Immediately after, Huang Peter picked up his phone and dialed. As soon as the call connected, he was met with an automated voice stating that the number he dialed was out of service.
Enraged, Huang Peter began to curse profusely. In his agitation, he hurled the phone he was holding.
With a *snap*, the phone hit the wall and shattered into several pieces, falling to the ground.
"Brother Huang, don't get so worked up. Let's sit down and talk about whatever it is," Shao Junjie said.
Seeing Huang Peter's extreme agitation, Shao Junjie, despite having many questions, didn't dare to ask them at this moment.
"Ajie, no matter what, the problem originated with me. As your older brother, I apologize. How about this: we originally agreed on equal shares for the new store. From now on, you'll have sixty percent and I'll have forty. I'll also invest another three million. Consider this batch of goods as my personal purchase. What do you say?"
After being comforted by Shao Junjie, Huang Peter's anger subsided slightly.
He then looked at Shao Junjie with an apologetic expression and proposed a solution.
He was also seeking Shao Junjie's opinion.
"Brother Huang, how can that be? You're also a victim, and now you have to pay more money? No, no," Shao Junjie said.
Shao Junjie was taken aback and waved his hand, refusing the offer.
In fact, before coming here, Shao Junjie had harbored a sliver of suspicion, wondering if Huang Peter was involved in the fake jewelry in the store, as he had provided the source.
However, after arriving at the hotel, first Huang Peter received the call, and then he proactively offered a solution, willing to give up his shares and invest more money. These actions immediately removed Huang Peter from Shao Junjie's list of suspects.
In his opinion, if this matter was a scheme by Huang Peter, he would surely be too guilty to face him, or he would have completely disavowed any knowledge of it.
Now that Huang Peter was taking all the blame and offering to bear all the losses, it clearly indicated that Huang Peter was also unaware of what had happened.
Since the other party was clueless, how could Shao Junjie possibly let him bear all the losses?
Everything, it seemed, was just bad luck for Huang Peter, who encountered a disreputable friend and then had such an incident occur with the new store, all at once.
Fortunately, Du Fei was someone he knew, and he rushed over immediately after the incident, making decisive decisions to prevent the situation from escalating further.
The immediate task was to urge everyone in the store to be extremely vigilant and ensure no further slip-ups occurred.
"Ajie, I know you're a loyal and good partner. But this time, you have to listen to Brother Huang. One thing is one thing. No matter how good our relationship is, since we're in business together, whoever has a problem must bear it themselves. This is something an adult should do. Alright, don't try to persuade me anymore. In short, this is settled!"
Although Shao Junjie tried to dissuade him, Huang Peter's expression was firm and unyielding, determined to proceed.
Seeing Huang Peter's serious demeanor, Shao Junjie didn't want to argue further.
However, he was very pleased in his heart, feeling fortunate to have found such a good partner in Huang Peter, considering him a benefactor.
He believed that with Huang Peter's strong support, his jewelry store would surely carve out a niche in Rongcheng.
"Cough, cough, cough."
At this moment, Huang Peter began to cough violently.
His coughing wouldn't stop, and soon his face turned red, and his breathing became difficult.
"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, are you alright?"
The two were chatting pleasantly when Huang Peter suddenly started coughing uncontrollably, and it seemed to be getting worse. Shao Junjie became anxious.
Huang Peter raised his trembling hand and pointed towards the inner room of the suite.
"I, cough, cough, my bedside table, cough, there's medicine, cough, cough, cough."
Just saying this sentence was extremely taxing, accompanied by bouts of violent coughing.
Upon hearing this, Shao Junjie immediately stood up and rushed into the inner room.
As soon as he entered, he walked to the bedside and saw a white bottle on the nightstand.
"Brother Huang, is this it?"
Grabbing the medicine bottle, Shao Junjie quickly returned to the outer room.
When Huang Peter saw the medicine in Shao Junjie's hand, his eyes lit up with relief, and he nodded vigorously.
Then, he slowly held up three fingers.
The intelligent Shao Junjie immediately understood his meaning. He unscrewed the bottle, poured out three pills, and placed them in Huang Peter's hand.
Huang Peter popped the pills into his mouth and, with a swallow, ingested them.
About a minute after taking the pills, Huang Peter's coughing stopped abruptly, and he looked as if he had narrowly escaped death.
"Brother Huang, here, have some water," Shao Junjie, who had already poured water, said. Seeing that Huang Peter was finally feeling a bit better, he quickly handed the cup to him.
"Thank you."
Huang Peter took the cup from Shao Junjie and drank it down greedily.
Shao Junjie hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "Brother Huang, what just happened to you?"
"Ah, it's an old problem of mine. A lingering issue from my youth. Whenever I get angry or agitated, I cough violently. There was one time I almost coughed myself to death. I went to many top hospitals, but they couldn't figure out what it was. Later, a friend introduced me to an old Chinese medicine practitioner who prescribed some patent medicine, you know, the pills you just brought."
"So I always tell myself to get angry less and have fewer emotional swings. But alas, I can't change my temper!"
Huang Peter glanced at Shao Junjie. "I'm sorry, Ajie, did I scare you just now?"
"It's nothing if I was scared, Brother Huang. As long as you're okay, that's what matters. By the way, while taking medicine can alleviate your condition, I don't think it's a long-term solution. Is there no way to cure this ailment?" Shao Junjie shook his head, indicating he was fine, and then asked with concern.
Huang Peter was his benefactor. Ever since meeting him, Shao Junjie had a feeling that his career would flourish.
Under such circumstances, Shao Junjie naturally cared a great deal about Huang Peter's health.
"I told you it's an old problem, where would I even find a cure for it? The old TCM practitioner my friend introduced said my condition is very tricky and Western medicine can't help. To cure it completely, one needs to find an extremely skilled Chinese medicine doctor. But finding a good TCM doctor nowadays is too difficult, and I've lost hope for it."
Huang Peter waved his hand at Shao Junjie, his expression listless.
It was understandable why he felt that way. Nowadays, it was hard enough to find ordinary TCM practitioners, let alone highly skilled ones. And Huang Peter, being a foreigner, had no idea where to look.
"Brother Huang! Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence, but I actually know a very skilled Chinese medicine doctor. I'll bring you to see him sometime."
Hearing Huang Peter mention TCM, a person immediately came to Shao Junjie's mind.
He then said excitedly to Huang Peter.
Seeing Shao Junjie's earnestness, Huang Peter didn't have the heart to discourage him and simply nodded, saying he'd find time to go see the doctor someday.