Although he received a priceless emerald, Xiao Zhan was not happy at all. Lu Ming had stolen all the limelight today, which made him very displeased.
"Hmph!!!"
Xiao Zhan snorted coldly and turned to leave.
His high-tech project had failed, and seeing Lu Ming hog all the attention, Xiao Zhan was extremely unhappy today.
Jiang Mengxin also shook her head repeatedly and reprimanded Lu Ming, "Lu Ming, you shouldn't have let Xiao Zhan waste so much money on a whim. For personal grudges, you disregard the company's interests. Lu Ming, you have truly disappointed me."
Jiang Mengxin also abandoned Lu Ming and left directly.
Xu Qin and Xiao Yao didn't even glance at Lu Ming before following Jiang Mengxin.
They had completely abandoned Lu Ming.
Lu Ming gave an awkward wry smile. He looked at Chen Xian and said gently, "Where do you live? Uncle will take you home."
It was too dangerous to let a five or six-year-old child wander around with a 60 million card.
Afterward.
Lu Ming found out where Chen Xian lived, hailed a taxi, and took her to her doorstep.
Shanghai, despite being an international metropolis, was not affluent in every corner.
Chen Xian's home was located on a run-down old street.
It was very far from the main urban area, with no high-end facilities. Every household lived in old, dilapidated houses from the last century.
The average house was less than 60 square meters.
Small and crowded.
This place, outsiders called the 'slum' of the metropolis, indicating that even in a super-prosperous city like Shanghai, there was still a large population of poor people.
The two got out of the car.
Chen Xian pointed to her home and happily said, "Uncle, this is my home. I'll treat you to some tea."
Lu Ming smiled and nodded, following Chen Xian into the house.
Although the house was small and shabby, it was meticulously cleaned. There was no dust in any corner, indicating that it was cleaned regularly.
Walking into the house, everything was in full view.
A few stools, a dining table, a color television from the last century. To the left was the kitchen, to the right was the bedroom, and inside there was a small studio.
The toilet was by the door.
The layout of the entire house was very simple, and one could understand it at a glance.
"Dad, I brought an uncle home as a guest," Chen Xian joyfully ran into the bedroom.
Lu Ming followed her in and saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed. Hearing Chen Xian's call, he struggled to get up.
The man's face was as pale as paper. His severe illness and malnutrition made him look like he was on his last breath and could die at any moment.
However, there was a hint of determination in the man's eyes, something extraordinary.
This man was not simple.
This was Lu Ming's initial impression of him.
The man coughed a few times, looked back at Lu Ming, and finding him unfamiliar, asked, "Who are you?"
Lu Ming smiled and replied, "I saw Xian'er selling flowers on Shangyuan Street, so I helped her a little and brought her back."
Helped a little?
The man looked at Chen Xian.
Chen Xian excitedly took out the bank card and said, "This uncle is powerful. With just 100 yuan, he helped me get an emerald, which sold for 60 million! Dad, we have money now. We can treat your illness and have a good life."
Hmm?
The man, who was expected to be happy, became angry instead.
He grabbed the bank card and threw it directly at Lu Ming, shouting, "Get out! How many times do I have to tell you dogs that I will never bow to meager pay! Even if I starve to death or die of illness, I, Chen Yingong, will never take your Dynasty Jewelry's dirty money! Get out, get out!"
Uh...
Lu Ming awkwardly picked up the bank card, feeling that there seemed to be a misunderstanding.
He said, "Mr. Chen, I think you've misunderstood. I'm not..."
Before Lu Ming could finish speaking, he heard a hurried car horn. Turning his head, he saw a large group of people in suits and ties entering the house.
Their suits were custom-made designer brands, costing forty to fifty thousand yuan each.
Therefore, just by their attire, it was evident that these people were all wealthy.
Why would a group of rich people come to a slum?
This was interesting.
Lu Ming calmly stood aside, giving them the 'stage'.
A man in sunglasses leading the group glanced at Lu Ming, ignored him, and then focused his attention on Chen Yingong.
The man in sunglasses asked, "Mr. Chen, have you made up your mind? As long as you agree to work for our Dynasty Jewelry, we will arrange the best doctors to treat you. Additionally, we will pay you a salary of 3 million yuan per month. Have you considered it?"
A salary of three million yuan per month, tsk tsk tsk, that was incredible.
How capable must Chen Yingong be to command such a salary?
And it was a salary offered by Dynasty Jewelry.
Chen Yingong chuckled and cursed, "Alright, so you're playing a trick? First, you tested me with a 60 million bank card, and now you're trying to lure me with doctors and a 3 million salary. Hahaha, how can I, Chen Yingong, be so specially cared for by Master Ba?"
The man in sunglasses frowned slightly upon hearing this. "What 60 million bank card?"
Chen Yingong chuckled, "Keep pretending. You're quite good at it."
He pointed at Lu Ming and said, "Isn't this person your accomplice?! And you're pretending not to know him, huh, is this fun?"
The man in sunglasses sensed that something was wrong. He looked at Lu Ming again, and this time, he clearly felt a hostile glint in his eyes.
The man in sunglasses lowered his voice and asked coldly, "Which faction do you belong to?"
From the conversation between Chen Yingong and the man in sunglasses, Lu Ming had a rough idea.
It seemed that Chen Yingong possessed a special skill that Murong Ba of Dynasty Jewelry had taken a liking to, and he had repeatedly tried to recruit Chen Yingong.
However, Chen Yingong was arrogant and uncorrupted, unwilling to associate with Murong Ba.
Thus, the two sides were at a stalemate.
At the same time, Lu Ming vaguely felt that Chen Yingong's prolonged illness and poverty were likely related to Murong Ba.
"Phew..." Lu Ming shook his head with a wry smile. He had only intended to send Chen Xian home safely, but unexpectedly, he got entangled in Dynasty Jewelry's affairs.
Oh well, Dynasty Jewelry was a sworn enemy of Triumph Jewelry, and the Murong and Jiang families had deep-seated animosity. It wouldn't be inappropriate for Lu Ming to handle the Murong family's affairs for them.
Seeing Lu Ming's silence, the man in sunglasses became displeased. He immediately drew a telescopic baton from his waist, pointed it at Lu Ming, and demanded, "Speak, who are you?"
Lu Ming chuckled lightly, raised his head, and replied, "Triumph Jewelry, Jiang family, Lu Ming."