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Chapter 1246 - 861 The Right Path in the World is Full of Vicissitudes (Thanks for the support!)_2

Chapter 1246: 861 The Right Path in the World is Full of Vicissitudes (Thanks for the support!)_2

Ouyang Qing remained noncommittal, just inexplicably smiling.

"Old Commission for Discipline Inspection, what are you laughing about?"

Worried, Xie Wendong turned his head to look.

After all, none of those scoundrels were ordinary people; they were either large enterprise executives or hospital leaders, with power and influence - not so easy to deal with.

"Do you know how much it costs to build a hospital?"

Ouyang Qing didn’t answer directly, but asked abruptly.

Xie Wendong had no idea about such matters; it touched upon a blind spot in his knowledge, rendering his mind blank as he immediately shook his head.

"If it’s a hospital on the scale of Tongji, conservatively speaking, this number."

Ouyang Qing stretched out a hand with all five fingers splayed.

"Five hundred million?"

Xie Wendong said subconsciously.

Ouyang Qing couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

"Five hundred million? One bicycle alone costs ten million."

Upon such a comparison, Xie Wendong immediately realized just how narrow his knowledge was and couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock.

"Five billion?"

Ouyang Qing put down her hand, "And that’s just the cost to build the hospital - just the expenses for acquiring land and construction, not counting the subsequent operational costs."

Xie Wendong’s mind was a bit stunned.

Building a hospital, the concept wasn’t too clear to him, but when it came to specific amounts, the impact was quite straightforward.

He earned a little less than ten thousand a month in salary, and with bonuses, assuming extravagantly that he saved one hundred thousand a year by not spending on anything.

How long would it take to save five billion?

Fifty thousand years?! The realization became more tangible.

"Hiss..."

Xie Wendong couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

"Do you know how big Kangrun Biotechnology is?" Ouyang Qing continued.

"What is Kangrun Biotechnology?"

Xie Wendong replied confusedly, still not regaining his composure.

"..."

Ouyang Qing fell silent, "It’s the company where Yu Fei is currently working."

Xie Wendong shook his head blankly.

"The company isn’t listed, so details are hard to come by, but it’s estimated to be between thirty to fifty billion in size."

"That is to say."

Ouyang Qing continued: "The pre-investment cost for the hospital Jiang Chen is planning to build in River City exceeds the entire group of Kangrun Biotechnology."

Xie Wendong seemed to understand the implications of her words, but before he could speak, he only heard Ouyang Qing continue.

"And if it were you, would you use all your wealth to make an investment?"

"No."

Xie Wendong shook his head, albeit a bit slowly.

"Even if it’s not a sole venture by Jiang Chen, the kind of people who can do this kind of business are definitely extraordinary. After all, running a hospital isn’t just about having the money - that’s not enough."

After the old commissioner’s simple yet profound analysis, Xie Wendong felt like he had a deeper, almost magical understanding of his former desk mate.

"Think about it, why did the boss of Mingfei Technology come over to toast Jiang Chen? His company is worth hundreds of billions."

Ouyang Qing said softly: "So now do you think Jiang Chen has the ability to stand up for Yu Fei?"

Xie Wendong’s lips moved as he tried to speak, but nothing came. After taking a deep breath, he muttered as if in a trance: "Could it be that Jiang Chen won the lottery?"

Won the lottery?

Ouyang Qing couldn’t help but chuckle; at first, she hadn’t given it much thought, but these past few days, while accompanying Wu Yufei at the hospital and having nothing else to do, she had seriously pondered it.

The more she thought about it, the more astonishing it became.

"If it were the lottery, he would probably have to be winning it every single day since high school graduation."

Xie Wendong went silent again, then, unable to restrain himself, blurted out a soul-searching question.

"Just how did he become so formidable?"

"Have you ever asked what his girlfriend does?"

Ouyang Qing asked.

By normal people’s logic, no matter how capable a person is, it takes time to shine and heat up.

After all, the accumulation of wealth always requires a process.

It’s not jealousy.

Jiang Chen is about their age, having only recently graduated from university, and the heights he’s achieved are completely against all reason, utterly fantastical!

