Self-salvation of a cheap substitute

"Tsk, it's not ideal, let's do chemotherapy." After integrating the suggestions of the expert consultation, Nan Xun conveyed the results to Jiang Lin.

"There is no other way, right?" Jiang Lin took off his glasses and pressed his temples, then put them back on.

"Yes, why don't you try Chinese medicine?" Nan Xun whispered.

"Is it useful?" Jiang Lin asked.

"I don't know. If you agree to chemotherapy, we will give him some colony-stimulating factor produced by genetic recombination engineering after chemotherapy. If he is sensitive to chemotherapy drugs, it can help him quickly pass through the stage of severe bone marrow suppression. Cooperate with us." The commonly used methods, Chinese medicine's prescriptions for nourishing qi and promoting blood circulation, may be able to help him restrain his condition from deteriorating, but if he wants to recover completely, I still recommend bone marrow transplantation." Nan Xun looked at Wang Miao, who was sleeping in the ward.

"Well, please." Jiang Lin turned to leave.

"Don't you wait for him to wake up and talk to him." Nan Xun stopped Jiang Lin.

"No need, the patient's mood also affects the condition, doesn't it? If I appear in front of him, he should be very angry. Forget it, let him recuperate and treat it." Jiang Lin smiled.

"I'm not talking about you. I think the misunderstanding between you and Wang Miao is getting deeper and deeper. You still have to explain some things to him clearly." Nan Xun advised him leaning on the wall with his arms folded.

"It's not the time yet. I can't put him at risk. To be honest, I treated Wang Miao badly before, just to let people with ulterior motives let him go, including forcing him to switch identities with Chu Jiachen. He thought he was Chu Jiachen's substitute, in fact, Chu Jiachen is his shield, but he doesn't believe me, so that's fine, it will be more real." Jiang Lin said with a wry smile.

"Why do you do this? Why are you sure that Wang Miao will need your protection? Maybe Wang Miao is stronger than you imagined. Your self-righteous protection is precisely Wang Miao's greatest restraint." Nan Xun also smiled wryly.

"How long have I known him, and how long have you known him? I know what kind of person he is better than you. In short, Wang Miao is begging you to take good care of him. I still have things to do, so I'm leaving first." Jiang Lin waved his hand.

"I've known Wang Miao longer than you." Nan Xun muttered, looking at Jiang Lin's back.

During Jiang Lin's departure, Chu Jiachen left Jiang Lin's residence ahead of time, and he brought the hard drive to the headquarters of the Gu Group as scheduled, which caught Jiang Lin off guard. Jiachen took him to the place designated by Fu Xizhou, never thought that Chu Jiachen was gone, Jiang Lin cursed, and then dialed Chu Jiachen's phone number, but the other party obviously didn't intend to answer...

"Why didn't you answer it?" Gu Yi asked while playing with the hard drive in his hand, glanced at Chu Jiachen's phone which was ringing.

"It must be Jiang Lin, I don't need him anymore, why should I be his servant?" Chu Jiachen curled her lips and said disdainfully.

"You seem to have a big opinion on him?" Gu Yi poured a cup of tea for himself, and held it in front of him to smell the aroma.

"He treats me very badly, he won't buy me anything he wants, and he has to beg him for a long time even for a small sum of tens of thousands of dollars, he's so stingy." Chu Jiachen said angrily.

"That's just right, you can go back to school to hide from Jiang Lin first, so that you won't be tricked by him when the Dong Chuang incident happens in the future." Gu Yi took a sip of tea, and looked at Chu Jiachen with a smile on his face.

"Brother Gu Yi, didn't you say you wanted to take me on a trip abroad?" Chu Jiachen stood up and asked anxiously.

"Liar to you, an insatiable villain like you, how can you get back what I want if you don't give you a little bit of sweetness? Look, I just gave you a little temptation, so you can't wait I threw myself into my arms." Gu Yi shook the hard drive in his hand, then opened the drawer and put it in.

"Why did you lie to me, Gu Yi, don't you like me?" Chu Jiachen asked.

"I don't like it, I don't like it at all. What can make everyone like it is either the protagonist of the novel or money. Which one are you?" Gu clasped his hands on his chin, looking at the distraught Chu Jiachen said with a sarcasm.

"Aren't you afraid that if I tell Jiang Lin all these things, your plan will fall short?" Chu Jiachen roared.

"I'm afraid, but how dare you, but if he knows that it was not Wang Miao who betrayed him last time, but you, out of the shame of being cheated and Jiang Lin's guilt towards Wang Miao, he will do something to you." What, maybe those dirty tricks will retribution on you, causing you to die socially, in all fairness, do you have Wang Miao's strong heart?" Gu Yi said frankly.

"So, you've been scheming against me, haven't you?" Chu Jiachen staggered back a few steps, sat on the chair and lowered his head.

