don't know, me too, it's really weird, ignore it, don't be emotional at work, just do your job well...

On the other side, Mr. Xiao quietly called the family doctor Mo Lin, and seemed to have given some secret command.

The next day, Mr. Xiao made an appointment with Ran Zhenting to play golf at the Blue Sea Golf Course. The sun was particularly strong that day, and although they both wore sunglasses and hats, they were older and had some health problems.

After fighting two rounds, Ran Zhenting was exhausted and asked someone to pass him some water. After drinking just two sips, he started to feel dizzy and began to pass out. Old Master Xiao winked and asked the family doctor Mo Lin to rush him to the hospital for a checkup. Mo Lin immediately knew what Old Master Xiao meant, so he called his team, pulled the lifeboat, and sent Ran Zhenting to the hospital.

After some tossing and turning, Ran Zhenting finally woke up. Xiao Lao was watching beside him, "You're awake, Zhenting."

"Yeah, what happened to me?" Ran Zhenting looked at Mr. Xiao in confusion, as if he was playing golf the previous second and was in the hospital the next second.

"Let me call the professional doctor Mo Lin to explain it to you." Old Man Xiao clapped his hands. Mo Lin, who was guarding outside the ward, came in and brought a stack of medical records and information.

"Hello, Master Ran, you played golf two days ago, do you remember?"

"Remember," Ran Zhenting nodded.

"That's right, you had a bone marrow transplant, and now it seems that you have recovered well." Mo Lin took a stack of Mr. Ran's medical records and showed them to him.

"Oh, I was fine before, and I didn't even notice it." Ran Zhenting looked at his medical record and completely believed what Mo Lin said.

"But I need to tell you that unfortunately, the Ran Hao who gave you the bone marrow transplant is not your biological son. His bone marrow genes are only 1% compatible with him."

"How could this happen..." Before Ran Zhenting had time to be happy, he was suddenly struck by lightning and kept muttering this sentence to himself.