Lin Tianhua's laughing voice reached Chen Feichen's ears, and he hesitated.
As long as there is no one living in the provincial capital, there is no one who does not know Lin Tianhua's name!
One is because Xinghe Group is involved in many industries. It can be said that Xinghe Group is involved in food, clothing, housing and transportation. The other is because Xinghe Group is a gangster organization that everyone knows.
As the boss of the group and society, Lin Tianhua's name is even more resounding!
As a scholar, Chen Feichen still has the pride of a scholar in his heart, but this kind of pride of a scholar cannot solve his current predicament, but will bring him trouble.
Ability and character are mutual.
If you are awesome, people will have to follow you no matter how big your temper is. If you are just a little person, what will your temper be? That's just a reason for being beaten.
"Don't worry, I can give you a price you can't refuse."
Lin Tianhua said with a smile.
At the level of him and Luo Feng, they no longer care about money. In their eyes, money is just a series of numbers.
If the problem can be solved with money, then use money to solve it. If it cannot be solved with money, then it is time to show your connections.
"good."
Chen Feichen nodded, put the basin and towel in his hands, and followed Lin Tianhua into the car.
After getting in the car, he called Luo Feng: "We found him, but I need you to come over and talk. Chen Feichen, whose pen name is Dusty, is a proud scholar. I want to meet you too."
He didn't want to do this kind of money thing himself, and he had already promised him a price he couldn't refuse, making it clear that he was going to lose a lot of money!
Lin Tianhua is not a fool. He doesn't want to pay for it!
"Location."
Lin Tianhua then sent the location of a tea garden before continuing to go.
Luo Feng also happened to walk out of the campus, threw his phone directly to Zhao Tai and said: "Go to this tea garden."
Zhao Tai glanced at the place and exclaimed: "Lijiayuan Teahouse!!"
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Tai said in amazement: "Lijiayuan Teahouse, the name sounds like an ordinary teahouse, but in fact it is a very famous tea garden in the provincial capital."
"It was originally a pear garden opened by Mr. Li Dehong, the most famous opera master in the provincial capital. Later, after Mr. Li Dehong passed away due to illness, the unworthy descendants sold it, causing the decline of Lijiayuan. Later, Lin Zhengyi bought it.
Mr. Fang Jue, who is as famous as Mr. Li Dehong, was invited to stay here. This has become one of the favorite places for literati in the provincial capital, including celebrities and powerful people, and even top leaders sometimes come here to listen to plays.
Over time, the reputation of this place spread, but Lin Zhengyi set a rule at that time. He would only sing three times a week, two on Mondays and Thursdays, for celebrities and powerful people, and one on Saturday for the common people. They listened.
Therefore, this place basically only receives big shots, and only ordinary people are received on weekends. "
Luo Feng clicked his tongue. Lin Zhengyi was trying to protect himself. If he was gone, this place would be gone as well. He was an old fox, and Te Niang was so powerful.
Half an hour later, the vehicle was parked in the parking lot.
In the middle of the open air, at a tea table, a girl wearing a cheongsam was making tea, while Lin Tianhua and Chen Feichen sat opposite each other without saying a word.
Chen Feichen felt a little uneasy. He didn't know what such a big shot wanted to do with him.
"Mr. Luo, this way!"
Lin Tianhua stretched out his hand to say hello, and then saw Zhao Tai next to Luo Feng.
Lin Tianhua quickly got up and trotted up, saying with a flattering smile: "Burr Zhao, why are you here too? You said you wanted to come, so I arranged for Master Fang to come over and sing the show."
Zhao Tai said with a smile: "No, I just came with Luo Feng."
After understanding what he meant, Lin Tianhua nodded, walked to the chair next to the tea table and sat down, and then introduced: "Chen Feichen, he is thirty years old. He is currently the honorary chairman of the Provincial Writers Association. The family is in urgent need of money. You can negotiate for yourself." .”
Chen Feichen stood up subconsciously. He just heard Lin Tianhua calling Director Zhao!
At the provincial level, he is a big shot!
On weekdays, they are not able to come into contact with him. Even if he is the honorary chairman of the Writers Association, it is just a title.
Moreover, Director Zhao is the one who is accompanying him!
"Luo, hello, Mr. Luo, my name is Chen Feichen."
Luo Feng smiled slightly. He looked very polite. He was still wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses.
"Don't be nervous. I came here today just to talk to you about a deal, which is very beneficial to you at least for now. You are very short of money recently, right?"
Chen Feichen nodded and said nervously: "Yes, yes, Mr. Luo."
"How much do you need?" Luo Feng asked directly, taking out the checkbook from his pocket.
"Six hundred thousand."
Luo Feng was surprised. Six hundred thousand is not a small amount of money these days!
These days, workers in the factory only earn a few hundred yuan a month, but he actually needs 600,000!
"ICU." Lin Tianhua said.
Now I understand that the price of ICU is not low. As long as you live in it, it means a sky-high price!
"Tell me, I'm very curious about your story." Luo Feng said with a kind smile.
It seems that Luo Feng, wearing a suit, behaves very elegantly, completely different from usual.
"I don't have a story. It's just that my parents were taken to the hospital by the underworld. Although they were both arrested, they had no money. My parents have underlying diseases. This time they went to the hospital. My mother needed a kidney transplant, but she hasn't waited for a kidney source yet. , can only survive in the ICU.
Six hundred thousand, but the hole has just been filled, and a lot of money will be spent in the future. It is conservatively estimated to be more than one million. My father... was beaten to death by them, and my mother is lying in the hospital. This is my story. "
Chen Feichen lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his eyes exuded hatred.
Medical insurance these days is not like that of later generations. In fact, even in later generations, the cost of kidney sources cannot be reimbursed by medical insurance and can only be borne by individuals.
In this era, kidneys are very expensive.
"My mother and I were matched, but we couldn't match." Chen Feichen lowered his head and said with red eyes.
The underworld... may or may not be related, but at least, this is the source of Chen Feichen's parents going to the hospital.
Luo Feng pondered for a moment, knocked on the table and said with a smile: "One and a half million, I can give it to you now, but the condition is that I buy your pen name, and you can continue to write in the future, but you can only publish under this pen name! "
"In addition, I will give you another house, whether it is Jiangzhou or a provincial capital, you can choose it. No matter how expensive the price is, I can afford it."
"At the same time, I can give you a job with an annual income of at least 300,000 yuan. I can advance your salary for the next few years in advance. If you have no money, I will provide for the subsequent treatment expenses for your parents."
"These are my conditions. If you want any more conditions, you can ask for them."
