Chapter 63 - 63 Was it the Wen family's turn this time?

63 Was it the Wen family’s turn this time?

“Qianqian, why don’t you resign and go work at one of the hospitals under the company?”

Sang Pengcheng was worried that she wouldn’t be able to take the blow and the rumors.

Sang Qianqian wasn’t willing to do so. When she first entered this hospital, she had to go through many trials and tribulations before she could get in.

She really didn’t want to resign and give up her job just over Xie Shi’an. After a while, she managed to convince Sang Pengcheng to let her stay in the hospital.

However, when she reached the office, Director Xue came to look for her.

“Qianqian, there’s a place for you to study at the hospital. You can go to Ming City University Medical School for half a year. Do you want to go?”

Sang Qianqian did want to further her studies, as she could avoid the ‘pitiful’ gazes of her colleagues.

However, she wasn’t willing to go to Ming City.

“Director Xue, let’s find someone else. Didn’t Jinhui always want to go?”

“Qianqian, I actually have another reason for wanting you to go to Ming City.”

Director Xue pulled a chair over and sat down opposite her. “I don’t know why President Shen refused to stay for treatment that day. Vice President Guo has been asking me to go over, but you also know there are dozens of surgeries waiting for me in line. In a few days, there will be a medical charity night event in Yuecheng, and I have to give a speech as the hospital’s representative. Moreover, there will also be an important medical seminar and inspection, all of which have been planned beforehand. There’s no way I can stay in Ming City for three months.”

“But Qianqian, you’re different. You’ll be killing three birds with one stone if you go there. First of all, you can study there and relax. Secondly, when you come back, no one in the hospital will remember what happened between you and Shi’an. Thirdly,”

Director Xue looked at Sang Qianqian earnestly. “You and President Shen used to have a history. That’s the reason why he’s worried. If you can help me treat President Shen, it would be half the work and twice the effect.”

Sang Qianqian was a little speechless. “Director, I don’t know acupuncture.”

She wouldn’t go even if she could. More specifically, she didn’t want to go to Shen Hanyu.

“Acupuncture isn’t complicated; I can teach you if you don’t know. You’re a smart woman, so I’m sure you’ll be able to learn it in one go.”

Director Xue’s eyes were filled with anticipation. “Qianqian, I really hope that you can make this trip.”

Sang Qianqian pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time.

“I’m sorry, Director. You’d better find someone else.”

Director Xue sighed. “That’s fine. If you’re really unwilling, I won’t force you.”

—

The next few days were peaceful.

Wen Xu ended the preparations for the charity night and returned to Ming City. On the other hand, Sang Qianqian went to work as usual.

Then, news about Shen Hanyu appeared on the internet again. It was a headline that shocked the entire nation.

“After five years, Shen Hanyu, President of Phoenix Technology, was assassinated again. The murderer was Han Shangrong’s son, Han Tianyi!”

“Explosive! Han Tianyi was an employee of Zhongwen Film and Television Group!”

“Phoenix’s Vice President Guo Muyang announced the cancellation of all cooperation with Zhongwen Film and Television Group. He said that he would pursue the murderer and Zhongwen’s responsibility over this matter. The group’s stock price plummeted within a short amount of time!”

—

Sang Qianqian’s heart skipped a beat as she immediately dialed Wen Xu’s number.

Wen Xu’s voice had never been so haggard and hoarse before. “Sis, it’s true. Tianyi has been taken away by the police.”

Five years ago, Wen Xu couldn’t bear to see Han Tianyi living on the streets. He brought Han Tianyi back to the Wen family under pressure and begged his father, Wen Gong, to help Han Tianyi.

At that time, Han Tianyi’s situation was really miserable. Wen Gong didn’t agree, but he couldn’t resist his son’s pleading, so he secretly contacted a university abroad for Han Tianyi.

Wen Xu was worried that Shen Hanyu wouldn’t let Han Tianyi go, so he decided to help him to the end. After changing Han Tianyi’s name, Wen Xu sent him abroad to study.

Alas, Han Tianyi’s studies abroad weren’t very good. After he barely graduated and returned to Ming City, he repeatedly hit a wall in his job.

At that time, Wen Xu was already the Vice President of Zhongwen Film and Television Group. Thinking of their old friendship, he secretly arranged for Han Tianyi to work in the group and even gave him a middle-level management position.

Two days ago, Wen Gong had wanted to visit Shen Hanyu to thank him for sponsoring the celebrity charity night with Phoenix, and to discuss further cooperation with him.

To his surprise, Shen Hanyu agreed.

Wen Gong attached great importance to this matter. In order to show his sincerity, he specially instructed his secretary to gather many of the company’s middle and senior backbone members to attend the meeting.

The secretary didn’t know Han Tianyi’s real name and didn’t know that he was Han Shangrong’s son. He had specially called Han Tianyi along because Wen Xu had always taken good care of him.

Shen Hanyu showed up for about ten minutes at the meeting. He sat down for a while to show Wen Gong some respect and then left.

To everyone’s surprise, Han Tianyi suddenly rushed forward and stabbed him.

Fortunately, Shen Hanyu had reacted quickly. The knife had only scratched his arm. Although it wasn’t a serious injury, it was enough to lead to a terrible consequence.

Guo Muyang announced the termination of his contract with Zhongwen Film and Television Group. Not only did Zhongwen lose its biggest advertising client, but they also faced the risk of Phoenix pursuing responsibility.

Wen Gong was furious and scolded Wen Xu for not knowing the severity of the matter and not recognizing people.

Coupled with the huge losses caused by the sudden drop in the stock price, Wen Gong was so angry that he was hospitalized.

Wen Xu hadn’t slept much for the past few days because of the company and Han Tianyi.

Sang Qianqian’s heart ached for him. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“What’s the point of telling you? Why would I make you worry?”

Wen Xu seemed to have grown up a lot after this incident, and his voice also became low.

“If Phoenix really wants to pursue this matter, then Zhongwen…”

Sang Qianqian didn’t dare to say the rest of her sentence. Wen Xu also kept silent and didn’t make a sound.

Sang Qianqian felt her hands and feet turn cold as she recalled that nightmare. First, the Sang family was in trouble, then the Han family went bankrupt. Was it the Wen family’s turn this time?

“Wen Xu, send me Shen Hanyu’s and Guo Muyang’s phone numbers,” Sang Qianqian said.

Wen Xu refused. “I went to Shen Hanyu, but he didn’t even want to see me. You don’t have to worry about this matter.”

“But I saved him before. Maybe he’ll help me.” Sang Qianqian consoled Wen Xu.

In fact, she wasn’t confident at all, but whether or not it would work out was up to her to find out.

If Shen Hanyu was willing to forgive them in private, both Wen Xu’s company and Han Tianyi would have a much better ending.

Wen Xu couldn’t change Sang Qianqian’s mind. Thinking about his father who was still in the hospital, he felt a little guilty and decided to give it to her.

At this point, he could only try everything he could.

Sang Qianqian called Shen Hanyu first, but he didn’t pick up.

She was afraid that Shen Hanyu would think that she was trying to promote herself, so she sent another message. “Hello, President Shen. I’m Sang Qianqian. Are you free to make a call? ”

The message was sent, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea. There was no reply at all.

She called again, but no one picked up. Sang Qianqian was a little dejected. Could it be that Shen Hanyu didn’t want to pick up her calls?

—

Ming City, Phoenix Technology’s President’s Office.

Shen Hanyu returned to his office after the meeting and saw two missed calls and a text message on his phone.

He stared at the text message, his gaze landing on Sang Qianqian’s name for a long time. His expression was unreadable.