A Zhong paced the corridor for a long time.
Only after Zhou Jinxiu left the ward did he enter to find Jiang Nan Fang with the bill.
He couldn't bring himself to say it.
For the president of a listed company to send his ex-wife to the hospital and then ask for medical fees...
But what could he do? He had spent over ten thousand yuan in one night.
It was nothing to Zhan Bei Jue, but for someone like A Zhong, who handed over every penny of his salary to his girlfriend, it was a huge sum.
Alas, he was willing but unable, unable to help Jiang Nan Fang.
"Engineer Jiang, President Zhan paid your medical fees last night. Here is the bill, please take a look."
Jiang Nan Fang took the bill and glanced at it.
Zhan Bei Jue was quite willing to spend money, spending over ten thousand yuan on her in one night.
She felt that Zhan Bei Jue had done a good job, but she didn't admit it verbally.
"I work for Zhan's company, so it's only right for him to send me to the hospital. Why are you showing me the bill? And asking me to reimburse him?"
Her words hit home.
As soon as Jiang Nan Fang finished speaking, A Zhong's face instantly turned red.
It was meant to be a joke, but after she said it, seeing A Zhong's expression.
Jiang Nan Fang couldn't smile.
"...No way, I actually guessed right? He asked you to come to me for the medical fees?"
That scoundrel.
She had worked hard to solve such a big problem for him, and if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have gotten sick, and yet...
"Since he's so short of money for his coffin, I'll give it to him. And to make it a round number, the extra will be for his funeral."
Jiang Nan Fang gritted her teeth and transferred twenty thousand yuan to A Zhong.
On the Zhou family's side, after listening to Zhou Jinbei's explanation, Zhou Jinxiu became even more depressed.
"The person you drugged that night was actually her and Zhan Bei Jue? Why didn't you say so earlier!"
Zhou Jinbei: "You didn't ask, why would I say it for no reason?"
"I think even if that didn't happen, her relationship with my second brother isn't ordinary. Didn't you see how my second brother looked at her... They even went to Disneyland together recently. I saw them on someone else's account."
He had suspected for a long time that their relationship was more than just a simple superior-subordinate one, but he hadn't expected it to be a romantic relationship.
Jiang Nan Fang was carrying Zhan Bei Jue's child, this...
The dignified Zhan Bei Jue, who presented himself as a loving father and an elite figure in front of everyone, turned out to be a scoundrel who denied responsibility after sleeping with a woman!
And he even forced her to leave! He had finally seen through him.
At this moment, Zhou Jinxiu only regretted his own incompetence, unable to contend with him.
Otherwise, he would definitely teach this scumbag a lesson for Jiang Nan Fang!
"Get lost, get lost, go play by yourself, don't talk to me. You're annoying."
Zhou Jinxiu pushed his sister away, feeling restless, and went downstairs again.
Although his friends were unreliable, they were the only ones he could turn to when he was upset.
Zhou Jinxiu invited people to a club, where they ate, drank, and had fun. As night fell, they moved to a bar to drown their sorrows.
After Jiang Nan Fang completed the transfer, A Zhong immediately took a screenshot and sent it to Zhan Bei Jue.
"President Zhan, the medical fees have been collected. Please take a look."
Looking at the screenshot he sent, Zhan Bei Jue could guess that Jiang Nan Fang was angry just by thinking about it.
Did she transfer extra money to humiliate him? Hmph!
Logically speaking, in this round of competition, Zhan Bei Jue had won in his career and money, a complete victory.
But at this moment, he felt no sense of accomplishment.
Sitting alone in the vast office, he felt increasingly annoyed.
He hadn't seen Lu Mingzhe for a long time, so he sent him a message to meet up.
However, Lu Mingzhe wasn't as free as him.
"I'm busy now, my schedule is packed this afternoon. Let's go to a bar together tonight. I haven't relaxed for a long time either."
Thus, at the end of work, Zhan Bei Jue drove to the bar.
