Without saying a word, Wang Dahai ran out and caught up with Jiang Wan in front: "Vice President Jiang, please stay!"

Jiang Wan turned around and looked at Wang Dahai with some fear: "Mr. Wang, what do you want to do?"

Wang Dahai was like a grandson now, nodding and bowing, clasping his hands together and apologizing: "I'm sorry, Vice President Jiang. I was confused just now. Our cooperation will be signed immediately. I hope Vice President Jiang can forgive me for my temporary obsession."

Jiang Wan was stunned. She looked at Wang Dahai in confusion and said in surprise: "Mr. Wang, are you serious?"

This is an order she has worked hard for for a month, one million!

I raised tens of thousands of dollars!

The treatment fee for Mi Li has also been settled.

In just ten minutes, Wang Dahai and Jiang Wan signed a contract.

Everything happened so fast, Jiang Wan has not yet recovered from the shock.

"Mr. Wang, are you saying that your chairman personally gave it to you?" Jiang Wan asked in confusion.

Wang Dahai kept smiling at this time and said: "Yes, Vice President Jiang, you know me, Dong Li. As I said, the flood almost washed away the Dragon King Temple."

Jiang Wan nodded in confusion, how could she know Director Li from Lisheng Pharmaceuticals?

So, who helped me?

Could it be Cao Jun?

I just told him about this in the morning.

No, you have to ask him.

When Jiang Wan thought about this, she unconsciously compared Chen Ping with Cao Jun, and naturally hated Chen Ping even more.

My husband is so useless!

At this time, Chen Ping didn't know that after he helped Jiang Wan solve the problem, the latter actually misunderstood that it was his love rival Cao Jun who helped.

If he knew this, he would probably vomit blood.

Noon the next day.

Chen Ping got into a Bentley outside the hospital.

We made an appointment today to meet someone with Qiao Fugui.

As soon as Chen Ping got in the car and left, a girl not far behind looked at him suspiciously and muttered: "Why does that back look like Chen Ping..."

Jiangling came to the hospital to visit her cousin's daughter today.

She was very reluctant to come over, but her parents said that it would be disrespectful not to come and see the Jiang family's flesh and blood.

No, as soon as Jiangling arrived at the door of the hospital, she saw Chen Ping getting into the car.

However, she wouldn't think that her good-for-nothing cousin-in-law could ride in such a luxury car.

This is a Bentley!

Therefore, Jiangling didn't take it seriously and entered the inpatient department of the hospital.

In the driving Bentley, Chen Ping asked lazily: "Old Qiao, who are you meeting today? Isn't it troublesome?"

Qiao Fugui replied respectfully: "Master, don't bother me. He is a collector in China and can be considered a friend of mine."

"Why did I meet your friend?" Chen Ping asked.

Good old Joe, Brokeback Mountain?

You are so old and you are still playing this?

Qiao Fugui said with a smile on his face: "Master, this is a billion-dollar small business. You have to learn from it so that you can inherit the family assets as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but look up at Qiao Fugui.

Is a billion-dollar business a small business?

He resisted the urge to complain and said: "Old Qiao, do you know how cows die?"

It doesn’t work anymore, I haven’t seen you for seven years, and I’m getting better and better at showing off.
Chapter completed!