Chapter 950: Chapter 947: The Price of Love 2
He saw Wan Donglin standing by the window and asked, "Third Master, are you really going to be discharged?"
"Start the discharge procedures immediately."
Zhang Xiang looked troubled: "But your injuries haven’t healed yet. According to the doctor, it’s best to stay for another week. Rushing to discharge now might risk reopening the wounds, increasing the danger..."
Wan Donglin replied calmly, "These minor issues are nothing. Tell my mother I’ve been discharged, and I won’t be able to go home for the next few days."
Zhang Xiang forced a smile; how could he dare to persuade further? He merely whispered, "I’ve contacted Old A, he’s coming tonight, do you want to meet him?"
"Arrange it immediately."
Midnight, a secluded place. The car parked far away, and the visitor approached on foot.
The door opened, and Wan Donglin personally went out to greet him.
Old A did not expect Wan Donglin to greet him personally and strode over. "Third Master..."
"Please, have a seat."
Wan Donglin distinctly noticed a fleeting look of relief on his face. Clearly, he was very interested in this meeting. However, he still seemed worried: "Third Master, in theory, since you are meeting me personally, I should have no doubts. But this matter is extraordinarily significant. I’m risking my entire family and life on this. Any mistake, not only will I be finished, but even my family will be endangered..."
Wan Donglin remained expressionless, simply taking out an item.
When Old A saw it, his eyes immediately lit up as if he had found a treasure. He quickly took it in his hand, repeatedly thanking, "Since Old Zhang has spoken, I feel at ease..."
As he spoke, he casually lifted his clothing.
There was a large bruise under his left rib, even on the left side of his face there was a similar bruise. He snorted coldly, "After all, I’ve worked for Old Zhou for many years. When he needed me, he was very polite. Everyone said I was his confidant and his best partner, envying him for having such a skilled subordinate like me... But look at my injuries! I’m literally treated like a dog he raised. Not only mocked and insulted openly, but also, behind closed doors, he hits me over a slight disagreement..."
That bruise was from Old Zhou kicking him in anger.
Recently, something happened, and Old A was a bit slow to act, failing to handle it quickly, which allowed the company to be criticized, causing a new project to be halted. Out of anger, Old Zhou kicked Old A in the chest, and when he fell, he was kicked hard in the face as well.
Old A was a highly skilled business prodigy, holding a high position in the company for many years, considered second only to one, yet he had suffered such severe humiliation.
"It’s one thing to hit me or even treat me like a dog he keeps, but he actually went after my son... I have only one son, and before the year ended, he insisted on having my son join the company, and as soon as he got back, he couldn’t leave anymore, clearly using my son as a hostage..."
Old A was indignant: "I’ve served him for almost thirty years, and he treats me like this... If it were behind closed doors, that would be one thing, but he humiliates me in front of others..."
For thirty years a henchman, thirty years running back and forth, being called a high executive sounds nice, but in essence, still just a worker. Working for any boss is more or less the same.
Old A was still a bit hesitant: "Third Master, may I meet Old Zhang once?"
Wan Donglin remained expressionless, Old A was overly cautious, always seeking absolute certainty.
"After you complete the first task, Old Zhang will definitely meet you in person."