"Yes, haven't you heard of an idiom called seeking skin from a tiger? If you want to seek skin from a tiger, you must face the risk of being eaten by a tiger. Unfortunately, you are going to be eaten by me now. There are only two ways in front of you. Either you killed yourself because of your greed, or I told Jiang Lin the truth of the year, who do you think he will believe?" Gu Yi pushed his glasses and asked.

"Gu Yi, you are not human, you lied to me!" The old man said that when a person is extremely frightened, he becomes angry. This sentence is not an exaggeration to describe Chu Jiachen at this moment, and he has become hysterical at this moment.

"Except for your parents, no one in this world will love another person unreservedly. Obviously, I am not your father, nor Jiang Lin, nor Fu Xizhou, so I can only apologize, walk slowly, and don't send me away." .” Gu Yi waved his hand, still with that perfect smile on his face.

"Gu Yi, you bastard!" Chu Jiachen squatted on the ground covering her face and crying loudly.

"Boss Jiang, you're sneezing again." Secretary Chen asked Jiang Lin, bringing a cup of hot water.

"What are you holding?" Jiang Lin sipped his saliva and put it down. After signing his name on the document in his hand, he glanced inadvertently, saw the box under the secretary's armpit, and asked.

"Oh, your courier, the courier put it on the front desk, and I delivered it to you." Secretary Chen took out the box and placed it in front of Jiang Lin obsequiously.

"Express delivery, what express delivery, I haven't bought anything recently." Jiang Lin frowned.

"Maybe Master Chu bought it for you. The place of delivery is Pingcheng. It may be a courier in the same city. Maybe Master Chu Jiachen didn't answer your call just to give you a surprise?" Secretary Chen smiled.

"He, it's good if he doesn't use Jiang's name to cause trouble anymore. Hehe, by the way, Secretary Chen, is there any news from Dr. Nan, how is Wang Miao's condition?" Jiang Lin glanced at the unopened box. Desire, he refocused his attention on the document in his hand. This is the recent renovation plan of the Pingcheng Development Zone. It was used in the bid. If it can be completed, it will mark the formal transformation of Jiang from a financial enterprise to an industrial enterprise. Although the financial industry The future is bright but after all, it is a bubble that will burst immediately, or a down-to-earth industry is more reassuring.

"I was just about to report to you that Wang Miao has woken up, and the results of chemotherapy are very optimistic, which can be said to be a good start for the follow-up treatment, but Dr. Nan said that Wang Miao is in a low mood and eats very little. , Dr. Nan said that the most urgent thing is to let Wang Miao eat, if he does not have the desire to survive, or enough nutrition reserves, it is hard to say what will happen to the next round of chemotherapy." Secretary Chen answered eloquently.

"Well, which public welfare groups in Pingcheng are more active recently, you can contact them and ask them to go to the hospital to do volunteer work, pay attention to Wang Miao appropriately, and spend more time talking with Wang Miao, the Jiang Group will give them a certain degree of support for their future activities " Jiang Lin stopped writing, raised his head and instructed again.

"Recently, there is indeed a public welfare group in Pingcheng called Little Star. It is a group that cares for autistic children and guides autistic children to actively communicate with others. They are all energetic college students, and they are about the same age as Wang Miao. Let me go. I took a look, and it was really interesting, and I donated 5000 yuan." Secretary Chen stroked his chin and spoke suddenly.

"Then you are in charge of talking to them, but you have to explain to him that this activity is their spontaneous volunteer work in the hospital, and has nothing to do with our Jiang family. Do you understand?" Jiang Lin lowered his head again.

"I understand President Jiang, I'll go right away." Secretary Chen was also a vigorous person, and as soon as he finished speaking, he pushed open the door and left in a hurry.

Jiang's Group is currently integrating its internal structure and business. Jiang Lin is like a gardener, holding scissors in his hand to cut off the branches of this big tree that are harmful to Jiang's. In the industry, the tree of the Jiang family can take root, sprout, and then grow into a towering tree. Jiang Lin, who was born in the world's top financial school, retains the arrogance of spending a lot of money on Wall Street, but also retains the arrogance endowed by this great country. With his keen sense of danger and his unique introverted personality in the East, he faintly feels that the current world finance is too harmonious and smooth. The Chinese people have been saying "the general trend of the world, the long-term must be united and the long-term must be divided", and the same is true for finance. , the daily limit is only temporary, falling, rising and falling again is the main theme. It is too unwise to bet all his wealth on the gambling table for the sake of the daily limit. Moreover, Jiang Lin's intuition tells him that a financial storm sweeping the world is brewing , instead of raising the tide to stop the boiling, it is better to simply draw from the bottom of the pot at this time and completely transform the Jiang Group into an industrial group. At the same time, it can also avoid the edge of the Gu Group, which is gearing up to make some achievements in the financial industry.

