Lin Jie and Pan Xinli naturally started talking about Xiao Ganghao.

Lin Jie remarked earnestly, "He appears rugged on the outside, but he's delicate on the inside, emotionally rich, with a strong sense of self-discipline, preferring the direction of medicine towards the five senses."

"If he develops in this way, Xiao Ganghao will become a renowned doctor with significant achievements in the future."

Pan Xinli laughed heartily and said, "I'm quite gratified that he received such high praise from Expert Lin."

"This kid and my sister have always lived in the countryside. Since childhood, he loved raising rabbits, chickens, and the like. Whenever we killed a chicken, he would cry for half the day."

"I clearly remember that, during the college entrance exam, he wanted to apply for veterinary medicine, but he couldn't resist my sister's insistence and ended up applying to Medical College for clinical surgery."

Pan Xinli lamented, "In our country, most parents plan everything for their children early on, even deciding their hobbies, university majors, and partner choices."

"On this point, I didn't escape the norm, but rather succumbed to this inertia."

He pondered, "Perhaps it is this kind of arrangement, decided according to the parents' own preferences and interests, rather than guided by the children's innate natures."

"This results in our country rarely having world-class masters in various industries."

"Expert Lin, I hope you can represent the country's medical field and make a strong presence internationally."

These words didn't make Lin Jie feel much pressure, considering he had long promised Shen Lanruo to achieve accomplishments that would impress the international medical field.

After finishing the conversation with Pan Xinli and returning to the office, Lin Jie found a WeChat message from Zhang Xiaoxiao on his phone.

It was a link.

Upon clicking it, Lin Jie found it was a video.

In the video, there was only a little girl whom he recognized—it was Xiaoyu.

In the video, Xiaoyu, with a slow tone, recited a passage.

The content mainly expressed her gratitude to Xiaoxiao, Lin Jie, and a tech company for helping her overcome the threat of a brain tumor and allowing her to "talk" again.

Lin Jie noticed that Xiaoyu's glasses were quite special, especially the frames, much larger than usual, with thin wires disappearing behind her neck.

Presumably, these glasses were a vocalization system developed by the tech company specifically for Xiaoyu.

Although the sound was overly soothing and felt somewhat odd, she could still make sounds, which genuinely made Lin Jie quite happy for Xiaoyu.

Just after closing the video, Lin Jie noticed Zhang Xiaoxiao had sent another link.

It was a video of a building being demolished.

Recognizing the familiar milky-white building, Lin Jie immediately knew it was the former headquarters of Weize Group, Xiaobailou.

Thinking An Weize might feel sad, Lin Jie decided to call and offer some words of comfort.

"Uncle An, I saw the demolition video of Xiaobailou online. Are you okay?"

An Weize's calm voice came through the phone, "Not too bad. I thought I'd be upset, but at the moment of pressing the demolition button, I actually felt a sense of relief."

"So much has happened since last year."

An Weize sighed, "No destruction, no construction. This demolition of Xiaobailou, to me, symbolizes the An Family's farewell to the past, bidding farewell to bad luck, and a new beginning..."

Lin Jie didn't really absorb much of what An Weize said.

He only remembered one thing, and asked, "Uncle An, did you say you pressed the demolition button yourself?"

"Yes, I even negotiated it with the Han Group at that time."

An Weize said with a hint of sadness, "Xiaobailou was built with my own hands; now that it's being demolished, I had to be the first to act, no matter how it would be done."

Lin Jie excitedly asked, "Uncle An, at the moment you pressed the button, watching a building turn to dust, wasn't it an incredibly fulfilling moment?"

Sensing Lin Jie's playful spirit and enthusiasm, An Weize's mood brightened significantly and he couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, he realized that although Lin Jie was an astounding doctor, in other respects, he was sometimes no different from a big child.

"Hmm, it was indeed quite thrilling..."

Unconsciously imbued with a bit of indulgence, similar to how he would treat An Kemeng, An Weize vividly described his feelings and the explosion scene.

"I hope, someday, I also have the chance to blow up a building like that."

Lin Jie said longingly, then hurriedly added, "Uncle An, Principal Pan returned a bank card to me today. Did you give it to him?"

There was a pause on the phone, and then An Weize said, "Principal Pan is a good person. The card contains one million..."

"How about we donate the money to Binhai University for book purchases in the name of the company?"

"A-Jie, by the way, there's one more thing I want to discuss with you, about the agreement for the sports injury research center."

An Weize said with a bit of reluctance, "My initial offer to Guoxin Company was twenty million, and they just got back to me. They didn't even try to negotiate, saying they could sign directly."

"A-Jie, should we really sign it?"

"Let's sign it!"

Lin Jie thought for a moment and continued, "An agreement can sell for twenty million, that's pretty good."

"They didn't engage in negotiation; I guess Guoxin Company wants to cut the Gordian knot and secure it as soon as possible."

He advised, "According to Han Wenbin, some guys with deep backgrounds have gotten involved, the type that can mess things up badly."

"If we delay, who knows what tricks that guy might pull..."

By evening, at Fu Family Manor.

Fu Xiuyuan walked into the small garden scented with flowers and warm breezes, waiting for the old man to finish his Tai Chi, then quietly approached.

"Grandfather, we've found out that the two hundred thousand was, in fact, transferred to Jiang Yingrui's account."

Fu Xiuyuan observed the calm expression of the old man and continued, "Jiang Yingrui argued that during that time, Wenzhu was with him, complaining about Lin Jie, so he thought to vent Wenzhu's frustration by holding up the money to Lin Jie."

"But later, since Lin Jie didn't react to it, Jiang Yingrui said he just let the matter..."

"Slip his mind."

Fu Xiuyuan added, "Lin Jie's two hundred thousand has already been transferred from the family's public account this afternoon."

The old man was silent for a while before suddenly smiling, saying, "If it were someone else, they might have remembered this matter in their heart and kept quiet."

"It's rare to see youngsters like Lin Jie who ask for what is owed face to face."

Fu Xiuyuan also smiled lightly, saying, "The Lin siblings have always lived in hardship, even having to sell their house to pay the surgery fees. Although they are no longer short of money, Lin Jie must still value it quite a bit."

"He probably struggled and hesitated for a long time before speaking up."

The old man said in a calm tone, "If Lin Jie hadn't mentioned it, that two hundred thousand, Jiang Yingrui would likely never have remembered it."

After another brief silence, he asked, "Xiuyuan, how long have I kept you by my side?"

Fu Xiuyuan's eyes lit up, then he suppressed his excitement, solemnly saying, "Grandfather, it's been five years and seven months!"

The old man nodded and said, "It's about time, you should go out and get some experience."

"The medical and health industry is indeed an evergreen industry, maintaining a stable development trend. As the national legal system matures and enforcement strengthens, more gray funds are bound to flow into this sector."

The old man suddenly said, "Xiuyuan, go and take over Zhengmao Pharmaceutical from Jiang Lin and give it a good overhaul."

"Yes, Grandfather!"

After the surprise, Fu Xiuyuan cautiously asked, "But what about the controlling stake? And the Jiang Family?"

The old man snorted, "With the shares controlled by Four Seas Bank, our Fu Family's shares, along with those of your Uncle Wang and others, do you think you can't control Zhengmao Pharmaceutical?"

"Zhengmao Pharmaceutical was never really the Jiang Family's; it's merely been operated by them for years, and they've come to treat it as their private company."

The old man looked up at the sky, tinged with twilight, and said, "Though it's nearly dusk, I haven't grown so old as to become blind and muddle-headed."

"Some people are too boisterous and need a reminder..."

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