Inside the General Manager's office at Han's Pharmaceutical Factory.
"Bang!"
Han Kang slammed a document onto the desk in anger, pointing at Manager Fu opposite him and unleashing a torrent of abuse.
"Fu Chuanxiao! You son of a bitch! I trusted you so much, and you've screwed me over like this!"
Facing Han Kang's fury, Manager Fu didn't get angry. Instead, a smug smile spread across his face.
"General Manager Han, why the outburst? I was just like you, caught off guard for a moment!"
"Clang!"
Han Kang was so enraged his lungs felt like they would explode. He grabbed a pen holder and hurled it, but Manager Fu dodged it.
"Caught off guard? A two-billion order, two billion! How could you be caught off guard with such a sum? You're colluding with the Gou family to set a trap for me!"
With the scheme exposed, Manager Fu seemed more at ease and said with schadenfreude.
"There's nothing I can do, General Manager Han! Young Master Gou is so generous; I truly couldn't resist the temptation! You have to understand!"
"Understand your sister!"
Hearing this, Han Kang's anger intensified, his molars grinding together with a "crunch." He wished he could spit fire from his eyes and incinerate the ungrateful wretch before him.
But the deed was done. The contract clearly bore his name, Han Kang, and all responsibility would fall upon him and the entire Han's Pharmaceutical Factory.
The thought made him even more furious.
To prevent himself from doing anything more drastic, he could only curse and hurl everything he could reach on his desk at Manager Fu.
"Get out, get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"
Manager Fu had no choice but to flee.
After venting his rage, Han Kang felt a wave of dizziness. He stumbled and collapsed onto his office chair, his eyes vacant as he stared at the ceiling, muttering.
"Two billion..."
Han Kang knew that the entire Han family, including all assets of Han's Pharmaceutical Factory, was worth little more than a hundred million. They had no capacity to bear the compensation of two hundred million.
But if they didn't pay, Han Kang, as the signatory of the contract, would be imprisoned for commercial fraud.
The most critical point was that even then, the problem wouldn't be solved.
All the Han family's assets, including the legal representative of Han's Pharmaceutical Factory, were registered under Han Zhongyi's name!
This meant that even if Han Kang took all the blame and bore all legal responsibility, Han Zhongyi and Han's Pharmaceutical Factory would still have to compensate for the debt.
The final outcome would be losing the wife and the soldiers.
Han Kang would still be imprisoned, and the Han family would still go bankrupt.
This was the problem that troubled him the most.
After much thought, with no solution found,
He numbly took out his phone, found Han Zhongyi's number in his contacts, and dialed.
"Hello, Kang'er, what's wrong?"
Hearing Han Zhongyi's concerned voice, Han Kang finally broke down and cried with self-reproach.
"Dad~"
Meanwhile, Han Lang, unaware of the situation, was seeing patients at the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion as usual when his phone rang.
"Lang'er..."
After listening to Han Zhongyi's account, Han Lang's expression instantly turned grave. Luo Jiaying and Wang Fang, who had been smiling beside him, suddenly felt a chill.
"What happened? Brother Han Lang!"
"The Gou family colluded with the factory manager, setting a trap for Han Kang to sign a sky-high order. Now the factory faces 200 million in compensation!"
"Two hundred million?"
Wang Fang and Ma Long's mouths gaped in astonishment. They had never seen so much money in their lives. Only Luo Jiaying asked with concern.
"How is Brother Han Kang? He didn't do anything rash, did he?"
"No! My parents are at the factory. We should hurry over and check on them too!"
The situation was urgent, and Han Lang didn't dare to delay. He stood up immediately. Wang Fang quickly grabbed her jacket and urged him on.
"Yes, yes, Little Divine Doctor. I know the operating situation of the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion best. I'll go with you!"
"I'll go too!" Ma Long blurted out, unable to contain himself. But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw everyone looking at him with surprise. He quickly explained.
"Well... what if someone needs to run errands or something?"
Han Lang didn't dwell on it. He asked someone to inform the on-duty doctor in the inpatient department to cover for him and then hurried out.
Soon, the group arrived at Han Kang's office.
The office was already in disarray, with scattered documents everywhere, making it evident how distraught Han Kang had been at the time.
Han Zhongyi and Su Su, with furrowed brows, looked at the slumped Han Kang in his swivel chair, his eyes red with distress.
Han Lang briefly introduced Wang Fang and Ma Long to Han Zhongyi and Su Su, then eagerly inquired about the situation.
After Han Zhongyi recounted everything, everyone fell into silence.
"I can't believe there are such heartless wretches in this world! Uncle and Aunt, tell me where he is, and I'll go cripple him right now!"
Ma Long, who hated evil, was uncontrollably furious upon hearing that Manager Fu had betrayed Han Kang's kindness.
"Ma Long! What are you talking about? You're a soldier, and this is a society of law! Don't cause trouble here."
Wang Fang shot Ma Long a glare. Realizing his words were too extreme, Ma Long immediately offered an apology.
The atmosphere was extremely heavy!
Luo Jiaying looked at her worried aunt and uncle, then at the dejected Han Kang. She stepped forward, took Su Su's hand, and said.
"Uncle Han, Aunt Su, I still have thirty million left by my parents. If you need it, please take it first!"
Su Su was moved to tears by her words.
Having no daughters, she had always doted on the well-behaved and quiet Luo Jiaying. Moreover, Luo Jiaying was the daughter of her best friend. After her friend and her husband passed away, she had already considered Luo Jiaying her own daughter in her heart.
"Good child, thank you! But this is my family's business. Your money is ultimately the last inheritance your parents left you. How can we..."
Before Su Su could finish, Luo Jiaying quickly interrupted.
"It's okay, Aunt Su. If this money can help you through this crisis, I believe my mother would be extremely pleased."
Wang Fang, hearing this, quickly added, "Yes, Auntie, it's not the time to be distant. Most importantly, we need to work together to overcome this difficulty! The Heavenly Doctor Pavilion can also contribute about ten million. If we sell the venue, we can raise about twenty million in total."
"I..." Ma Long, also moved, wanted to do his part, but being penniless, he could only hesitate.
"Forget it!"
Just as everyone was starting to get motivated, Han Kang, with vacant eyes, spoke.
"Stop trying! Even with your fifty million, it's not enough for compensation. We have no other way to raise the remaining fifty million. Moreover, even if we do, with so many of us, how will we live in the days to come? Will we beg on the streets with our families?"
Han Kang's negativity made Luo Jiaying, Su Su, and the others shudder. They couldn't imagine such a life. Only Wang Fang and Ma Long, who had experienced the lowest points, objected.
"Second Young Master, what you're saying is wrong. Money is just an external possession. Wealth can be earned back after it's spent. You shouldn't give up on yourself like this!"
"Yes, I was a scruffy beggar for five years, and now I've regained my confidence in life! As long as we're alive, there's always a chance to rise again!"
Wang Fang and Ma Long's encouragement seemed to slightly lift Han Kang's spirits. But when he turned his head and saw the worried Han Lang, his mood plummeted again.