I am not just a tycoon

Chapter 536: Chapter 354 Shen Yuan, You Big Bad Guy!_2

“Fine!”

Zhong Cheng’s tone suddenly calmed down, “If you’re not gonna apologize, then fine. When your deputy director here gets stripped of his title and has no income source, unable to pay for the car and house loans, you find yourself a job!”

Having said that, Zhong Cheng hung up the phone.

Park Hyatt’s underground parking lot.

Li Fen, hearing the busy tone on the phone, muttered discontentedly, “If you’re gonna apologize, then apologize. Why throw such a tantrum? If you’re so capable, why don’t you try being a shareholder for once!”

Li Fen was on the call with Yang Wenhao right beside her.

Through the general content of Li Fen’s phone call with the deputy director, Yang Wenhao finally realized retrospectively why the deputy director couldn’t even come to his own niece’s wedding and was still in meetings at the hospital so late.

But Li Fen was being foolish, introducing such an important man’s girlfriend to him?

Isn’t that harming me?

Yang Wenhao felt inexplicably anxious inside. Could the conflict involving such a significant man come back to haunt me? They could crush me as if I were an ant.

Having finally worked his way up to attending physician and maintaining good relations with colleagues, will I have to swap hospitals?

A sense of unease filled Yang Wenhao as he looked at Li Fen with increasing dissatisfaction, hastily greeted her, and then drove out of the parking lot.

Big Cousin Qian Jiawei was also present throughout. He stomped his feet in annoyance.

Tonight, to suck up to his aunt, he even subtly disparaged his cousin, only to discover that his cousin turned out to be the biggest figure to lean on?

A major shareholder and vice-chairman of the group—such a background is beyond what any deputy director could compare with.

Let alone the Hemu Hospital in Shanghai, I could easily enter any Hemu Hospital in the country and also gain a powerful backer.

Aunt, aunt, what’s the point of showing off as a deputy director’s wife? Seriously, you’ve dragged me down with you!

Qian Jiawei politely greeted the relatives and then walked to a corner to draft a message to his cousin.

Qian Jiawei: “Bingying, upon reflection, I realize Aunt’s actions were indeed too much. I’ve already spoken up for you just now. Cousin, I was also at fault this evening, Bingying, you must….”

As Qian Jiawei was drafting the message, the relatives’ glances at Li Fen also subtly changed, with less respect and more of a spectator’s attitude.

Look at that, suppressed by Zhong Lan for so many years, and now that she’s finally clawed her way up, she still gets pushed down by her daughter.

So harsh in her words earlier, and she’s been so eager to introduce Bingying to someone.

Now she’s got her comeuppance. Serves her right!

….

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan was sitting in the back of the Maybach, Zhou Peiwei to his left and Luo Bingying to his right. Although spacious, the back seat of the Maybach was still somewhat cramped with three people.

Old Gao was not only good at driving but also had sharp eyes; he could’ve let Luo Bingying sit on the left but instead opened the right car door.

This way, Shen Yuan ended up being “squeezed” between two girls.

Shen Yuan could feel the softness on both shoulders and the faint fragrance from both women.

Luo Bingying had a soft and elegant jasmine scent, which was very comfortable to smell, like the fresh air of an early morning. Dressed in a white long dress, their lower legs occasionally touched.

Luo Bingying’s skin was soft and smooth, and even through his trousers, Shen Yuan could feel the cool touch.

Had it been another time, Luo Bingying might have avoided touching Shen Yuan, but considering what had happened just now, her gaze towards Shen Yuan softened.

Her usual icy exterior was actually a layer of self-defense, yet today, it seemed as if Shen Yuan had gently stripped it away.

Although he had spoken only a few words, Luo Bingying could feel his concern through his tone towards her aunt.

“Shen Yuan, you do have feelings for me, don’t you?”

“But why haven’t you added me on WeChat yet?”

Luo Bingying questioned in her mind.

Shen Yuan wasn’t thinking that much; his right leg was next to Luo Bingying’s, and from time to time, he brushed against Zhou Peiwei’s thigh on his left.

She had a citrus scent mixed with floral notes, reminiscent of the cozy atmosphere of a summer afternoon.

She was wearing an A-line dress, revealing two shapely, fair legs, and the contact made Shen Yuan inwardly regret not wearing casual shorts instead of getting out of the car.

Zhou Peiwei glared at Shen Yuan and pouted, holding up a fist as a warning, but Shen Yuan, thick-skinned as ever, continued as he pleased.

….

Hemu Hospital in Shanghai.

While Shen Yuan was enjoying himself, Zhong Cheng was frantically making phone calls.

“Hello, Zhong Lan, you haven’t gone to bed yet, have you?”

“….”

“No, it’s fine, it’s fine. Bingying came to Jiajia’s wedding today, and a misunderstanding happened with my wife, so I wanted to apologize to Bingying. I don’t have her number; could you send it to me?”

On the other end of the phone, Zhong Lan was taken aback, “Brother, are you joking? Why should an elder like you apologize to a younger one?”

Zhong Cheng explained the situation, and Zhong Lan went silent for a while before asking, “Brother, what did you say the vice-chairman of your group is called?”

“His name is Shen Yuan, why do you ask?”

“It’s nothing, just asking.”

Zhong Lan then said, “I understand, brother. It’s inappropriate for the two of you elders to call her to apologize. I will convey your apologies myself.”

“I’d rather make the call myself.”

In fact, Zhong Cheng didn’t want to apologize to his niece, but to keep his job, he had no choice but to do so.