Ye Junqing feigned ignorance of the ostentation in Mo Yinhe’s tone and hung up the call. He dialed the number of Lun Bobing’s assistant to verify the matter.
The assistant, still unable to calm her excitent, replied eagerly, "Mr. Ye, I’ll have Mr. Lun speak with you directly."
"He can talk now?"
She was eager to boast.
"Yes, he can now."
Soon, Ye Junqing heard a long-missed voice, "Uncle Ye, it’s , Bobing."
Ye Junqing was overjoyed. "Bobing, is it really you speaking?"
"Yes, Uncle Ye, Miss Si cured . She brought a miracle that brightened my gloomy world with hope."
Lun Bobing was once a prestigious young elite, adored and pampered by everyone, getting everything he wished for.
Unfortunately, a sudden illness cast him down from high paradise to the depths of hell.
Only after falling ill did Lun Bobing understand the fickleness of the world.
His fiancée broke up with him for the sake of appearances, spreading rumors about his ssy private life and tendency towards violence...
Thinking of those dark days, Lun Bobing’s expression turned cold.
Actually, could he even refuse to break off the engagent?
His illness ant he couldn’t burden any girl. He had even considered proposing to end the engagent himself. Yet, before he could bring it up, his fiancée used the dia to spread negative rumors about him, plunging him into the pressure of public opinion.
It’s really ridiculous. Can a disease like amyotrophic lateral sclerosis be caused by a ssy private life?
"Good! Good! Good!" Ye Junqing laughed heartily. "I will call your parents right now to tell them the great news."
"Uncle Ye, I want to tell them myself."
"Alright, this good news will be even more aningful coming from you to your parents."
Ye Junqing continued to chat about other matters, then said, "Yinhe suggested you beco the manager of the pharmaceutical factory. That rascal of mine didn’t coerce you, did he? If he pressured you, don’t hesitate to refuse. You have a broader world out there. How could I, your uncle, take advantage of you and keep you confined to this small piece of land?"
Lun Bobing was from the Undersea World, his family owning a large business empire. He had joined Ye Junqing’s side only to hone his own skills.
Lun Bobing indeed made a deal with Mo Yinhe.
Two days ago, Mo Yinhe approached him, saying, "If my woman cures your disease, giving you a new lease on life, but you have to obey her for the rest of your life, submit to her, and be her most loyal subordinate, would you agree?"
At that ti, Lun Bobing agreed, but he didn’t believe anyone in this world could cure him.
Now that Si Mingjing had indeed cured him, he had to keep his promise.
Lun Bobing was a man of his word.
"Uncle Ye, I am willing to be the manager of the pharmaceutical factory. Although I can’t stand up yet and need two or three months of rehabilitation, I am more than capable of handling the manager’s job."
"He really pressured you, didn’t he?"
Ye Junqing knew his son well; he intended to offer Mingjing only the best! If it wasn’t the best, his son wouldn’t consider it worthy.
Lun Bobing was no ordinary talent, a rare business prodigy among the younger generation Ye Junqing had seen. Such a person shouldn’t stoop to managing just a pharmaceutical factory.
Ye Junqing snorted coldly, "Don’t bother with him. Your parents are waiting for you to return and take over the family business!"
"Uncle Ye, I can handle it. The family business is right there, and I can inherit it anyti. Miss Si pulled out of hell, and I am willing to repay her."
Mo Yinhe had said that Miss Si wanted to develop the pharmaceutical industry and needed a capable and well-connected lieutenant to help her.
What Mo Yinhe was asking him to do was definitely not just to be a pharmaceutical factory manager, but to be the overall person in charge of Miss Si’s pharmaceutical ventures on land and sea.
Mo Yinhe had said, "My woman is too precious to be trapped in the mundane and intricate details of running a pharmaceutical company. She’s a strategist who only needs to speak up and co up with ideas. The actual work needs to be handled by a capable executive. Lun Bobing, being chosen as her executive is an honor for you."
Lun Bobing was clearly a strategist himself, but Mo Yinhe wanted him to condescend to beco Si Mingjing’s executive.
Ye Junqing said, "Think it over again."
"Uncle Ye, I’ve thought it through. I believe that Miss Si’s future achievents in dicine will benefit many more people trapped in darkness and despair like . I understand how desperately people plagued by serious diseases long to be given life again. Please appoint as the pharmaceutical factory’s manager," Lun Bobing said.
Ye Junqing couldn’t argue with him. "Alright then. If you ever don’t want to do it anymore, and you want to go back to inherit your family business, just tell . I won’t hold you back."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Ye."
Lun Bobing hung up the phone and had his assistant push him away.
The assistant placed a thin blanket over his knees.
She took care of him with ticulous and patient care.
Lun Bobing saw the excitent on her face and laughed, "You’re so happy that I’m getting better?"
"Of course, Mr. Lun. I never even dread that there would be a day when you could talk and move again. Mr. Lun, congratulations."
A hint of warmth appeared on Lun Bobing’s indifferent face.
Since he fell ill, he had experienced the fickleness of the world. Most of the people who once followed him had disappeared from his world, except for this assistant, who had stayed by his side through thick and thin.
She took ticulous care of him every day, bathed him, and still managed to study part-ti to complete her university studies. It was indeed hard work.
Lun Bobing said, "Xiaomin, thank you. Once I’m fully recovered, you won’t need to take care of every day. Then, it will be my turn to take care of you."
"Ah?" The assistant didn’t catch on.
"What ’ah’?"
Lun Bobing said, "Lower your head."
The assistant, not understanding why, bent over slightly.
Lun Bobing reached out his hand and rested it on her head, gently rubbing it twice, as if he were petting a warm-hearted little pet he had picked up by chance.
The assistant was a senior at Yecheng University and was currently applying for graduate studies at the sa institution.
Worried that he would be ho alone and feel sorry for himself, the assistant took him with her every day to study, pushing him into the library to bask in the sunlight.
She knew how to choose the right spot, positioning him in front of the library’s floor-to-ceiling windows with a romantic view of cherry blossoms outside, which could warm anyone’s heart.
She would bury her head in her books at a table in front of the window. When she got tired of studying, she would occasionally lift her head, check on him, and flash him a warm smile.
That smile was clean, sweet, and as beautiful as the cherry blossoms outside the window.
Lun Bobing said, "Let’s go. You should get to your self-study."
The assistant said, "Mr. Lun, I’m not going to self-study today. I am going to take you to the hospital so the doctor can create a rehabilitation plan for you so you can stand up soon."
"We’re not short on ti. Going to the hospital tomorrow won’t be too late. You’re usually so bold that you dare to push into the library. Are you scared now?"
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