Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 437: Set Conditions

Chapter 437: Chapter 437: Set Conditions

Cheng Xiangheng shamelessly said, "You see, my son is very stubborn. He’s still upset right now. How about I talk to him once he calms down?"

"..." Stall tactic? Unfortunately, Yuan Wei can’t wait that long.

Huang Kangtai said, "Because he’s in a bad mood, Yuan Wei and I should have a clear attitude. As long as Qiao Bei stops pursuing this matter and lets my son off the hook, you can state any requirements you have."

Both of them were testing to see who would show their hand first.

As for Huang Kangtai, he had already clearly laid out the bait, now waiting to see if Cheng Xiangheng would bite.

If it were before, Cheng Xiangheng might have dragged things out a few more rounds, stacking the chips to the maximum. But now, the Qingshan project can’t wait, and the bank loans are accumulating huge interests daily.

Cheng Xiangheng said, "Since Chairman Huang is so sincere, I’ll talk to Qiao Bei as soon as possible."

"Much appreciated." Huang Kangtai nodded with satisfaction, but knew he would have to make his demands next.

Cheng Xiangheng said, "Chairman Huang, as you know, I invested in a piece of land in Qingshan District some time ago. But recently, my company has run into a small financial problem. With your connections, you should be able to help me find a strong investor."

Huang Kangtai was silent. This was not a small problem. With the scale of the Qingshan project, without nine-figure funds in reserve, it’s impossible to move this project.

Seeing Huang Kangtai hadn’t responded, Cheng Xiangheng implied, "If this matter isn’t resolved well, Qiao Bei will keep worrying about it. People can’t focus on two things at once; if he’s fretting over the Qingshan project all day, how can he have the mind to do anything else?"

"..." The threat was clear—if he didn’t agree, he wouldn’t help persuade Cheng Qiaobei.

It’s said that even a tiger won’t eat its cubs, but seeing Cheng Xiangheng openly leveraging his familial ties with Cheng Qiaobei to demand investment, truly made Huang Kangtai witness the shamelessness of human nature.

Huang Kangtai pondered for a moment before saying, "It’s best for a professional team to evaluate the Qingshan project. After evaluation, it will be easier and more secure to seek investors. What do you think?"

"The evaluation would take too long. The Qingshan project needs to strike while the iron is hot, to be completed while the media attention hasn’t cooled. Only then can the business opportunity be captured." Cheng Xiangheng understood that Huang Kangtai didn’t want to pay such a high price.

If that’s the case, he might as well push him a bit further.

Cheng Xiangheng said with difficulty, "Both sides have difficulties. How about we just forget about it?"

"Why the rush, Old Cheng." Huang Kangtai was the first to lose his composure. To reassure Cheng Xiangheng, he said, "Everything is negotiable. How much funding do you need to restart the Qingshan project?"

Hooked!

Cheng Xiangheng gestured a number with his hand, Huang Kangtai raised his eyebrow but quickly agreed, "Okay, as long as you calm Cheng Qiaobei, and have him admit the medicine was brought and taken by mistake by himself."

Cheng Xiangheng smiled broadly and agreed, "No problem, you’ll get a satisfactory answer within three days."

It seemed like karma, as Cheng Xiangheng was rushed to the hospital with a sudden illness that very night.

...

Cheng Qiaobei was handling matters for a newly joined hotel and received a call from Chen Qian as it was nearing the end of work hours.

"Manager Cheng, it’s me, Secretary Chen. Sorry to disturb you,"

It was rare to see Chen Qian humbled, which piqued Cheng Qiaobei’s curiosity about what he was up to.

"What’s the matter?" he asked calmly.

Chen Qian said, "Could you come to the hospital now? Mr. Cheng has been hospitalized."

The receiver was silent for a few seconds.

Chen Qian thought he didn’t hear clearly, so he repeated, "Manager Cheng, Mr. Cheng is really in the hospital. This time it’s a sudden illness; the doctor wants the family to come and see him."

Cheng Qiaobei didn’t believe Chen Qian because he had been ignoring Cheng Xiangheng ever since Huang Yuanwei had schemed against him on the ship, even blocking all his contacts.

Is this a ploy to gain sympathy for forgiveness?

Don’t kid around! No way!

Cheng Qiaobei hung up the phone directly, tidied up simply, and walked out of the office.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and as he passed through the lobby, Chen Qian blocked his path.

Chen Qian said, "Manager Cheng, please visit Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Qiaobei: "I made myself very clear on the phone just now. Don’t come looking for me, I won’t go to see him."

Chen Qian said anxiously, "But Mr. Cheng is really serious this time, just meet him, don’t leave any regrets for yourself."

Looking at the person before him, stripped of his former arrogance, Cheng Qiaobei did somewhat believe that Cheng Xiangheng was indeed ill.

He asked, "Who sent you to find me?"

Chen Qian said, "Chairman Zheng."

