The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Zhao Yu and the others started to get busy in their respective offices, while Yang Dongxu picked up another document and read it. This document contains statistics on his house in Yanjing, and he hasn't had a detailed understanding of how many houses he owns in Yanjing for a long time.

Yanjing has developed rapidly in recent years, and half of the houses Yang Dongxu bought are concentrated in some old urban areas, which belong to demolition and reconstruction places.

Therefore, the number of properties under his name has been changing over the years. Some of them were compensated during the demolition, and he basically would not want a house with all the compensation. Some were purchased with preferential policies during demolition.

In short, when an old house is demolished, there will be at least two or three more houses under his name. In this way, the house under his name seems to be able to reproduce. Obviously, he hasn't bought a big house for many years, but the real estate under his name is getting more and more.

"Chairman, this is your arrangement for this afternoon. The meeting just now was delayed for ten minutes, so an arrangement has been temporarily rejected. Now you are going to the Chengnan Seafood Market, and the person in charge of the Yang Family Banquet has already left. "I just picked up the file and looked at it. Not long after, the assistant walked in with the itinerary in his hand.

Going to the Chengnan Seafood Market was not because Yang Dongxu was planning to start a seafood business, but because he had made an agreement with Zheng Tianhe, the seafood boss he met at the Shanghai International Trade Fair.

After the international trade meeting ended, he went abroad, so the previously agreed things were postponed again and again. Afterwards, since they couldn't come back, they could only signal the people at the Yang Family Banquet to take the initiative to contact Zheng Tianhe, and a cooperation was reached.

For Zheng Tianhe, Yang Dongxu feels that he can be friends, and it is also good for him to expand his contacts in other circles.

So this time Zheng Tianhe Seafood Company has a new batch of high-end seafood. Yang Jiayan plans to make a signature dish with the help of this piece of high-end seafood. If the response is good, they plan to add this deal to the previous cooperation.

It just so happened that he was also in Yanjing. The Yang Family Banquet was going to see the high-end and poor quality. Zheng Tianhe also invited him to his seafood company as a guest, so he told his assistant to arrange the itinerary for today.

"Let's prepare the car below." Yang Dongxu closed the file, put it in his hand instead of putting it on the table, and was about to throw it in the car and go back to read it at night.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Du Fei pushed the door and walked in, almost missing him.

"Your phone number, a classmate named Zhang Jing, seems to be in an emergency at the hospital." Du Fei didn't wait for Yang Dongxu to speak, and handed over the phone that was still in the talking state.

Yang Dongxu now has three external calls, one is placed in the company, that is, his assistant or secretary took it when he started working, and this is an open call.

Du Fei carried another phone with him. This was the number Yang Dongxu had used before. Although it was a private phone number, many people knew about it because he had been using it all the time. So I left it to Du Fei to hold it. If someone is not important, just block it back. He won't answer the phone.

The last call was the mobile phone on his body, a number that he hadn't used for a long time. This is a completely private phone number. Basically, Lai Tianqing and Bai Qian, as well as their own family members, use this number to contact each other.

"Zhang Jing?" Yang Dongxu froze for a moment, and then this name combined with a woman full of bookish temperament that slowly emerged in his mind.

He reached out to take the phone: "Hi, hello old classmate, long time no see, why did you remember to call me?"

Zhang Jing is none other than his classmate in college, but he can't be counted as a classmate, to be precise, he is an alumni. Because when Yang Dongxu was in college, there were very few girls in that wonderful major.

So he and Zhang Jing are not in the same class, but because the two dormitories became friends after the fellowship, and the relationship between the two became closer when the teaching support office was established later, so it is no problem to say that they are old classmates.

"Dongxu, can you help me? Help my dad" Zhang Jing's voice came from the phone, full of helpless crying.

"What happened, which hospital are you in? I'll go there now." Yang Dongxu hurried out.

"My dad. My dad woo." Zhang Jing's voice became more and more choked, and there seemed to be a nurse telling her not to be too emotional to cause her body to shake, and there were some noisy voices.

"Don't cry, don't cry, first tell me which hospital you are in?" Yang Dongxu kept accelerating, and the assistant behind him had to trot to keep up.

"Second. On the side of the Second People's Hospital"

"Wait for me, don't hang up." Before Yang Dongxu finished speaking, he heard a burst of noise on the phone, and then there was a blind tone. When I called back, I couldn't get through, and when I came to the elevator entrance, I kept pressing the elevator anxiously and frowned.

He handed the mobile phone to Du Fei, took out his mobile phone in his pocket and called Qian Liang.

"Hello, Young Master Yang."

"Qian Liang, do you know anyone at the People's Hospital? I have a friend who has an accident there and now I can't get through the phone. Help me find someone to find out what's going on. This side is rushing there." After Qian Liang finished speaking, Yang Dongxu asked.

