C111 – Confession!
Moreover, it was clear to everyone who Mr. Su was.
People were undoubtedly showering Mr. Su with gifts, yet he never had to reciprocate.
In Mr. Su’s philosophy, whatever he received was a symbol of a profound bond between him and the giver.
He was confident that President Chen would be delighted with anything from Su Ming, regardless of what it was.
Above all, showing up at the hospital with just a bottle of ink for President Chen would be inappropriate.
Wouldn’t that reflect poorly on Mr. Su?
“Mr. Su holds a lofty position. He tends to act on impulse, but we must deliberate carefully before taking any action.”
With that thought, Wang gave a firm nod. He drove directly to a gift shop near the bank.
Surely, there would be a gift shop close to the hospital.
He purchased so exceptionally pricey health supplents. Despite the cost, he believed it was money well spent.
At that mont, President Chen was resting in a private ward.
The room was a secluded single, complete with a bathroom, TV, and dedicated dical staff.
The setting was comfortable, though President Chen looked quite unwell.
He was suffering from a severe cold and fever, appearing frail and weak in his bed.
His wife had just left to prepare a al at ho.
Upon seeing Wang, President Chen made an effort to sit up.
“You’re back! Did Mr. Su return today? Listen, you must take your responsibilities towards Mr. Su seriously. In his absence, your diligence is even more crucial. You’re the one I count on most among our younger staff. Handle this well, and I’ll promote you imdiately.”
President Chen was quick to instruct Wang upon his arrival.
He would have preferred to handle these matters personally, but illness had sidelined him.
Most importantly, he couldn’t rest easy unless he took care of things himself.
Wang approached briskly, grinning. “President Chen, rest assured, I’ve got this. Mr. Su returned today and was extrely pleased with my work, as well as with our bank.”
President Chen’s spirits lifted at the news.
“Wang, I’ve said it before – you don’t need to buy anything. Just focus on the tasks I’ve assigned you. Your salary isn’t substantial, and these supplents must have set you back quite a bit. Please, return them as soon as you can.”
President Chen truly didn’t mind.
Wang, now just an employee, was making only a few thousand yuan a month. There was no reason for him to blow half his paycheck on nutritional supplents.
After all, President Chen wouldn’t touch those things.
For Wang, stashing away savings for a house trumped everything else. His dedication to Mr. Su’s work was what really mattered.
“President Chen, I’m going to be honest with you, and I hope you won’t take offense. I just can’t justify spending so much on fancy supplents for you.”
Wang spoke his mind.
Yet, President Chen wasn’t upset by his candor.
He appreciated Wang’s frankness.
“These aren’t from . Mr. Su sent them for you.”
“What?”
President Chen bolted upright.
In his haste, the needle in his wrist jabbed deeper into his skin.
“Ouch! Nurse, the needle!”
A nurse hurried over, removed the needle, and after repositioning it, President Chen finally relaxed.
“Quick, put Mr. Su’s gifts right here!”
Without a second thought, President Chen swept the tabletop’s contents onto the floor.
He then gingerly arranged each item from Mr. Su with his left hand.
Wang watched the spectacle, barely containing his amusent. The items he had picked out were quite run-of-the-mill.
But President Chen was an ardent fan of Su Ming!
Even a ginseng worth tens of thousands of yuan was relegated to a corner, treated like garbage without a second glance.
Yet, the items from Mr. Su were cherished, placed carefully by his side as if they were treasures. The priciest among them was rely a box of sea cucumbers.
President Chen was ecstatic.
“This bird’s nest is brain food, it’s good for circulation and resolving bruises. Mr. Su has thought of everything. He knows I’m getting on in years and that a cold could impact my brain, so he’s advised to rest. I’m deeply moved.”
“Milk powder? That’s so like Mr. Su. He’s aware that I’m aging and my health isn’t what it used to be, so he suggests I drink more milk. Mr. Su has my well-being in mind.”
“Sea cucumber! How did Mr. Su know I love sea cucumber?”
Even in Su Ming’s absence, President Chen couldn’t stop singing his praises.
Wang stood there, montarily taken aback.
If his eyes didn’t deceive him, nestled among the items in the corner was a pile of Top Grade blood swallows.
A single box of these blood swallows could fetch upwards of a hundred thousand.
Yet the box Wang had purchased was valued at rely a few thousand yuan.
Additionally, the can of milk powder was nothing more than your run-of-the-mill variety.
President Chen, however, was deeply moved by the gesture.
Wang was well aware that President Chen had a strong aversion to sea cucumbers.
Despite this, the corner was adorned with an array of premium sea cucumbers.
Because President Chen believed these gifts were from Mr. Su, he held them in high esteem.
Truth be told, the items arrayed in the corner were of even greater value.
The fact that they were procured by Mr. Su transford them into invaluable treasures.
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