Chapter 868: Chapter 868: If You Don’t Have the Surna Qiao, What Could It Be? Chapter 868: Chapter 868: If You Don’t Have the Surna Qiao, What Could It Be? “What are you talking about? What do you an, I’ve set my sights on this hospital?”
“The hospital is yours, and you are my daughter, so isn’t the hospital mine too? We don’t need to make such a clear distinction between us as father and daughter, do we?”
“Of course, it would be even better if you could help start another hospital like this one. We could build a noble dical system together and completely crush the other private hospitals!”
Qiao Haidong beca so spirited that he even forgot the nausea and urge to vomit; he bore the look of one who wanted to be a hospital leader, “I think the na Shensong Hospital is not very nice. What do you think about changing it to Qiao’s Hospital? Like Lan’s Hospital, they use their family na, which really instills a sense of family honor.”
Qiao Yin stared at Qiao Haidong and coldly laughed, “Qiao Haidong, you’re quite the scher, aren’t you? Trying to take the hospital for yourself and turn it into the Qiao Family’s asset while excluding Director Song and ? Do you think everyone else is an idiot? You’ve contributed nothing, yet you want to snatch the fruits of other people’s labor?”
“Don’t talk like that. Where do you get the idea that I want to take the hospital for myself? I’m just thinking about how you have another dical clinic to worry about, and I’m afraid you might be too busy, so I just wanted to help you,” he said in an ostensibly noble tone.
“Besides,” Haidong went on, “Lainan told that you hold the most shares in the hospital and that what’s-his-na Director Song hardly contributed. The hospital’s developnt is all thanks to you, so it’s perfectly reasonable to change it to Qiao’s Hospital! I will not allow others to erase your credit. I believe the hospital must be nad after our surna!”
Qiao Yin was almost provoked into cursing by his hypocrisy, “Na it after my surna? Do I carry the Qiao na? You clearly just want to na the hospital after your own surna!”
Qiao Haidong was displeased, “If not Qiao, what else could your surna be? You take after my na, doesn’t it make no difference whose surna we use for the na of the hospital?”
“My surna is Shen, Qiao Haidong. I was born with my mother’s surna Shen, and it was you, shaless as you are, who forced my mother to change it to yours.”
Qiao Yin never understood why her mother would be manipulated by Qiao Haidong or why her own surna had to be changed to Qiao’s on his insistence.
Only now did she realize that it was because she was not Qiao Haidong’s biological child; after he had begrudgingly accepted her and her mother and was pleased to be called a father, he was never truly happy. He only endured for the sake of the company’s developnt.
He and her mother were never really husband and wife either; he just played the role of a good husband and father when it was necessary.
“Your mother was brainwashed by your grandmother, thinking that a daughter should carry her mother’s surna, which is simply absurd!”
Qiao Haidong clearly harbored resentnt about that past event, “Even if you’re only a daughter, you should carry my surna. It’s only natural to follow your father’s na. I’m not the one who married into the Shen Family, so how could you carry the surna Shen? Wouldn’t that be laughable?”
Qiao Yin’s voice was particularly icy, “You indeed did not marry in, but your actions are not much different from that of a son-in-law. The initial capital for the company was provided by my mother, the initial drug formulae were from my mother, and even the dicinal suppliers were found by my mother. You beca a boss all because of my mom. You’re simply a man who lives off a woman.”
Qiao Haidong could no longer maintain his façade; his face suddenly flushed red and, standing abruptly, he pointed at Qiao Yin’s nose and shouted, “Nonsense! Who are you calling a man who lives off a woman?! I built the company through my own efforts! The company has always been run by , and your mother barely contributed in the later stages!”
“She was killed when I was seven,” Qiao Yin retorted. “This contribution in the later stages you’re talking about, which stages are those?”
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