Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1131 Talking about inheritance
After leaving Adler Clinic, Nan Yi went to Xinsheng Plastic Surgery Hospital, Nanpotang, and the Hangzhou branch of Nanshan Dream Medical Group, a joint venture between Nanshi, Xueshan Trust and Dream Town.
Nanshan Dream Medical Group is a group enterprise engaged in investment in the medical field. It mainly invests in private hospitals and biopharmaceutical companies in the development stage, and also has a layout in the elderly care industry.
Population aging is an unavoidable problem for all countries in the world. The elderly care service industry will soon become a sunrise industry. Since 1998, Nanshan Dream Medical Group was established and entered the field of elderly care services. It has invested in many American companies related to home health, retirement communities, and hospice care. In the same year, Nanshan Dream Medical Group entered the domestic market and began to explore elderly care real estate outside Coconut City.
Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Yi and Zhou Yue met, got information about Baima Lake from each other, and made an appointment to set off for Shanghai together the next afternoon.
At half past three, when Nan Yi was on his way back to Sanqian Village, Jiang Xuanyan called him. She acted like a spoiled child and urged Nan Yi to go back quickly because she was hungry.
For the next ten hours, Jiang Xuanyan was still clingy. It was not until they drove to Shanghai that her heart could no longer rest in her body. She was worried about her Ferrari, clothes, and cosmetics. All the things were checked in and were not with her.
Jiang Xuanyan's expression changed various times while sitting in the car. First she was secretly delighted, then she was laughing secretly, and then she became so proud that she was arrogant.
Through the changes , Nan Yi roughly guessed what Jiang Xuanyan was imagining in her mind.
"What's the name of your good female classmate?"
"Ah?" Jiang Xuanyan woke up from her fantasy, "What female classmate?"
"The one you were going to show off to her."
"Ah? Brother Zhen, how did you know?" Jiang Xuanyan asked in surprise.
"Is it weird?" Nan Yi chuckled, "I also came from the school life period. Female classmates basically had a best friend. In the early years, best friends were mostly of equal ability. Nowadays, girls have more complicated thoughts and think more. They usually find a best friend who is uglier than themselves.
You are studying at a drama school, so your best friend should not be bad looking, but in your eyes, she is probably not as pretty as you. It is possible that in her eyes, you are not as pretty as her, or the two of you are just not in harmony with each other. "
"I'm prettier than she is."
"Huh, recognized?"
"Of course." Jiang Xuanyan seemed a little guilty when she spoke.
Nan Yi spread his hands, "Just take it as a recognized fact. Let's talk about showing off. It's impossible for you not to wear clothes and cosmetics. No need. As long as you bring them into school, if you don't take the initiative to show off, everyone will see it. Your school should be full of smart people. They can guess what you are doing with a little brainpower.
Once your Ferrari is unveiled, it will probably be a done deal. Have you thought about the rumors that will follow? "
Jiang Xuanyan said indifferently: "I don't care, Brother Zhen, there are not many people in our school who will laugh at me. On the contrary, there are people who flatter me and ask me to introduce them to new people."
"Yeah?"
"Yes."
"What's my name?"
"Brother Zhen, oh, Ma Zhen."
"Very good, I will always be called Ma Zhen in your place, and don't tell anyone my real name." Nan Yi reached out and stroked Jiang Xuanyan's cheek, "Otherwise, you won't be able to see my amiable face, understand?"
Jiang Xuanyan nodded, "I understand, I won't tell anyone."
"Be good." Nan Yi patted Jiang Xuanyan on the cheek. "When we get to Shanghai, I have something important to do. Call the number I gave you and go look at the house first. Then you can take care of dinner by yourself. We will have a midnight snack later. You can go alone or bring someone with you."
"Take someone with you?" Jiang Xuanyan was in a dilemma.
Birds of a feather flock together. If they can become best friends, their values cannot be diametrically opposed. They will always have similarities in their personalities. It depends on whether Jiang Xuanyan is a true friend or a fake one. Nan Yi is looking forward to this best friend asking for her phone number and giving it to her on her own initiative.
