When Liu Zhizhong was discharged from the hospital, Zhang Zhengchang had already been discharged and returned to Yangzhou a few days earlier. He kept to himself, didn't deal with outside matters, and spoke very little.
Chen Yuanyuan had not fully recovered; after all, it takes a hundred days to heal broken bones and torn muscles. But he was also discharged early to recuperate at home and was preparing for his graduate studies. The once genius was ready to study again, and this was on Liu Zhizhong's advice, which he really took to heart.
Both of them came to bid farewell to Liu Zhizhong when they were discharged, which seemed quite sincere.
After being discharged, Liu Zhizhong went straight home by taxi. He had received a message from Qian Xuan the night before, informing him that he must complete an important task tonight.
He tidied up at home, changed some clothes, and drove the Big Lao RV, preparing to have lunch at Qian Xuan's place.
Moreover, the timing of his discharge was just right. There were still several days left to send Qian Xuan's foster sister back to her hometown in Yunxi Province.
While driving the RV to the Qian family, Feng Xiaoyue called.
Receiving the call, Liu Zhizhong felt deeply moved. He really wanted to continue working with her, but that would mean being used as a tool to suppress negative hot topics, which wasn't his wish or freedom.
Feng Xiaoyue's voice was slightly trembling with excitement and very gentle: "Zhizhong, congratulations on your recovery and discharge! Hearing your voice... sigh... it's such a pity..."
After all, Feng Xiaoyue had seen the footage of Liu Zhizhong being discharged.
Liu Zhizhong replied, "Thank you, Director Feng. It's nothing. Life always has some regrets. Fortunately, your company has been saved and will be even better in the future."
At this moment, Liu Zhizhong deliberately lowered his voice, which added to the sense of weariness.
Feng Xiaoyue was very moved, "Thank you for helping me save the company. You have such great courage and meticulous thinking. Who would have thought that the contract fragments you picked up could be used so cleverly! But, aren't you really afraid of offending the Qin family?"
"Not at all, Director Feng. You're overthinking. Given the circumstances, Qin Bo publicly denied any intention to acquire or interest in your company, which is known to all powerful people. He wouldn't dare do anything reckless. Besides, the Southern Xiang family still supports me. Brother Xiang Wenhua made it clear when he visited me in the hospital that Qin Bo wouldn't dare do anything to me." Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Oh, I see? That's good, that's good..." Feng Xiaoyue sounded a bit awkward mentioning Xiang Wenhua and quickly changed the topic, "Tonight, the Zheng family has prepared a modest dinner and would like to invite you. The old man and his parents want to have dinner with you to express their gratitude. After all, it was your wisdom and courage that helped the Zheng family save Xinghai Company. Please do come!"
Liu Zhizhong scratched his head.
Last night, he had made plans with Brother Xuan to have lunch and dinner at the Qian family and then to spend the night there. If he missed celebrating Sister Shu Xiu's good day, he would have to wait until next month.
The invitation from the Zheng family was very formal, with the old man personally inviting him. Refusing didn't seem appropriate either.
Feng Xiaoyue sensed something, "What's wrong, Zhizhong? Do you have any inconvenience?"
"Oh, haha, not at all... I'm just a bit surprised. The Zheng family's formalities are too grand. I actually did nothing, doesn't deserve such attention, right?"
"It's definitely necessary. Zhizhong, in this circle, people can be unreasonable, but etiquette must be observed. Don't worry, it's just a meal, simply expressing gratitude. The old man even prepared a gift for you, to be given in person, you can't refuse. Understand?"