122: Chapter 122 100 Yuan 122: Chapter 122 100 Yuan Upon hearing that Beiming Xue was going to give him six yuan and ten cents, Zhao Qing’s face turned green.
At this moment, Beiming Xue really took out her wallet and began searching for change.
However, Beiming Xue always carried cards with her and never cash, so after flipping through a few times, she indeed couldn’t find six yuan.
As she rummaged through her wallet, Beiming Xue’s face became more and more gloomy, like the approach of a storm.
Seeing this, Zhao Qing was completely trembling inside.
In his panic, he intended to grab Beiming Xue’s hand, but just as he reached out, he thought it was inappropriate and withdrew his hand.
However, as soon as he drew his hand back, seeing Beiming Xue’s expression, he quickly reached out again.
Zhao Qing’s hand stretched out and withdrew repeatedly, sweating profusely as if on a hot pan, not knowing what to do.
Beiming Xue searched for a long time but still couldn’t find a single penny.
Just then, Ouyang Feiting reached out from behind her and handed over a one-hundred-yuan bill, saying, “Here, take it, consider it a loan from me.”
Beiming Xue coldly turned her head and said, “I don’t need to borrow from you; I’ll go to the bank right now to withdraw it.”
Ouyang Feiting pushed the one-hundred-yuan bill towards Zhao Qing’s hand and said, “No need.
I’ll pay off Wang Yan’s debt.”
Beiming Xue cared most about Wang Yan, and upon hearing that Ouyang Feiting had gained the upper hand, she was anxious and furious, her eyes almost shooting fire as she looked at Zhao Qing in front of her.
Zhao Qing knew that Beiming Xue was always extremely well-mannered and never showed her emotions, but now she was so furious, making him feel he might not survive.
If Beiming Xue exaggeratedly complained to Beiming Bufan, then he would lose his job and the manager position he had finally obtained, leaving him with nothing.
Would he have to become a salesman like San?
Holding the one-hundred-yuan bill in his hand, Zhao Qing felt his heart turn to ash.
His legs went soft, and with a “thud,” he knelt before Beiming Xue, pleading with a mournful face, “Miss, please spare me this once.
I really didn’t know Wang Yan is your boyfriend.”
Seeing Zhao Qing kneel to her, Beiming Xue was stunned and immediately took a few steps back to avoid facing Zhao Qing directly.
Meanwhile, hearing Zhao Qing refer to Wang Yan as her boyfriend made Beiming Xue’s heart flutter.
She raised her long eyelashes, casting a soft glance at Wang Yan, instantly dispelling much of her anger.
Looking at Wang Yan, Beiming Xue asked, “Brother Wang Yan, what do you think should be done?”
Hearing this, Zhao Qing cursed himself for being foolish.
He should have realized that Beiming Xue’s anger stemmed from Wang Yan.
If he had flattered Wang Yan properly, everything would have been resolved.
Immediately, Zhao Qing turned on his knees towards Wang Yan, holding the one-hundred-yuan bill, and said, “Brother Wang Yan, please be gracious.
I was blind just now.
You are magnanimous, please don’t hold it against me.
Please take back this hundred yuan.”
Seeing Zhao Qing’s pathetic state, Wang Yan felt extremely disgusted and didn’t want to waste time with Zhao Qing.
He immediately lifted his hand, took the hundred-yuan bill, and turned to place it in San’s hand.
San was startled and hurried to refuse, but Wang Yan nodded and said, “Take it.”
At this moment, San had come to greatly admire Wang Yan, even to the extent of following his every word.
Upon hearing Wang Yan’s request, San hesitated momentarily before happily folding the hundred-yuan bill and holding it in his hands.
Seeing Wang Yan take back the money, Zhao Qing felt immensely grateful and began to stand up slowly.
Just then, Wang Yan said, “I want to ask you something—”
Hearing Wang Yan wanted to ask something, Zhao Qing hurriedly intended to kneel again.
However, he felt it inappropriate to speak to Wang Yan while kneeling and felt awkward standing upright before him, fearing Wang Yan might get angry.
After much hesitation, Zhao Qing neither stood up nor knelt but squatted at Wang Yan’s feet, resembling a small dog, and humbly asked, “Brother Wang Yan, what do you want to ask?”
Wang Yan, holding a pill, asked, “Why is this medicine fake, yet so many people buy it?
Don’t they know that they’re spending money on something useless?”
Zhao Qing replied, “Well…
well…
maybe it’s because it’s cheap.
Also, once people realize the medicine is fake, the name gets changed, and it continues to sell.
The most important thing is that these fake medicines are very cheap.
Many poor people can’t afford treatment and pin their hopes on these affordable items.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan’s face grew somber.
He glanced at Beiming Xue and asked, “Is this your family’s business?”
Seeing Wang Yan’s expression, Beiming Xue was a bit flustered and quickly shook her head, saying, “I don’t know.
I don’t think my father would do such a thing.”
Hearing this, Zhao Qing quickly explained, “It’s indeed not Beiming Group’s business.
We are only selling on their behalf, and it’s just a small business.
President Beiming knows nothing about this.
This business belongs to the Gangzhe Group.”
Upon hearing Zhao Qing’s words, Beiming Xue quickly said, “Gangzhe Group, that’s the group owned by Li Gang and Li Zhe, whom we met the other day.”
Hearing this, Wang Yan’s expression eased, and he said to Beiming Xue, “Xue’er, I wrongly blamed you earlier.”
Beiming Xue quickly smiled and said, “If it were my family’s business, even I couldn’t forgive my father, let alone you.”
Then Beiming Xue turned to Zhao Qing and said, “From today on, don’t have any business dealings with Gangzhe Group.”
Zhao Qing repeatedly nodded in agreement.
Beiming Xue continued, “Brother Wang Yan, I’ll go back and tell my father to take down Gangzhe Group.”
Wang Yan shook his head and said, “No need.
Through this matter, I suddenly had an idea.
Since they sell fake medicine, I’ll produce a new medicine that the poor can afford, forcing all fake medicines out of the market.”
Hearing Wang Yan’s words, Zhao Qing felt an infinite admiration in his heart: “As expected of Beiming Xue’s boyfriend, so imposing.
Unhappy with Gangzhe Group and directly wanting to enter the pharmaceutical field to crush them.
You must know Gangzhe Group has assets worth billions!
To say they’ll be crushed just like that, how many billions is Wang Yan worth himself?”
While Zhao Qing was lost in thought, Xiaoqian next to him was even more regretful: “I might as well be blind.
I couldn’t see that Wang Yan must be a rich kid experiencing life and looking for business opportunities here.
Had I known earlier, I would have courted favor with him.
Maybe he’d be so happy he’d give me some managerial position.”
Just as Zhao Qing and Xiaoqian were lost in thought, Beiming Xue hesitated and said, “Brother Wang Yan, developing a new drug requires a huge amount of funding.
How much cash do you have?”
Wang Yan looked back, pointing to the hundred-yuan bill in San’s hand, and said, “One hundred yuan.”