"People's Hospital, that People's Hospital?" Qian Liang was taken aback for a moment.

"Yes, yes, the Second People's Hospital." Hearing the last noise on the mobile phone, Zhang Jing's call suddenly failed, and he was also a little confused.

"I don't know anyone at the Second People's Hospital. I know someone at the military hospital. But don't worry, Lan Lan seems to have something to do with her there. I'll call her for you."

"Please hurry up. His name is Zhang Jing. My former classmate is not from Yanjing. After asking, let friend Lan Lan go over to see what happened. It will take about half an hour for me to arrive here." Yang Dongxu said hurriedly.

"I'll ask now, calm down, since you're in the hospital, you should be fine." Qian Liang comforted him, stopped talking nonsense and quickly hung up the phone to contact Lan Lan.

A few minutes later, just as he got off the elevator and arrived at the entrance of the company, before he even said to drive, Lan Lan called, and Du Fei handed him the phone.

"My father has a friend who is the director of the Second People's Hospital. I have already called him to help. He is already looking for patient information, and there will be news soon." Lan Lan said on the phone.

"Thank you, let me know if you have any news." Yang Dongxu thanked, and took deep breaths to calm himself down.

As Qian Liang said, since people are in the hospital, nothing serious should happen.

After getting in the car, he kept urging the driver to hurry up, and about ten minutes later, Lan Lan called.

As soon as the call was connected, Lan Lan said directly: "Your friend has been found. He is in ward 803 of the hospital. He was hospitalized because of a car accident. Just now, the family members of the perpetrator rushed into her ward. There was a dispute for some reason. Her phone was broken. Now Uncle Li said that the hospital security is already there, and he is going there too, so don't worry."

"Are you alright?" Hearing that Zhang Jing had a car accident, and the family members of the perpetrator rushed into the ward, Yang Dongxu frowned and his face became a little gloomy.

"It's okay, it's okay, the security guards have separated the people in the ward, and the doctor checked your friend. It's just that the wound was involved in the conflict, but it's okay. Uncle Li has asked them to protect the patient's safety and everything will be fine. " Lan Lan said.

"That's good, thank you. When you are free, I will treat you to dinner." Yang Dongxu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was fine.

"You're welcome, it's just a small matter. I'll hang up the phone first, and I've already said hello to Uncle Li. If you have anything to do in the hospital, just call him."

"I see, thank you."

After hanging up Lan Lan's phone, Yang Dongxu asked the driver, "Can you hurry up?"

"I'm already the happiest boss. There are already a lot of cars on this road. We almost ran into him when we ran the red light just now." The driver said helplessly.

"Try to be safe, let's not bring danger to others if we are in a hurry." Yang Dongxu comforted him, and then he still couldn't help but patted the car in the gap of the rear seat looking at the car ahead.

After arriving at the hospital in more than 20 minutes, Yang Dongxu hurried into the hospital and asked at the front desk where the 803 ward was. Seeing the slow elevator, he climbed directly to the eighth floor from the stairs.

When he went up to the 8th floor, he saw a lot of people around a ward, so he ran over directly. As soon as I got to the door, I heard the clamor inside through the crowd.

"Let me tell you, if you don't sign this letter today, you don't want to stay in the hospital and get out of here."

Yang Dongxu quickly blocked the people at the door of the ward and squeezed in.

"Who are you, why are you squeezing?" The person who was pulled away was very dissatisfied and stretched out his hand to grab it, but was pulled aside by Du Fei and the driver who followed behind.

In the ward, there was a sound of wearing white clothes and the nurse stood in the room again, and there were a few security guards standing in front of them, hiding the bed behind them.

On the other side, a middle-aged woman with heavy make-up pointed at Zhang Jing on the hospital bed and yelled. Beside him stood a few men who didn't look like good people and confronted the hospital security.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, this is a hospital, what right do you have to drive the patients out of the hospital, let me out?" A gray-haired and thin doctor trembled angrily.

"What kind of onion are you, you old bastard, how dare you talk to me like this? Believe it or not, I will ask the hospital to expel you immediately?" The clamoring woman not only did not restrain herself, but even more frantically pointed at the talking doctor's nose and spit.

"What are you talking about? This is our dean. Get out of the ward quickly. There are other security guards, are they all dead? Why haven't they come here yet?" A slightly chunky doctor stepped forward and pulled the dean behind him .

But facing the few strong men who were obviously not good people standing next to the woman, I couldn't help but feel a little scared in my heart. He signaled the security guard in the ward to continue calling people.

"Dean? The dean is amazing?" Hearing that the person being scolded by her pointed at her nose turned out to be the director of the hospital, the woman's arrogance paused, obviously the IQ in her mind was still online.