When they arrived in Shanghai, Jiang Xuanyan left first. Nan Yi took Zhou Yue to meet Huang Xie of Chunshen Architecture. He let the two of them communicate about what would happen next, and he returned to Fang Mansion.
When we arrived, the old lady was eating bird's nest in the dining room.
"Why are you here today?"
"I went to Hangzhou for two days with my lover. I had something to do, so I decided to send her back." Nan Yi came and sat down next to Fang Mengyin.
"You're in your forties, and you still haven't settled down?"
"I've seen too many yellow-faced women. Change your mood."
"Little red man, you are honest."
"Grandma, when I was in Hangzhou, I met an old lady who was already 107 years old. I asked her for the secret of longevity. Guess what she said?"
Fang Mengyin laughed and said, "Are you trying to say that the secret is to mind your own business?"
Nan Yi gave a thumbs up, "Old but not dead is a monster, grandma , you are now an old monster."
"You have no manners at all. How dare you talk to your grandmother like that?" Fang Mengyin glanced at Nan Yi and stretched out her hand to him again.
Nan Yi helped Fang Mengyin up and followed her out of the dining room. "I know you will automatically filter and convert them into good words. I don't need to be so cautious."
Passing the hall, Nan Yi took a blanket from Xiang He, followed Fang Mengyin to the rattan chair in the garden, sat down, and carefully covered Fang Mengyin with the blanket.
"I've been in good health lately and can sleep eight hours a night. I plan to go to Mount Wutai before the weather gets cold."
"Grandma, you are rejuvenated. I can't even sleep for eight hours now."
"Zhang Yizhen has done a good job in treating me. Thank you for your hard work. He has to come here every month."
"He worked very hard. A few years ago, Nanpotang finally established a foothold in North America and had two core medical service projects, acupuncture and massage. When expanding to Europe, he encountered European acupuncture. He spent a lot of effort to make Chinese acupuncture unique and not be integrated into European acupuncture.
Several countries have even explicitly included SA, the abbreviation of Nanpotang Acupuncture, in the provisions for medical insurance reimbursement. With this in mind, Nanpotang will have no worries for the next fifty years.”
"Flowers bloom inside the wall and are fragrant outside the wall. Why is traditional Chinese medicine gradually declining in China?" Fang Mengyin sighed.
"I only know that from an economic perspective, the decline of traditional Chinese medicine is a historical inevitability. Western medicine is standardized, with more steps in the medical process, and can accommodate more people to share the benefits. One person's wealth is not wealth, only everyone's wealth is wealth. Western medicine conforms to the idea of common prosperity and embodies the principle of equality for all, so it will naturally prosper."
Fang Mengyin: "You are full of twisted ideas."
"Haha, that's not a fallacy. The decline of traditional Chinese medicine is indeed due to interests. The interests are too concentrated, and only a few people can share them. Naturally, they are not popular with everyone. If it weren't for my family's interests in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, I might have made some efforts to attack traditional Chinese medicine, at least to eliminate traditional Chinese medicine and delay the sale of Western medicine at home."
Fang Mengyin: "You say one thing and mean another. Shengchen Pharmaceutical, Buer Pharmaceutical, Nanpotang, just these names you chose. If you were not my grandson, I would have thought you were from a family of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Hehehe, grandma, you still understand me. Traditional Chinese medicine cannot be defeated. Its power lies not inside but outside. Our knees are still weak. Only when Westerners recognize traditional Chinese medicine will it get enough attention inside.
In a few years, there will be some farce about Chinese acupuncture being inherited from European acupuncture. People are dismissive of acupuncture at home, but once someone is targeting them, they are filled with righteous indignation, as if their own children have been stolen. In fact, they are just a piece of shit from the beginning to the end, and they usually avoid it as much as possible. "
Fang Mengyin: "You, too, are weak-kneed, otherwise you wouldn't have tried every possible means to give Youqiong a Jewish ancestry."