Still in the VIP booth upstairs, the Lu brothers and Zhan Bei Jue sat opposite each other.
Seeing that Zhan Bei Jue was alone today and his aura was particularly gloomy, Lu Mingzhe joked with him.
"Didn't you get back together with that person? Why didn't you bring her today? Your expression is off. Did you have a fight with someone?"
Zhan Bei Jue shot him a sideways glance.
"Mind your own business. Your mouth is itching, isn't it? Your gossip addiction is acting up again?"
"I'm just concerned about you! Besides you, have I ever been so gossipy with anyone else? Others have to beg me and pay me for my time to hear their privacy."
"Then should I thank you?"
Zhan Bei Jue handed him a wine glass with a cold expression.
Lu Mingzhe refilled it for him: "I wouldn't dare. I wouldn't dare to take money from anyone, let alone from you, President Zhan."
"Tell me. What's wrong? Why did you ask me out today?"
Zhan Bei Jue didn't like to share his private matters with others, and he was about to say a few perfunctory words to brush it off.
His gaze suddenly swept downstairs, to Zhou Jinxiu, who was sitting in the center of the sofa area, in the main seat.
He didn't know how long he had been there, but he was completely out of control.
The buttons of his shirt were undone except for one, he held a cigarette in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, with two beauties tucked under his armpits.
A group of people around him were cheering him on, a lively scene.
Didn't his father lock him up? How was he released so quickly?
Zhan Bei Jue frowned and thought.
Jiang Nan Fang had just had surgery for him and was still lying in the hospital. Instead of accompanying his girlfriend, he was drinking here.
What kind of scum was he, that Jiang Nan Fang was so blind to fall for him.
He tilted his chin towards downstairs and asked Lu Qingxu.
"When did he get here?"
Zhou Jinxiu's seat was too conspicuous, directly facing them.
Lu Qingxu knew Zhan Bei Jue was talking about him.
"He's been here for a while. It's said to be his second round. My buddy is drinking a bit too much today."
"Has he been coming every day recently?"
"Not really. He hasn't been here for several days. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just don't like looking at him." Zhan Bei Jue withdrew his gaze.
"Since he loves drinking so much and has so much money, sell him more alcohol. No discounts allowed, let Young Master Zhou take good care of our business."
Lu Qingxu immediately smiled: "Hey, you're such a good brother..."
Zhan Bei Jue looked at him. Seeing his unfriendly expression, he quickly changed his tune.
"You are a good brother. Someone should teach him a lesson. I'll go and personally deliver two boxes of wine to him."
Zhan Bei Jue watched as Lu Qingxu personally went downstairs.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and Zhou Jinxiu's gaze shifted over.
Seeing Zhan Bei Jue looking at him with a detached expression, Zhou Jinxiu, who already hated him to the core, was emboldened by the alcohol.
A surge of heat rushed through him, he pushed away the girl next to him, suddenly grabbed the wine bottle, and stood up.
"It's been a long time since I've seen my second brother. If we meet, shouldn't we toast a couple of glasses! Let me go up and say a few words to him!"
He was so drunk he couldn't stand steadily, and his tongue was thick.
Lu Qingxu helped him upstairs.
He didn't expect this scoundrel to dare to come in front of him.
Zhan Bei Jue looked at him with his legs crossed, and he walked step by step towards him.
"Second brother, long time no see."
Do you think I'm happy to meet someone like you, a scumbag?
Zhan Bei Jue looked at him expressionlessly, not moving at all.
Those who knew them would think they were cousins, but those who didn't would think they were strangers, and Zhan Bei Jue looked down on him so much.
Zhou Jinxiu hated seeing him like this the most.
Always looking down from above, and aloof to everyone.
So what if his family had a bit of money, what was there to be so arrogant about!
"Why aren't you talking? Are you deaf or mute? I'm talking to you!"
Shaking off Lu Qingxu's hand, Zhou Jinxiu suddenly became angry.
He walked to the low table and kicked it with a bang.