Chapter 1056 Grandson, Why Are You Here?
Chen Xuan sneered, "You wish!"
Du Ziteng was not angry and continued, "You better think carefully. Once tax evasion is discovered, your Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic will be completely finished and you'll never be able to establish yourself here again."
Chen Xuan said with a look of mockery, "Dare we make a bet?"
"A bet? What kind of bet? I love making bets." Du Ziteng said with a smile.
When he had nothing to do, he liked to gamble a few rounds in the casino.
"I bet that you will not only have to kneel and apologize later, but you'll also be kicked out of here."
Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes.
"Kid, you're looking for death!"
Du Ziteng felt that Chen Xuan was playing him.
"You are the one looking for death!"
"Since you refuse to shed tears until you see the coffin, don't blame me for being impolite!"
With that, Du Ziteng prepared to find evidence of the Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic's tax evasion and then waited for Chen Xuan to cry and beg him for shares.
The thought made him a little excited.
He looked at Feng Xiang and gritted his teeth, "Director Feng, don't hold back."
"Young Master Du, rest assured, leave this matter to me!"
Feng Xiang nodded with a smile and agreed, then coldly shouted, "Everyone stop what you're doing. The Tax Association is here to audit the accounts. Anyone who dares to move will be arrested!"
Before the words even fell, people from the Tax Association began to search for the Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic's accounts.
"Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan, I'll see how you make me roll out of here."
Watching this scene, Du Ziteng sneered at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan smiled back, not taking it to heart at all.
Du Ziteng snorted a few times.
Kid, you're going to die.
When investigating tax evasion, it's common for people to hide accounts. Generally, no one is allowed to move around when an investigation begins.
However, the silver-haired old men of the Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic seemed not to hear anything. They continued to dispense medicine and write prescriptions, as if they hadn't stopped. Feng Xiang was very displeased and began to scold them, but they still didn't listen, which annoyed him greatly.
Du Ziteng, wanting to show off, said to a fop beside him, "Brothers, don't just let Director Feng's men do all the work. Let's help out."
"Yes! Young Master Du!"
A group of people shouted and rushed forward, intending to stop the "staff of the Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic" who were dispensing medicine and writing prescriptions, busy with their work.
"And you old man, still dispensing medicine? Can't you see we're conducting a tax audit? Believe it or not, I'll slap you?"
Suddenly, a young man saw a white-haired elder still dispensing medicine, seemingly unaffected. He lunged forward.
Then, he shouted loudly. The person still seemed unaffected. The young man was very unhappy, quickened his pace, and rushed forward, grabbing the white-haired elder by the shoulder: "You old man..."
"Are you calling me?"
The old man looked up: "Sorry, my hearing isn't very good."
As the old man looked up, the young man was speechless because the old man in front of him looked so much like his grandfather...
He couldn't help but rub his eyes, and his face instantly changed. This old man was indeed his grandfather. He exclaimed, "Grandpa, why are you here dispensing medicine for them?"
"Little rascal, why are you here? Are you trying to help? Alright, alright, hurry up and help dispense medicine!"
The old man was also startled and said with a smile.
"Uh... Grandpa, what are you doing here? This Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic is evading taxes and is about to be investigated?"
The young man said softly.
"Nonsense, how could the Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic evade taxes? Who the hell said that?" the old man said angrily.
The young man glanced at Du Ziteng behind him: "It was Young Master Du who said it."
Saying that, he looked around and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his face full of shock.
He had already keenly realized that this Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic was not simple at all. Those dispensing medicine and writing prescriptions were all medical magnates of the same generation as his grandfather...
What was the background of this Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic?
"Du Ziteng?"
The old man frowned, turned his head, and saw Du Ziteng. He seemed to understand and said coldly, "Hurry up and make him take his people and get out of here!"
The young man swallowed his saliva again, breaking out in a cold sweat, and quickly rushed towards Du Ziteng: "Young Master Du, let's leave quickly. I can't afford to offend this Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Du Ziteng was very dissatisfied. This guy was too cowardly.
"Quickly take a look at who is dispensing medicine and writing prescriptions?" the young man urged.
Du Ziteng frowned, looked up, and the next moment, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to his knees: "Grandpa Xu? Grandpa Zhao? Grandpa Lin? You... why are you dispensing medicine, writing prescriptions, and even cleaning here?"
Though the voice was not loud, it attracted everyone's attention. Those fops also looked over, and upon seeing everyone present, their faces changed drastically. Why were their grandfathers all here?
Just now, they thought these people were employees here, but they didn't expect them to be their grandfathers. This is ridiculous...
"Who told you to come to the Benevolent Heart Medical Clinic to cause trouble? Why aren't you kneeling down and apologizing to Mr. Chen?" A white-haired old man stepped forward first, his presence commanding, and said coldly to a young man in blue.
The young man in blue didn't hesitate and knelt down before Chen Xuan with a thud.
This is incredible. If his own grandfather was working here as an employee, one could imagine how deep the background of this clinic was.
"What are you all standing around for? Do I have to do it myself..."
Thud!
Thud!
One by one, they all knelt before Chen Xuan. These dozen or so people all knelt down. If one didn't know better, they would think it was Chinese New Year.
Looking at this scene, Young Master Du swallowed hard, his expression filled with disbelief.
What in the world was going on?
"Young Master Du? Look, your people have all knelt down. As their boss, shouldn't you show some respect?"
Chen Xuan looked at Du Ziteng playfully.
"What does their kneeling have to do with me? My grandfather isn't here? What right do you have to make me kneel?"
Du Ziteng still had some confidence. Those guys knelt because their grandfathers were all here, but his grandfather wasn't.
Moreover, Du Ziteng's grandfather was more influential than these old fellows, so these old fellows couldn't intimidate him.
Why should he be afraid?
Chen Xuan glanced around, and indeed, he didn't see Du Yunsong. At this moment, Young Master Lu whispered, "Mr. Chen, Du Yunsong went to the restroom."
Chen Xuan nodded at this, looked at Du Ziteng, and said, "If you kneel down for me now, I can put in a good word for you."
"You speak well of me? What are you? Let me tell you..."
Du Ziteng was still arrogant.
Just as he was halfway through his sentence, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind him: "Grandson, why are you here?"
Du Ziteng was already angry. He had been beaten by Chen Xuan outside earlier, and he kept encountering setbacks when trying to get someone to deal with Chen Xuan. Now, someone dared to call him a grandson. This was too much!
Du Ziteng was even more enraged. He immediately started cursing, "Which bastard dares to call me a grandson? I think you don't want to live anymore..."
As he cursed, Du Ziteng thought to himself, whoever dares to curse me, I'll turn you into a turtle and a bastard.
He turned his head to look, and the next moment he was completely dumbfounded...