"Ha," Cheng Qiaobei chuckled mockingly, "She’s not afraid that Old Cheng will hand over the company to me by calling me over?"

Chen Qian was momentarily taken aback, then continued, "Since Chairman Zheng asked you over, she likely hopes your presence can inspire Mr. Cheng’s will to live. Ultimately, she hopes Mr. Cheng can recover."

"Whether he gets better is none of my business."

Chen Qian: "..."

Don’t blame Cheng Qiaobei for being indifferent and cold-hearted. His heart was once warm but grew cold through repeated disappointments.

"Manager Cheng, please just make one trip." Chen Qian pleaded.

"Stop with the nonsense; I’m not going." Cheng Qiaobei sidestepped him, heading straight for the parking lot.

Behind him, Chen Qian followed, persuading as they walked, "Manager Cheng, Mr. Cheng is really serious this time, he spent a night in the emergency room, and during the rescue, the doctor said he kept calling your name, which shows you’re very important in Mr. Cheng’s mind. If you could visit him and let him hear your voice, perhaps Mr. Cheng might wake up."

"..." Did he mean Old Cheng was unconscious now?

Cheng Qiaobei looked at him and asked, "Is he in a coma now?"

Chen Qian nodded heavily, "Yes, he suddenly collapsed last night and has been in rescue since he was sent to the hospital."

"Old man fell ill before going against me?"

Chen Qian pressed his lips, "Mr. Cheng isn’t necessarily wanting to fight with you. It’s inevitable that two companies in the same industry will compete."

Cheng Qiaobei sneered, "As the person involved, you don’t need to explain to me, right?"

But if Cheng Xiangheng is really ill, he still needs to confirm it. If not, then this act is rather amusing.

He asked, "Which hospital, and what room number?"

Chen Qian reported the hospital and room number, and offered, "Manager Cheng, my car is outside, I’m here to pick you up."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "No need, I drove."

Chen Qian drove ahead, occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror to monitor the car behind.

To have Cheng Qiaobei believe him was already half the success. If he could bring him to the ward and have him stay overnight, the plan would be ninety percent complete.

Chen Qian’s car stopped in a parking spot, and after Cheng Qiaobei got out of his car, Chen Qian guided him towards the ward.

Chen Qian said as they walked, "He came out of the emergency room this morning and is now lying in the ward."

No matter what Chen Qian said, Cheng Qiaobei remained indifferent.

When they walked out of the elevator, they unexpectedly ran into Cheng Siluo in the corridor. His expression was indifferent, but Cheng Siluo hesitated briefly before reverting to normal, "You’re here?"

Cheng Qiaobei responded with a gentle "hmm," and continued following Chen Qian.

Seeing Cheng Siluo’s eyes full of worry, it seemed like he really was ill?

Zheng Rongxi walked out of the ward, carrying a thermal lunch box.

Seeing him, her eyes couldn’t hide the hatred, and her tone was unpleasant, "You still know to come?"

Cheng Qiaobei showed no expression and did not answer.

Zheng Rongxi, seeing this, was even more angry, "Didn’t your mother teach you manners? Don’t you greet your elders when you see them?"

Cheng Qiaobei averted his gaze and bypassed Zheng Rongxi to enter the ward.

The person on the hospital bed lay motionless, eyes closed, breathing through an oxygen mask.

Cheng Siluo entered, closed the door, and heard Cheng Qiaobei ask, "What’s the illness?"

Cheng Siluo approached the bedside, using a damp cotton swab to moisten his cracked lips, and said, "Stroke."

Cheng Qiaobei evaluated both of them, went to the foot of the bed, and removed the name tag from the bed, which indeed had Cheng Xiangheng written as the patient’s name. At this time, Zheng Rongxi returned with a basin of warm water, and the mother-daughter duo began to wipe Cheng Xiangheng’s body.

Cheng Qiaobei sat motionless on a stool.

Zheng Rongxi looked coldly at him and said sarcastically, "What’s the use of coming here if you don’t even know how to look after your father."

Cheng Qiaobei, indifferent attitude, asked, "It’s so serious, the doctor didn’t suggest brain surgery?"

Zheng Rongxi said viciously, "Are you really his son? Do you know how dangerous brain surgery is?"

Cheng Qiaobei said calmly, "Stroke is dangerous too. Brain surgery still has a glimmer of hope, and it’s either way a gamble; might as well send him to the operating table to fight for once."

Zheng Rongxi was rendered speechless for a moment.

Unhindered, Cheng Qiaobei continued with composure, "After all, he’s spent a lifetime fighting, to finally gamble on his own life and death is somewhat a fulfilling conclusion."

Zheng Rongxi said, "I see you just don’t wish for your father to get better."

Cheng Qiaobei said nonchalantly, "You’re right."

"!" Zheng Rongxi was so angry that it felt like a mouthful of blood was stuck in her chest, unable to go up or down.