The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

Time is like sand between fingers, passing in the blink of an eye.

May 14th.

Lin Ming received a call from Toyota Group Chairman Ueda Dalang.

He said that he would arrive in China tomorrow morning with Japan PMDA Deputy Director Kitahiro Fukazawa.

Ueda Dalang had actually guessed Lin Ming's idea a long time ago.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, the pressure from the Japanese officials and most of the Japanese people forced him to do so!

The reason for calling Lin Ming was to let Lin Ming prepare in advance.

For example...

Hold a press conference!

This time it is not just a "press conference", but a "press conference"!

The two have the same meaning, but the meaning is completely different.

The press conference is only about Lin Ming himself.

The press conference, however, is related to the entire Chinese people.

At least, it is also related to those Toyota fans!

Without saying a word, Lin Ming immediately put aside all the things in his hands, and then brought a few bottles of good wine and a few dishes to Zhou Wennian's house.

Just like the past.

Zhou Wennian was still in the yard, admiring the various fragrant flowers, occasionally watering them, looking leisurely and contented.

But I don't know why.

Lin Ming felt that Zhou Wennian's body seemed to be more hunched than before.

No matter how healthy a person is, he can't stand the baptism of time.

"Grandpa." Lin Ming called out.

Zhou Wennian paused slightly and didn't respond.

"Grandpa?" Lin Ming said again.

"I heard it!"

Zhou Wennian finally turned around.

He snorted unhappily: "No wonder the magpies on the branches landed on the tree outside the yard early this morning. I thought some distinguished guest came, but it turned out to be the boss of Phoenix Group?"

Lin Ming's face twitched.

He couldn't help but mutter: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you so early in the morning... I'm here to see you!"

"Ha! Ha!"

Zhou Wennian said with a fake smile: "I did come. You wouldn't dare to say that if you didn't come, right? You think of the old man when you have something to do, and you ignore him when you don't."

Lin Ming's eyes twitched, and he quickly put on a smile.

Come to think of it.

Zhou Wennian is really good to me, and he has called me a few times occasionally.

But when I have nothing to do, I usually don't go to the door of the Zhou family.

How can the old man not complain?

This is it.

It's been nearly a month since the last time I came here.

Just like Zhou Wennian said.

If it weren't for the press conference, Lin Ming would not have remembered to come to Zhou Wennian today.

"Grandpa, you know that the special cold medicine has been selling so well recently, and the deputy director of the Magnesium Drug Administration has visited again, and there are a series of things happening in other companies... I really can't get away!"

Lin Ming went over to support Zhou Wennian: "Don't blame me, your grandson must be thinking of you."

"You?"

Zhou Wennian snorted: "I know you are busy, but are you so busy that you can't even call me? At least open a video call for me to see my mental state, right?"

"You can use a smartphone?" Lin Ming glared.

"I'll beat you up, you bastard!"

Zhou Wennian raised his hand and was about to hit Lin Ming, but Lin Ming quickly jumped aside.

The grandfather and grandson joked a few times, and the complaint was over.

"Come over and sit down!" Zhou Wennian scolded.

Lin Ming sat across the coffee table obediently: "Grandpa, how is your health now? Is there no problem with your stomach?"

"Not bad."

Zhou Wennian nodded and said: "Last time, I listened to your advice and went to the hospital for a physical examination. I was diagnosed with gastritis. Later, the doctor prescribed some medicine. I have been paying attention to my diet. I went for another check-up a few days ago. There is basically no problem."

"Huh..."

Lin Ming took a long breath: "It's good that there is no problem. If there is anything, who can I discuss it with in the future?"

"Do you care a lot?" Zhou Wennian looked at Lin Ming.

"Of course I care. I know how good you are to me. Can I still hope that you will have problems?" Lin Ming said reflexively.

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Zhou Wennian stared at Lin Ming closely: "The doctor told me that if I didn't go for a physical examination in time this time, my stomach would most likely develop into a tumor. When it is caused, it is likely to be gastric cancer."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Ming's breathing suddenly stopped!

He looked at Zhou Wennian, and Zhou Wennian looked at him.

Even though Lin Ming now had a net worth of over 100 billion and had become one of the top business tycoons in Blue Island City.

Even though Zhou Wennian had already retired and was no longer concerned with worldly affairs.

But the twoWhen they looked at each other, Lin Ming still felt a huge pressure coming from Zhou Wennian's hunched body!

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little condensed.

Lin Ming opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Whenever someone asked him why he could predict those things in the future, he would just say a few words without blushing or beating his heart.

But with Zhou Wennian, Lin Ming felt that if he lied, the old man's momentum would be like a mountain, suppressing him directly!

"Is this the absolute momentum of a frontier official?" Lin Ming was secretly shocked.

Zhou Wennian said again: "I clearly remember that you suddenly suggested that I go for a physical examination. I didn't take it seriously, but you forced me to go."

The words were plain, as if they were chatting casually.

But Zhou Wennian's originally turbid eyes turned into a tiger at this moment, as if he wanted to devour Lin Ming.

"There's nothing wrong with a physical examination, especially at your age."

Lin Ming held it in for a long time before finally saying this.

Zhou Wennian was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Lin Ming, there are many extraordinary people in this world. Although I'm in politics, I don't oppose the existence of metaphysics."

"Whether it's the chemical plant or my body, it shows that you are very different from ordinary people."

"I won't ask what's different, but I just want to know..."

"If I don't go for a physical examination and don't find out my condition in advance, will I get stomach cancer in the future?"

Lin Ming hesitated for a long time, and finally took a deep breath.

"Yes!"

As soon as this decisive word came out, Zhou Wennian's old body trembled violently.

Stomach cancer!

Perhaps for those strong young people, even if they really get stomach cancer, there is a chance of cure.

But at his age, if he gets stomach cancer, I'm afraid he won't live long!

"You saved me again." Zhou Wennian said silently.

"Grandpa, we don't need to talk about this, right?"

Lin Ming pointed to the white wine he brought: "Being healthy is a blessing. I took some time out today to have a few drinks with you."

"Hahaha, good!"

Zhou Wennian laughed wantonly: "If you didn't remind me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to keep this last bit of my hobby!"