Nan Yi was slightly stunned, then said seriously: "Power and wealth, wealth and power, in the East, without power, one cannot keep wealth, in the West, wealth can lead to power, the soil in the West is more suitable for the Nan family to thrive, that's why from the beginning, I put the Nan family's focus on the outside.
Scarlett is very clear that my successor must be a Jew. So, she doesn't care how many children I have after I become poor, as long as they are not born to Jewish women.
Now that Youqiong has taken over, the last bit of estrangement and wariness between her and me has disappeared."
Fang Mengyin: "You guys...are you poor? Will you marry a Jewish woman in the future?"
"Basically, those who are not of our race must have different hearts. This idea is not unique to us. The Nan family's foundation is not stable enough, and it is not yet time for it to become a separate faction."
"If it continues to be diluted, the Eastern bloodline will be diluted completely."
"Haha, no matter how diluted it is, he is still my Nan Yi's grandson, your grandson."
"Will it count as my generation? He is my great-great-grandson."
Nan Yi raised his thumb again, "Grandma, you are old but not dead..."
"Shut up, you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth." Fang Mengyin sneered.
"Okay, okay, I'll shut up."
He played with Fang Mengyin for a while, and then accompanied her to eat nutritious meals for the elderly. The food was soft and easy to swallow, and the portion was small. Fang Mengyin now eats small meals frequently, five or six meals a day.
After dinner, he rested for a while and went to the garden to practice swordplay again, Tai Chi sword. Nan Yi didn't know where he learned it, but it looked different from what he had practiced before.
Out of interest, Nan Yi also performed a set of his own "Nine Swords of Dugu". It was nothing special, just a combination of nice sword-dancing moves. It looked pretty, but when it came to a real fight, he still had to use the Turtle Fist and Turtle Sword.
At ten o'clock, Nan Yi came to the food stall street on Huashan Road. After a quick search, he found his target, Dongdong Home Cooking, next to Chunchun Food Stall. He also saw two girls sitting at a table, one was Jiang Xuanyan, and the other should be her best friend .
She is a little taller than Jiang Xuanyan, probably around 165cm, with equally fair skin, and two big, watery eyes. Her profile is nice, better than Jiang Xuanyan's. The veins on Jiang Xuanyan's forehead and temples are shallowly buried under the skin, and the blue color can be easily seen under the light. This best friend's profile is fuller, and she looks a little more blessed.
One of them has an extra chin than the others, a double chin, and her mouth is a little protruding, but it doesn't make her look too sexy. The two women have very different styles, each with her own merits.
At this time, the two girls at the table were talking about Nan Yi, and Jiang Xuanyan was bragging about her "Brother Zhen" to her bestie.
Jiang Xuanyan showed the watch on her left wrist, "Hey, Xiaomi, look at my watch, it's a Cartier 21st Century Goddess model, it costs more than 50,000 yuan."
When my best friend Wang Xiaomi saw the watch, her eyes were instantly glued to it. The diamond-studded watch was so beautiful.
"Xuan Yan, I'm so jealous of you. Clothes worth 17,000, shoes worth 8,000, and a watch worth 50,000. When can I have them?" Wang Xiaomi sighed, and suddenly her eyes lit up. "Hey, I think your boyfriend must have a friend. Ask him to introduce me to a handsome uncle."
"When he comes, ask him yourself."
Jiang Xuanyan was very satisfied with the effect of showing off, and was thinking about asking Brother Zhen to introduce a much older uncle to Xiaomi, a very greasy kind.
"Did you call for food?"
"Brother Zhen." Hearing Nan Yi's voice, Jiang Xuanyan stood up suddenly and hung on Nan Yi like a koala, "Why did you come just now?"
"I'm not late." Nan Yi held Jiang Xuanyan's hips and patted them gently, "Okay, sit down first and introduce your best friend to me."
"Okay." Jiang Xuanyan jumped off Nan Yi and pointed at the stunned Wang Xiaomi. "Xiaomi, Wang Xiaomi, my classmate, and I live in the same dormitory."
