Wu Chen took medicine from Xiao Long once a month. The guilt made her very active, almost crazy, and she herself was intoxicated in this craze.
"Water..." Xiao Long murmured after being exhausted with great joy.
"Wait a minute." Wu Chen reached for the water bottle beside his pillow. Xiao Long's throat rumbled beneath her.
"Is it okay?"
"Um."
Xiao Long wiped his mouth with his hand, and Wu Chen lit the cigarette for him. The smoke plume curled towards the ceiling.
"Is the business going well?" He asked Wu Chen gently in his arms.
"Well, let's make do." Wu Chen replied softly.
Xiao Long remained silent. The flame of the cigarette glowed red in the dark, flickering on and off.
"Hey." Wu Chen said, "What are you thinking about?" Her soft fingers slid back and forth across Xiao Long's arm.
Xiao Long waited for her words, but did not answer immediately.
After being silent for a while, Xiao Long finally spoke: "You...can you come up with 200,000 yuan?"
This time it was Wu Chen's turn to be silent. She was probably thinking about the sales in the mall. Xiao Long took 150,000 yuan from her just three months ago, but now he can't remember where the money was spent.
Wu Chen's husband was shrewd and stingy. He would guard the safe even when he was lying in the hospital bed. He would also keep bank books, stocks, and real estate certificates even when he was sleeping.
Under the pressure, even though he is bedridden now, he probably even knows the exact amount of monthly turnover. It takes considerable courage and means for Wu Chen to give money to Xiao Long every time. Besides,
Xiao Long has also taken away nearly one million yuan from her.
Wu Chen was not thinking about how much money he had already given to Xiao Long, but thinking hard about how to give him another 200,000. She rested her head on Xiao Long's arm, racking her brains to satisfy Xiao Long's request. She has always been the kind of woman who can't refuse Xiao Long, and she has already fallen into Xiao Long's cunning trap.
"What are you using the money for?" Wu Chen asked. Although her attitude is not very firm yet, it sounds like she has already agreed.
"The hospital is running a deficit and has operational difficulties." He sighed, remembering the bill of 187,000 yuan that Fengxing Merchant Club had placed in front of him when he left the hospital, and the threat to stop the supply of medicines if the bill was not paid.
Xiao Long planned to get 200,000 from Wu Chen, but he did not intend to pay the full amount. He would pay one-third first and use the remaining money to buy Wenlongxuan's antique utensil. He has three major hobbies: gambling, collecting antiques, and playing with women. These are all expensive hobbies. But the third item has some exceptions for him. He can spend money on some women, but he can also get money from other women, and he gets much more money than he gets out.
"Is the operating condition of the hospital really that bad?" Wu Chen asked worriedly.
"It's very bad. It's all my fault for not being able to carry on my father's business well because of my poor management." His father was once a famous local doctor, and Xiao Long's tone sounded like he was blaming himself for not being able to inherit his father's business.
"It's really unlucky." Wu Chen said sympathetically, "We can't let the hospital be in trouble like this. I have been praying that your hospital can continue to grow."
"Even if we pray, the hospital's operating conditions still haven't improved." In the darkness, Xiao Long sighed again deliberately.
"Is it because you met with me? I'm really sorry for delaying your work time." Wu Chen seemed to feel guilty.
"No, it's because I lack talent."
"No, you can't think like that. Things in the hospital still have to be handled properly."
Xiao Long was waiting to see how much money Wu Chen could come up with. Although I asked her for 200,000 yuan, it was difficult for her to come up with it right away. It would be good if she could come up with more than 100,000 yuan.
"If it's two hundred thousand, I can't afford that much at the moment."
Sure enough she said so. However, her next words deviated from Xiao Long's expectations.
"How about I give you half first? You know, it's not easy for me to get one hundred thousand from home now."
Xiao Long did not refuse. It’s all for nothing anyway, so there’s no loss if you take less than 100,000 yuan.
"I'm sorry." Xiao Long's answer was very manly.
