Only then did Tang Yiyi notice Xu Hehe, who was sitting next to Qi Che. He was so angry that he laughed instead. “Qi Che, you're ruthless. I‘ll admit defeat today. Sooner or later though, you'll regret it.”
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Qi Che gestured for Du Jue to drive on. The superior Bentley sped off at lightning speed, leaving behind a trail of exhaust fumes.
The assistant, who was cowering beside Tang Yiyi, pitifully held the phone in his hand. “Young Master Tang, it's a call from Beijing.”
Tang Yiyi snatched the phone up irritably. Before he could place it against his ear, a roar was heard. “Rascal, you better scram back to Beijing immediately. Since you dare to be suspected of drug possession, I've lost all face. Your grandfather will definitely skin you alive.”
The Tang family couldn't afford to lose face like this.
Tang Yiyi closed his eyes, sighing heavily. He finally understood that this was Qi Che's true goal; to send him away.
In the car, Xu Hehe fought against Qi Che's embrace. “What's the matter? Does your heart ache? Do you want to get out of the car?” His voice was as cold as ice.
“You've gone too far!”
“What? Don't tell me you still want to get involved with Tang Yiyi?” The anger in his eyes intensified. In his rage, he spoke without thinking.
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In the driver’s seat, Du Jue was so shocked that he ran seven or eight red lights. In the end, the car stopped in the hospital parking lot in a hurry. He was so embarrassed that he almost rolled and crawled out of the car.
He stood guard about ten meters away from the car, his heart filled with anxiety.
Young Master Tang had always set a good example. Today however, with the president's overbearing and perverted possessiveness, he had almost witnessed a good show. He didn’t dare to wonder how he would be unlucky in the future!
Today was proving to be a complete eye-opener for him. After following the president for so many years, he had always appeared indifferent, even when dealing with Fu Mengyao. In private, many people thought that the president was too cold. They did not expect him to have such a side.
The entrance of the hospital was divided into two rows and filled with people. The hospital's senior leaders, the International Finance Company's senior management, and many media reporters.
The busiest people today were the reporters. Half of them were here, and the other half were still at young master Tang's Pearl on the Water.
However, the Pearl on the Water matter had already come to an end, and the important people here had yet to appear.
Qi Che, the man of the hour, had yet to appear at such an important occasion as the Qi Corporation's merger and acquisition of the First Hospital's contract signing ceremony and press conference.
Hao Lianfei, who had been urgently transferred back from Africa, had rushed straight here as soon as she got off the plane, to deal with all kinds of problems. She had been so busy that her feet hadn’t touched the ground. Finally, when everyone was present except for the president, she had time to stop and think about this crazy merger. The price paid for the First Hospital's Qi group could not be said to be small, but she might’ve been able to understand Qi Che's reason for doing so.
After all, deals involving feelings were rarely logical.
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