If it were inheriting family wealth, there’d be nothing to say.

But they all went to high school in Sha City. Everyone had a clear idea of Jiang Chen’s family background, or at least had some inkling; the bicycle Jiang Chen rode had not been replaced for three years.

If it’s not inheriting family business, the only other possible explanation is that he found himself a good girlfriend.

People say that besides being born, a woman has one more chance to change her destiny in life.

Isn’t it the same for men?

Ouyang Qing’s speculation is indeed understandable, and the general direction is also roughly correct, just with a slight deviation.

People also say that behind every successful man, there must be a woman who silently contributes.

But Jiang Chen is different.

"No. Why do you ask that?"

Xie Wendong replied subconsciously, then he quickly realized the insinuation of the old Disciplinary Committee member, and blurted out, "Are you saying Jiang Chen is keeping a rich lady? He’s not that kind of person!"

"Can you not be so superficial?"

Ouyang Qing said: "I never said that. And does dating a rich girl equal to being a kept man? Who says a man can only look for a girl who is worse off than himself?"

Clear-headedness in this world.

People who have been officials are indeed different.

This perspective is enough to surpass that of ninety percent of women in the world.

Xie Wendong didn’t know what to say, his mind was like a firecracker had been thrown into it, utterly confused.

"I’ll go buy food, what do you want to eat?"

Ouyang Qing got up.

"I can go buy it." Xie Wendong quickly lifted his head and said.

"It’s fine, I can still afford a meal. If you don’t have any preference, then I’ll just buy whatever I want."

Xie Wendong had no good reason to refuse, "Just get a couple more bowls of rice."

"Actually, men also need to rely on looks."

After jesting, Ouyang Qing was about to leave; the hospital canteen was not only expensive but also not tasty, so she planned to go to the restaurant at the entrance to buy food, but as she turned around, she saw a large group of people coming towards her.

All were stern-faced police officers.

Only one person in the middle was in plain clothes.

Each with a stern expression.

The patients and nurses in the corridor were all affected and invariably made way.

Xie Wendong of course noticed it too, and involuntarily stood up.

Ouyang Qing, who was about to buy food, had a premonition and stopped.

"Director Hu, this is the ward."

The large group of people stopped near the door of Wu Yufei’s ward.

This was a much bigger scene than yesterday when only two people came to take statements.

The plainclothes man called Director Hu glanced at the ward door, and his unavoidable intimidating gaze fell on the faces of Ouyang Qing and Xie Wendong.

Even though he hadn’t spoken, Xie Wendong felt an intense pressure hit him, causing his body to involuntarily tense up, and his heartbeat to start speeding up.

"You are Miss Wu’s friends, right?"

Director Hu spoke.

"Yes, we are her classmates."

Ouyang Qing remained quite composed.

"I am Hu Haomin from the Yangkou Sub-bureau."

Director Hu extended his hand.

A bureau chief, actually offering to shake their hands?

Xie Wendong, who was facing such a situation for the first time, stood there dumbfounded, as if he had lost control of his body, completely unresponsive.

"Hello."

Ouyang Qing behaved properly, took a light breath, and shook hands with the other party.

"How is Miss Wu doing now?"

"The doctors say her condition is as expected and still stable."

The sub-bureau chief nodded, his expression firm as he said, "Regarding the incident that happened to Miss Wu two days ago, I need to personally ask her about it. Is she available right now?"

"..."

How approachable.

Xie Wendong, who had been suppressed for the past few days, although rigid in body, was extremely excited in his thoughts!

He thought it would just end without further ado.

This is the kind of leader who truly advocates for the people!

Ouyang Qing nodded, then glanced at the large entourage behind the other party.

"Yes, but please don’t bring too many people in."

Director Hu nodded, then only signaled two subordinates responsible for taking notes.

"Xiao Deng, Xiao Yang, come in with me; the rest of you stay here."

From his tone, it was apparent that the sub-bureau chief was quite annoyed.

A bunch of daunting figures in authority honestly stood still in the corridor, as if being punished.

Xie Wendong now felt awkward whether sitting or standing, his voice pushed to the utmost limit.

"...maybe I should go buy the food?"