Ling Jue sat on the bench. It would take a long time for Ling Zhensheng to talk to the doctor. She could wait for Gu Ziming to come back.
Sure enough, Gu Ziming came back in less than ten minutes. He was holding something in his hand with a happy expression on his face.
"Boss, Lord Jue, this is for you." Gu Ziming handed over the thing in his hand.
Ling Jue took it and glanced at it indifferently.
Gu Ziming handed the card to her with an inexplicable expression. "It cost a total of five thousand yuan."
"Okay." Ling Jue nodded lightly. As expected, this guy was still useful.
"Take the card. Go and find me a basement laboratory. It's best if it has a big warehouse. Deduct the amount from the card."
"How big is it?"
"Just find a floor with four or five floors. There's a basement and a warehouse."
"..." Gu Ziming stared at him with his mouth agape. He was completely shocked.
"Is there a problem?" Ling Jue's eyes darkened as she turned to look at him.
"Are you opening a shop?"
"Yes."
"What are you planning to do?"
"I haven't thought about it."
"... !!" Gu Ziming stared at him in shock. Could it be that he could not figure out the thoughts of the rich second generation? Was this money a joke?
He looked at him with a dry smile. "This... Lord Jue, do you know how much it would cost to rent the floor you described?"
"I don't know." Ling Jue stood up and glanced at him indifferently, "Go do it. Give me a call when you find it... No, I don't have a cell phone."
Ling Jue frowned. "I'll transfer the money into my card tomorrow. It'll be enough for you to rent a floor. No, buy the floor that you like. Find a place in the center. It'll be more lively."
"You..." Gu Ziming suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. "You gave me so much money. Aren't you afraid that I'll run away with it?"
"Will you?" Ling Jue smiled faintly and turned to look at him. "I know your personality. Actually, you just lack a stage for development. I'll give you a chance to show yourself. Don't let me down."
"Lord Jue!" Gu Ziming's eyes lit up when he thought about how his efforts over the years had been fruitless.
"Work hard. I'll give you the money." Ling Jue smiled faintly and walked out slowly, disappearing from Gu Ziming's sight.
Gu Ziming clenched his fists tightly. He would definitely not let Lord Jue down.
Actually, when he thought about it, he really did not seem to have done anything with his full strength.
This time, he was willing to give him a stage. He had to prove himself.
...
"Lord Jue, you're so great. That kid is actually quite powerful. He just lacks a chance to develop. You really have sharp eyes."
"Yeah, I think so too."
"Ah, actually, to tell you the truth, Lord Jue, you're just too lazy, aren't you? Thinking about having someone to do things for you, you don't have to do a lot of things yourself."
"Tang Yuan, it's time for you to take a shower."
"..." Why do I always get bullied when I tell the truth?
Ling Jue looked ahead with a faint smile. In fact, she knew that Gu Ziming was quite powerful. He had done so many jobs on his own.
It seemed like she had really gotten herself a capable assistant.
She slowly walked to the parking spot by the roadside and sat in the car that she came from. The driver was smoking. When he saw her come in, he quickly put out his cigarette.
A moment later, Ling Zhensheng walked out of the hospital. His face was pale, and he looked like he had lost his mind.
Ling Jue pursed her lips, but she did not say a word.
"Let's go back." Ling Zhensheng looked like he had aged more than ten years. He sat in the passenger seat and lit up his cigarette. He took a puff and thought of something, then quickly put it out.