"No, I'm just embarrassed. My husband is still holding the safe tightly, so..." Wu Chen's husband has a fortune of 100 million yuan. When her husband dies, she can freely use the money. However, Xiao Long would not give her real poison, and he would not do such a stupid thing. Of course, his first consideration was what would happen if the matter was revealed, so he had to leave enough escape routes for himself.
Xiao Long had his own reasons for giving fake poison to Wu Chen. Wu Chen is the wife of a businessman with a fortune of 100 million yuan. Using her body and money makes Xiao Long feel a sense of excitement. At the same time, he can also satisfy Wu Chen's desire to murder her husband.
Another woman named Lai Qianxiu has a fortune of nearly 300 million yuan. Her husband is old and she founded the family business by herself. No matter if you take 500,000 or 1 million from her, it will not make her as embarrassed as Wu Chen. Xiao Long has received nearly 3 million yuan from Lai Qianxiu so far. It is also thanks to Lai Qianxiu that the hospital on the verge of bankruptcy can be sustained until now. However, it was too easy to get money in this way, and it could not bring him any pleasure like getting money from Wu Chen. To put it bluntly, he only needs to act coquettishly to Lai Qianxiu to solve everything. Even if Lai Qianxiu frowns and looks reluctant, he will eventually take out the money.
"I said," Xiao Long said to the silent Wu Chen, "if it's difficult to pay two hundred thousand, it doesn't matter how much I offer. I've borrowed money from you so far."
"It should be fine," Wu Chen rested his head on Xiao Long's shoulder, "This is nothing else. You are not using it for fun. After all, it is related to the life and death of the hospital. I will find a way."
At this time, the illusion of white medicinal powder probably appeared in Wu Chen's eyes. Her breathing became rapid.
Perhaps, even at the climax of love, Wu Chen was planning how to deal with her husband's property after his death. She was convinced of the toxicity of the white powder and would never have thought that it was just ordinary cold medicine.
Xiao Long fell in love with another antique, which cost nearly 500,000 yuan. In order to get the money, he thought of Dragon Ball. This woman has a lot of money, runs a first-class fashion store, sells fashionable clothes, and makes money like water. According to insiders, she has a net worth of at least 100 million yuan, but unfortunately, he and she are not in a relationship where they can meet immediately if they meet.
Xiao Long decided to call Long Zhu to try his luck first. They had only met three times, once in her prosperous shop, and the other two times when they ate together in a restaurant.
Longzhu is thirty-three years old. She filed for divorce because her husband had an affair. She just completed the divorce procedures recently. Longzhu’s work ability is as amazing as her beauty. The fashion store is what it is today, all thanks to her. Well managed. It is said that her biggest dream is to open a fashion design college.
Xiao Long feels that a woman without money, even if she is as beautiful as a fairy, is as worthless as a lowly worm. But now, what he is most interested in is Dragon Ball. Once he gets this woman with a net worth of hundreds of millions, he won't have to worry about money. Xiao Long's strategy has always been to capture women's hearts while getting the money in their pockets.
Not only was Long Zhu beautiful in appearance, but her face was also filled with the confident look of a successful person. The two times he had dinner with her, Xiao Long had carefully tried to borrow money from her, but she flatly refused both times. However, hope still exists, and Xiao Long is ready to take a long-term approach to catch big fish. In fact, whether it is Longzhu's beauty or financial strength, Xiao Long cannot give up easily.
Xiao Long picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of the Longzhu store directly.
"Hello! This is Koror Fashion Store." The voice of a female clerk rang.
"Is General Manager Long here?"
"Please wait."
After a while, a pleasant voice came over: "Hello! I am Longzhu."
"I'm Xiao Long."
"Oh, it's you, the dean. Hello!" Long Zhu's voice was slightly shy.
"I'm okay. How are you lately?" Xiao Long asked, looking out the window.
"Thanks to you, it's okay. I'm just a little busy."
"How about going out to relax? Being too busy is not good for your health. Do you want to play golf?"
