PFC Chapter 241 The President's Special Hobby
Chapter 241 The President's Special Hobby
After a night, netizens were still waiting for the four great families and Yun Yao and Su Yuchen to tear each other apart, but what they didn't expect was the shocking news that the capital would no longer have the four great families!
Han Cailiang lived up to Yun Yao's expectations, and in one night he successfully subdued the other three families, while Xue Haoqian and the others were also sent out of the capital.
After those smoky, unruly people left, the weather in the entire capital improved considerably.
The downfall of one power brought chaos to thousands of small businesses. Three major companies collapsed, and naturally many businesses were dissatisfied. They came to the Han family's door on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Han Cailiang was already old, but he still had to deal with them and was extremely busy.
With the downfall of the four great families, Yun Yao felt much easier to breathe. If they were left unchecked, their occasional antics would be quite bothersome, even if they weren't particularly dangerous.
Although she wanted to keep a low profile, some people could never see her good side. If she didn't take control of the situation, that wouldn't be in line with the way our ancestors always did!
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Yonsei International.
Mo Peichen slumped on the sofa, staring at the office ceiling with a worried expression.
"Yu Chen, this must be the work of your ancestor!"
"Why do you think she's going to go to such lengths? Is she trying to earn you a dowry?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at how miserable the four great families are. As expected of Yun Yao, you can tell she's got skill just by looking at her!"
"Yu Chen, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?"
Mo Peichen, who had been talking incessantly, did not notice that Su Yuchen's face was extremely pale.
"Forget it, it's pointless to talk to you. If my girlfriend were as generous as Yun Yao, I would be laughing in my sleep."
"Mo Peichen, shut up."
It was only then that Mo Peichen noticed something was wrong with Su Yuchen.
"Su Yuchen, what's wrong?"
Su Yuchen's face was extremely pale, his hands were supporting him on the table, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead.
Mo Peichen panicked and quickly ran over to help him sit down.
"Su Yuchen, has the poison flared up again? I'll call a doctor right away!" Mo Peichen hurriedly made a phone call to Cheng Xu.
Cheng Xu, who was holding a soft and fragrant woman in his arms, was woken up by the ringing of his phone. He wanted to smash the phone, until Lin Dai'er nudged him.
"Brother Xu, just in case something comes up, answer it."
Cheng Xu's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot as he answered the call.
"Mo Peichen, what's wrong now?"
These days they've become quite close with Mo Peichen, and they've started to speak more casually.
"Cheng Xu, Su Yuchen's poison has flared up again! You guys come over here right away!"
Cheng Xu paused for a moment, then exchanged a glance with Lin Dai'er in his arms.
That shouldn't be the case; the toxins in his body have already been cleared!
Su Yuchen was someone the ancestor had specifically ordered to be saved, and even though it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, neither of them dared to neglect their duty.
The couple arrived at Yonsei International in just twenty minutes.
Even though they were prepared for Su Yuchen's old poison to relapse, they were still stunned when they actually saw him.
He didn't even flinch during the excruciating pain of having poison removed, which was unbearable for most people. They once thought that their ancestor had taken a liking to an expressionless block of ice, but today, they could guess the extent of his pain just by looking at his expression.
Lin Dai'er stepped forward and quickly took Su Yuchen's pulse, but...
“Brother Xu, I don’t think this is a pulse sign of poisoning. Why don’t you try it?” Lin Dai’er moved her chair aside.
Unlike Lin Dai'er, Cheng Xu was not quick and efficient. He pressed Su Yuchen's pulse, nodding and shaking his head, while Mo Peichen, standing to the side, was terrified.
"Mo Peichen, what did he eat yesterday?" Cheng Xu suddenly asked.
Mo Peichen was taken aback, then blurted out, "Hot pot, he ate hot pot yesterday!"
Su Yuchen's expression also darkened, and he pulled his arm away.
"No need to trouble yourself, Mo Peichen, just go and buy a box of stomach medicine," Su Yuchen said in a low voice.
The patient was uncooperative, but Cheng Xu was not annoyed. He had heard what kind of person Su Yuchen was from more than one person. He was like a rock in a latrine, smelly and hard!
"The poisoning last time already depleted your internal resources too much. Instead of taking good care of yourself, you actually ate hot pot. I don't need to guess to know that you ate spicy hot pot!"
Mo Peichen: "..."
He quickly looked at Su Yuchen and, sure enough, caught a glimpse of a fierce expression on his face.
That's right, when has this CEO Su ever learned his lesson? Now he finally gets to eat hot pot and gets criticized, no wonder he's not happy!
Moreover, these two have very strange tempers. If a conflict really breaks out, it would be bad if they sprinkled poison powder on Su Yuchen.
Thinking of this, Mo Peichen quickly stepped forward and laughed it off.
"Happy Chinese New Year, both of you. This is a red envelope from President Su. It's just a small token of my appreciation." Mo Peichen stuffed the only thousand yuan in his wallet into Lin Daier's hand.
Since he had accepted the money, Cheng Xu couldn't say anything more.
"Just buy stomach medicine at the pharmacy, and eat light meals for the next three days."
Mo Peichen nodded and then saw the couple out of the company.
On the bus, Lin Dai'er and Cheng Xu were completely baffled.
"Brother Xu, I don't think Su Yuchen is the type to eat spicy food recklessly without regard for his health!"
"Who knows? Maybe all the domineering CEOs these days have other hobbies."
"Should we still report Su Yuchen's physical condition to the Ancestor?" Lin Dai'er asked.
After all, Yun Yao had repeatedly emphasized that Su Yuchen's physical condition should be reported to her at all times.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Dai'er still dialed Yun Yao's number.
As soon as Yun Yao answered the phone, she heard Lin Dai'er's voice, as melodious as a nightingale's: "Grandmother, I have something fun to tell you!"
Yun Yao said with a hint of helplessness but also with great affection, "Tell me about it."
"That's right, we went to see Su Yuchen today."
Hearing this, Yun Yao's heart skipped a beat. She knew Su Yuchen well; if he could manage to get through it, he would never see a doctor.
"Did you go to see Su Yuchen?" Yun Yao asked in a low voice, her tone tinged with nervousness.
"Yeah, he ate hotpot yesterday and his stomach hurts today. I really don't understand these CEOs; they don't care about their health at all!"
Yun Yao: "..." You little brat, he ate with me!
"Is it serious?" Yun Yao asked.
"It's not serious, some medicine will do the trick. Grandpa, don't you find it hilarious? He's the president of Yonsei International! He got a stomachache from eating hot pot!"
Lin Dai'er spoke with a smile, but Yun Yao had already hung up the phone.
Lin Dai'er: "???"
"Brother Xu, why does it feel like the Ancestor is angry?"
Cheng Xu: "..." He seemed to have sensed it too.
Yun Yao hung up the phone, suppressing the urge to rush to W International, and sulked alone.
"What a troublesome little thing! I should put you in my Qiankun bag and carry you with me at all times!"
Wait... a Qiankun bag?
Yun Yao suddenly remembered Su Feng, whom she had thrown into her Qiankun bag!
"He's not dead, is he?" Yun Yao said as she took out her Qiankun bag and threw Su Feng out.
Su Feng felt a sudden upheaval, his entire body went out of control, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in Yun Yao's office.
Yun Yao looked at the person in front of her who was not only alive but also had a shiny face, and her lips twitched.
"Su Feng, how many of my treasures did you eat?"