Chapter 998 Your Grandfather... Passed Out of Anger

His eyes were deep and dark, staring at Lan Xiao lightly, and asked in a low voice.

"Miss Lan, you went to appraise jewelry before, but I didn't deceive you in the whole process. You should know that my professionalism, I will never ruin my professional bottom line because of those money. I don't like those greedy people. Same, shouldn't you give me a different chance?"

Lan Xiao raised her eyebrows and smiled at him.

"I have a problem, I don't understand..."

Zong Yue pursed her thin lips and smiled: "Miss Lan has any questions, although you can ask, but if I can answer, I will tell the truth."

Lan Xiao nodded and asked bluntly.

"Okay... I just want to know, why do you want to come to this one if you don't go to so many jewelry stores in Jinjing? Before, I saw the attitude of the store manager towards you. I think, replace it with any A person, when faced with low wages, is often cursed, and treated maliciously, will not choose to endure and continue to stay. I really don't understand, why can you endure and stay here all the time?"

People like him are not ordinary people.

Whether it is his appearance or his temperament, he is not the kind of person who allows others to bully without fighting back.

However, he just let others bully him.

And he had no rebuttal attitude.

Such an anomaly, Lan Xiao couldn't ignore it.

How can a person stay in one place without asking for anything in return.

Therefore, she was sure that this person must have an unknown secret.

Lan Xiao stared at him with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.

Zong Yue's eyes flickered, and he stared at Lan Xiao for a while.

Then, he curled his lips into a low smile.

"Lan Xiao seems to be very cautious... Do you suspect that I have any ulterior secrets? Or are you worried that I will destroy your shop?"

Lan Xiao shook his head: "I don't doubt that you will destroy my shop. In fact, I don't even care about this shop... But I will never allow anyone with bad intentions in my eyes. I'm doing things under my son. So, Mr. Zong, I hope you can understand me..."

"So, you still won't hire me to work in the jewelry store?" Zong Yue raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

Lan Xiao nodded and replied, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zong. I believe that with your ability, you can go to work in any jewelry store. My jewelry store is too small to accommodate your big Buddha..."

Zong Yue slightly bent his eyes, and was successfully amused by her words.

Before he smiled, the smile was not in his eyes.

Now his smile is bright and gleaming—

"Well... well, since that's the case, then I won't bother you any more." Zong Yue nodded at Lan Xiao, then turned and left.

Lan Xiao stared at the back of his leaving, and then gave Ah Hu a few words.

"You pay attention to him and see if you can find out his identity background..."

Ah Hu hurriedly nodded.

...

Wen Muchu finished a day's work and was just about to leave the presidential palace to go home.

Suddenly Wen Zhihuai called him.

"Mu Chu, accompany me to the hospital..."

Wen Muchu frowned slightly: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Wen Zhihuai did not say the reason, and let Wen Muchu wait for him on the spot.

Not long after, a car drove out of the courtyard and slowly stopped in front of Wen Muchu.

The door opened, and Wen Muchu saw Wen Zhihuai.

He raised his feet and got into the car, and the car started slowly.

When the president left the palace, several other cars drove out immediately and surrounded the car.

Wen Muchu saw Han Yuting, who had never appeared.

Han Yuting got into the car and sat with them.

With his smart earphones on, he instructed a few other cars, and a few cars drove out of the presidential palace in a mighty manner.

Wen Muchu turned to look at Wen Zhihuai and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Wen Zhihuai's eyes were dim, and she met his gaze and said directly.

"Today your grandfather went to find your little girlfriend... I don't know what the girl said, but it actually stimulated your grandfather. Your grandfather... passed out of anger..."

Wen Muchu's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Master Wen went to see Lan Xiao?"

Wen Zhihuai nodded.

Wen Muchu's face sank suddenly.

"Mr. President, don't you think it is very rude and disgusting for him to go to Lan Xiao so rashly?"

Wen Zhihuai sighed, a trace of guilt in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Mu Chu, your grandfather he... After all, he is old and a little confused."

"I think it's not that he was confused because he was old, but he has always been so self-righteous. What he did to Lan Xiao was just to warn Lan Xiao to let Lan Xiao leave me, right? Heh... I haven't decided yet. If you want to return to the Presidential Palace, he has done so many things first. Mr. President, do you think it is appropriate?" Wen Muchu's eyes were full of coldness, and he was even more alienated when he addressed Wen Zhihuai.

Wen Zhihuai's heart trembled slightly.

Whenever he heard him call him Mr. President, he felt that the heart would be clenched tightly by a big hand.

His voice was slightly hoarse: "It's inappropriate, and I also know that your grandfather has done too much."

Wen Muchu suppressed the anger in his heart and turned his head to look out the window.

In his heart, he was a little nervous, lest Lan Xiao would be hurt when he heard what Mr. Wen said.

However, he has decided to go to the hospital.

Some things, he felt, should be made clear to the old man as soon as possible.

He would never allow anyone or anything to hurt Lan Xiao.

About half an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of the exclusive passageway of the hospital.

The director and leaders of the hospital have already received the news, and all the people waiting at the door have been dispersed.

So the door opened, and only the dean and a few leaders stood outside.

As soon as the car stopped, the bodyguards came down and surrounded the car in the middle.

Han Yuting got out of the car first, and went to the hospital with Wen Zhihuai and Wen Muchu.

While walking, Wen Zhihuai asked the dean, Mr. Wen's physical condition.

The dean said truthfully: "Don't worry, Mr. President, the old man's physical condition has stabilized now, and there is no serious problem. However, for the sake of safety, we still need to cultivate for a few days. If the old man does not want to be hospitalized, then I will Then I ordered a few doctors to go to the Presidential Palace to stand by for the old man 24 hours a day."

Wen Zhihuai glanced at Han Yuting, who nodded slightly and gave the dean a few words in a low voice.

The dean hurriedly responded, and with a few leaders, he retreated with sincerity and fear.

Wen Muchu and Wen Zhihuai came to the ward where Mr. Wen lived.

Wen Zhihuai pushed open the door of the ward, and saw Mr. Wen lying on the bed, humming to the nurse, telling that he was uncomfortable and uncomfortable.