Chapter 9 (1/2)

For several days, Qiu Yun was soaking in the library. Qiu Yun's medical skill is traditional Chinese medicine, and now exposure to western medicine is equivalent to opening another fan. Western medicine is another system, which is completely different from traditional Chinese medicine. Western medicine makes Qiu Yun interested. Besides, Qiu Yun's notice also says that his major is biopharmaceutical, which has a lot to do with western medicine.

Tang Yueqi is not idle these days. She secretly sends someone to find the medicine Qiu Yun needs. For Tang Yueqi, Tang Min's disease is the most important.

Lu Bin's villa. Lu Bin looks at the information in his hand and his face is gloomy. These data are all the data he sent to investigate these days, but the data is pitiful.

In addition to letting Lu Bin know that Qiu Yun and song culture have a good relationship, there is no other valuable information. There was no investigation into where Qiu Yun came from and what the forces behind him were. These information makes Lu Bin look ugly. Lu Bin is not a reckless person, especially now Lu Bin's position does not allow him to act impulsively.

”Fudan University...”

Seeing the final information, Lu Bin showed a strange smile on his face, raised his head and narrowed his eyes. He already had a lot of ideas in his heart. The best way in the world is to kill with a knife. The shame Qiu Yun brought to himself has to be found. What's more, Lu Bin's intuition tells himself that this man definitely has a good relationship with Tang Yueqi.

From the attitude of Tang Yueqi and Tang Min, we can see that this is absolutely not allowed. Never make any mistakes in your plan, and any factors that may lead to plan mistakes must be nipped in the bud.

Takata shooting club, a handsome guy in his twenties is crazy playing with guns. It can be seen from his face that he is in a bad mood. Song culture stood quietly beside him, not in a hurry.

”Mr. Song, you really shouldn't come to me.”

After playing for a while, the young man put down his gun and looked at song culture with a trace of loneliness on his face. Yu Ziyang is the black sheep of the Yu family and the youngest son of the Yu family. In the Yu family, Yu Ziyang is a very special existence, and the old man of the Yu family was also a romantic species when he was young. Yu Ziyang was born to the old man of the Yu family and the young nanny of the family. When Yu Ziyang was born, he was 56 years old.

Yu Ziyang has four brothers and two sisters. The youngest sister is twelve years older than Yu Ziyang. The eldest brother Yu Zihao is 38 years older than Yu Ziyang. Such an age, coupled with the identity of his mother, you can see how Yu Ziyang lived in the Yu family without guessing.

Especially in recent years, the old man's health is getting worse and worse. The control of Daewoo Group slowly fell into the hands of Yu Ziyang's brothers and sisters. They have been operating in Daewoo Group for so many years. Yu Ziyang, a second-generation descendant younger than the third generation of the Yu family, can't master anything at all. He has nothing to do except to get some dividends from his family every year.

”Brother Yu, I know something about your Yu family. I have a chance here. I don't know if brother Yu is willing to try. ”

Song culture whispered that Yu Ziyang was stunned by the words of song culture and looked at song culture curiously. Song culture came to Yu Ziyang and whispered a few words.

”What you said is true?”

After hearing the words of song culture, Yu Ziyang took a deep breath with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

”Brother Yu, is it good for me to deceive you? To tell you the truth, I also looked for some of your brothers and sisters. I have given enough sincerity, but they have no interest in me. That's why I came to you... ”

Song culture whispered that compared with the Big Mac of the Yu family, song culture is a little small. Although song culture has given enough sincerity, several people of the Yu family are not sad because they have partners similar to song culture.

Originally, song culture had some heart death, but after meeting Qiu Yun, song culture's heart became alive again. After thinking about it, song culture felt that Yu Ziyang was the most suitable partner. The Yu family still loves Yu Ziyang very much. If yu Ziyang can restore his body, Yu Ziyang's position in the Yu family will definitely rise.

”I want to see this miracle doctor.”

Yu Ziyang whispered with expectation in his eyes. Today, Yu Ziyang is also slowly becoming mature. However, despite this, Daewoo Group has been operated by several half brothers and sisters like Tietong, and it can't get any benefits at all.

The old man is still alive. If the old man dies, his situation will be more dangerous. Over the years, Yu Ziyang has been struggling in the Yu family. Now the news brought by the song culture is undoubtedly a hope. For their father, their brothers and sisters are actually eager for their father's death. They think that only when the old man is dead can they completely master Daewoo Group.

But none of them dare to mess around. Everyone still competes to pretend to be a filial son in front of the old man. Because the old man holds the largest share of Daewoo Group, no one knows who the old man will give the share in the end.

Song culture and Yu Ziyang left the shooting club. Half an hour later, song culture came to the villa. In the villa, Qiu Yun was bathing the Tibetan mastiff with Tang Min in the yard. He looked curious when he saw the song culture.

”Doctor Qiu, my friend wants you to see his father. What do you think? ”

Song culture came to Qiu Yun and whispered that he didn't dare to put on airs in front of Qiu Yun. The words of song culture make Yu Ziyang stunned. He didn't expect that the miracle doctor mentioned by song culture was so young.

The words of song culture brightened Qiu Yun's eyes, looked up at Yu Ziyang, and finally smiled.

”Is he rich?”

Qiu Yun asked song culture in a low voice.

”Yes...”

Song Wenhua nodded.

”How many?”

Qiu Yun's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

”His annual allowance is more than my annual company profit...”