Sun Shuo stood boredly outside St. Mary's Hospital, smoking and gagging with his companions.

The chairman, who was seriously injured in a car accident and fell unconscious, was sent to the emergency room of Harbin's top private hospital by his personal bodyguards twenty minutes ago for rescue.

As a low-level manager of the Jinhai Chamber of Commerce, Sun Shuo was also called out from his warm bed by his boss and stood guard for protection.

"Brother Shuo, how is your business lately? Do you have any reliable inside information?"

A young man with long hair, wearing a red suit that looked like a borrowed one, approached Sun Shuo and asked flatteringly.

Porn, gambling and drugs are the most profitable businesses in the world today.

Sun Shuo is responsible for gambling in the Jinhai Chamber of Commerce.

Casinos and gambling boats are not something that a small person like him can take charge of.

His main business is horse betting.

Betting on horses is an exotic thing, but it is not rigorous at all. After all, the story of Tian Ji's horse racing has been sung for thousands of years.

This is a lucrative industry, and only Jinhai Chamber of Commerce, a group of entangled interests with a Japanese background, can control it.

As the person in charge of gambling, there are always people coming to Sun Shuo to inquire about information.

Looking at the red suit on the long-haired boy in front of him, Sun Shuo felt that he had been taught a lesson.

The chairman is doing his best to rescue him. Life or death is uncertain. Your boy is dressed as festively as the groom. Is it because the excitement is not big enough?

It’s better to stay away from such second-rate goods!

Thinking of this, Sun Shuo took a step back, squinted his eyes and said, "Where did you find the suit?"

"I advise you to change your clothes quickly and don't feel uncomfortable."

"Besides, if I give you inside information, do you dare to use it?"

"Aren't you afraid that Brother Zhenli will come to your door and talk to you?"

The long-haired boy also scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

When I went out, I was in a daze. My boss asked me to wear a suit on the phone, so I randomly found one.

Unexpectedly, I wore my own lady's suit. What a damn unlucky thing!

"Stop chatting! The agents are here!"

The people who were smoking and relaxing at the door saw a car approaching and guessed that it was the representatives of the board of directors, so they shouted a reminder to everyone to get ready.

The little minions are just little sparrows. They panic at the slightest sign of trouble.

Sun Shuo didn't bother to talk to the waiter beside him, so he quickly adjusted his tie and stood upright.

A large number of cars drove to the entrance of the hospital. A middle-aged man in a neat suit got out of the car and walked quickly into the hospital.

"Representative Li is here!"

Huang Mao took off the dazzling suit in a few seconds, threw it on the ground, and whispered to Sun Shuo.

Li Ziyang, the agent of the Kumho Chamber of Commerce, is a confidant of the managing director Ding Zhen and the leader of the Beihu Group. His main business is real estate apartments.

Nowadays, all the work of plastering and building the walls of the Chamber of Commerce is in his hands. It's like hanging pants from the flagpole.

"It's so majestic!"

When Huang Mao saw Li Ziyang leading more than 20 of his subordinates into the hospital hall, he grinned with envy, thinking that he had to get to the position quickly and be distinguished among good people.

Sun Shuo looked away. For a club worker like him, the club was just a place to get a salary. The conflicts of interest and land grabs had nothing to do with him.

Life is very good now. I have food and drink. I will work hard in the next quarter and pay off the loan on my apartment building before the horse starts to run.

What a pleasure!

Little people have little happiness, big people have great pain.

Li Ziyang has no interest in real estate. Although he only has one flat in Nangang under his name, he also has an independent real estate company.

In his eyes, money has become a long string of numbers, and as long as the company is doing well, money will continue to flow in.

Compared with making money, he currently has a bigger worry: whether the chairman lying in the emergency room can survive this disaster.

The eldest brother is still discussing business in Peiping and is not in Harbin. Although there are many trains between Harbin and Peiping, he will be back in a day or two.

The head coach is not in place during this period, and it is easy for others to take advantage of the situation.

In front of the emergency room, there were a lot of old men standing. None of them sat down, but they were smoking cigarettes and talking quietly.

Upon seeing this, Li Ziyang quickly walked in, came to a bearded man, and said respectfully: "Mr. Kawamoto, how is the situation of the chairman?".

Mr. Kawamoto didn't have much anxiety on his face. Instead, he greeted Li Ziyang in a friendly manner: "It turns out to be Ziyang!"

"I'm so sorry for calling you out of bed!"

"When will Agent Ding come?".

The life and death of the chairman seemed to be a trivial matter in Mr. Kawamoto's words.

On the contrary, it was Ding Zhen's whereabouts that concerned him even more.

You know, Mr. Kawamoto is the special assistant to the chairman, and all his power comes from the chairman lying on the bed in the emergency room.

Li Ziyang was full of doubts, but he couldn't express his doubts. He just replied politely: "Agent Ding has gone to Peiping. I have sent a telegram to inform him of his return."

"As soon as I receive the message, I will rush back and I should be back soon!".

Mr. Kawamoto nodded, indicating that he knew, and then breathed, implicitly indicating that the conversation was over.

Li Ziyang immediately said goodbye and left, looking for familiar colleagues and asking about the chairman's situation.

The entrance to the emergency room was as chaotic as a vegetable market, but the hospital did not send anyone to warn these powerful people and ask them to keep their voices down.

Just as the group of people were talking quietly, the lights in the emergency room suddenly went out.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the door of the emergency room, waiting for the final result.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yokokawa An is dead because he was too seriously injured and medical treatment failed!"

"Please have your condolences!"
Chapter completed!