A country must have a strong industrial support as a foundation in order to thrive in the international financial field. Jiang Lin is willing to be one of these pillars, even if his decision has caused him to be questioned by his family at the moment , and facing impeachment from the upcoming board of directors, but it is worth it. Someone must do this. As the president who has been in charge of the Jiang family for many years, Jiang Lin knows that the Jiang family does not have as strong a family as the Gu family. Backed by foundations, the foundations of the Gu Group can cover the risk of Gu’s decision-making failure several times, but Jiangshui can’t. The brilliance and beauty that the Jiang Corporation has now is just a patchwork left by the previous generation. Castles in the air, he spent almost every day in the first five years when he took over Jiang's, thinking hard about how to plug these large and small holes, running around, and Jiang Lin did countless risk assessments every time he approved it. Next, although Jiang Lin temporarily made up for this leaky room by means of throttling, it is far from enough. It will be a long way to completely get rid of the Jiang family's deficit. It is no longer something artificial can catch up with. Jiang Lin needs a time, but just like Zhuge Liang can't wait for that time in his life, Jiang Lin is also worried about whether he can wait for that time after his tenure.

Jiang Lin sighed. He closed the folder and opened the drawer to take out a few bottles of medicine. Pills of various sizes occupied his palm. Wang Miao was right, he did not take them, but he wanted to ask Ask Wang Miao, if he is sitting in his position, will he be in a romantic mood? Every morning when he opens his eyes, there will be endless things, the treatment of employees, the operation of Jiang's, the movements of opponents, and the movements of opponents. The meaning behind it, endless WeChat, endless documents, endless phone calls, endless drinking, business can not be successful only by focusing on the quality of its own products. Shopping malls are like battlefields, where there are bloody storms and sophistication Originally, the Fu family was pulling Gu Yi's attention, and the Jiang family could take the opportunity to breathe, but now that Gu Yi has integrated the Fu family, a large part of the pressure that the Gu family brought to all the enterprises in Pingcheng fell on Jiang's head , and Jiang’s pressure fell on Jiang Lin. Not giving Wang Miao too much money was not because Jiang was poor, but because Jiang Lin was poor. Jiang Lin, as the president, actually only earns hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. As for the dividends he should have received, he used them to subsidize the family members of Jiang’s employees. The level is lower, but he can't tell Wang Miao about these things, he can't tell anyone, and he doesn't know how to speak. As for taking Chu Jiachen to the nightclub to be chic, the ones who pay the bill in the end are actually eager to be in front of Chu Jiachen Fu Xizhou, who showed his face, took out all his savings over the years in order to treat Wang Miao this time. Apart from the ordinary car downstairs and a house, he can be said to be well-off. No money, if you say that I don't love you, you will really lose your conscience. Wang Miao, Jiang Lin stuffed the pill into his mouth with a wry smile, and swallowed it with water.

In Lanjiang North Park that night, Wang Miao got the information about the loan back then. Maybe Wang Miao didn't feel it, but Wang Miao, who was too angry that night, did say something wrong.

There was indeed a boy who came to him to borrow money, but that was his predecessor. Apart from his voice being similar to Wang Miao, no matter his appearance, conduct, or even his name, he was very different from Wang Miao. If Jiang Lin hadn't I remember wrongly, the boy's surname was Zhang. After he quickly fell in love with Chu Jiachen, he did come to Jiang Lin to borrow money for his sick aunt, and even accused Jiang Lin of neglecting human life, and he did slap him twice. But that boy wasn't Wang Miao. In Jiang Lin's memory, that boy didn't look much like Chu Jiachen.

After hearing the news, Jiang Lin went to check it himself, and found the record of the boy's application for a loan, but the last signature was not Zhang, but "Wang Miao", and the original name of the loan was "Wang Miao". The result should be a normal approval, but unexpectedly, for some unknown reason, the lender finally refused the approval on the grounds that "Wang Miao is temporarily unable to repay the loan", which caused Wang Miao's aunt's admission to the hospital to be delayed for two months. , missed the best treatment period.

After this incident, the boy completely broke with him and disappeared in Pingcheng. After that, Chu Jiachen went abroad to study, and Wang Miao, who was [-]% similar to Chu Jiachen, appeared in front of him out of thin air. Knowing too well, it didn't take long before I took him as Chu Jiachen's substitute, and it was during this period that I also encountered a car accident...

For himself, something might have gone wrong. Jiang Lin thumped the table suddenly, causing the monitor to shake a few times. He dialed the internal number to call a secretary, and told him, "Secretary Chen, go to Wutong City immediately, Bring me back a copy of Wang Miao's file, preferably with a photo, and pass it on to Xiao Li, so that no matter what method he uses, he will find out Wang Miao's activities in Pingcheng in recent years, especially It's the one named Xu Ziling, and the key point is to ask him if he recognizes a boy named Zhang Yuan."

[The author has something to say: It seems that the rain of knives is not suitable for Chinese New Year. 】