MMB Chapter 1445 Medical Skills Reach the Grandmaster Level
Chapter 1445 Medical Skills Reach the Grandmaster Level
The scene was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone stared in disbelief at An Ran's husband, whom Chairman Wang respectfully addressed as "General Chen," and then looked with suspicion at Wang Hao, whose face was ashen and who was trembling.
Who would have thought that this seemingly low-key and composed man, whom they had previously secretly observed or looked down upon, could, with just a few words and a casual remark, make Chairman Wang Dong, a man with a net worth of tens of billions and astonishing influence, cancel a major cooperation project with a top international investment bank like Goldman Sachs without hesitation?
Moreover, judging from the tone, it means that the door to cooperation has been permanently closed, with no room for maneuver!
And the trigger for all of this, or rather, the complete culprit, was none other than Wang Hao, who had just been talking loudly and mocking Chen Jun and An Ran!
Everyone's eyes were like searchlights, all focused on Wang Hao.
At this moment, it was as if someone had publicly stripped away the glamorous coat that symbolized "overseas returnee elite" and "Goldman Sachs executive," leaving only the empty vanity and wretchedness inside.
His face was ashen, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were unfocused, his lips were trembling, and he looked as if his spine had been removed. He stood there swaying precariously, with not a trace of his previous high spirits.
It's just like that emperor in the fairy tale who wears a non-existent "new clothes" but is self-righteous. When faced with the truth, his ugly side is exposed, and he is scared out of his wits.
Wang Hao's mind was buzzing, almost about to explode.
He understood better than anyone what this meant! The cooperation that Goldman Sachs was negotiating with Wang Dong's Dongsheng Capital involved a huge sum of money, initially estimated to be over one billion. This was not just a business deal, but also an important strategic move for Goldman Sachs to make a strong comeback and open up the domestic market.
Wang Hao, as the key contact person and early pioneer of this project, was completely rejected by the big boss of the partner company in person and publicly because of seemingly vague reasons such as "character issues" and "worshiping foreign things". All cooperation possibilities were directly canceled!
What chilled him to the bone and made him even more ashamed was that he hadn't actually done very well abroad, and wasn't as successful as he had boasted.
It was precisely because his future prospects were bleak that he had to rely on the halo of his "overseas experience" and go to great lengths and pull strings to squeeze into Goldman Sachs, hoping to use it as a springboard to rise again in China and gain both fame and fortune.
But now, this springboard that he regarded as his lifeline and climbed with great effort has been broken by his own hands at the very moment when he was most proud and trying to show off!
This class reunion was a carefully organized event for him, intended as a stage to showcase his success and satisfy his vanity in front of his former classmates. Unexpectedly, the stage collapsed in the blink of an eye, and he became the most ridiculous and pathetic clown in everyone's eyes.
"Brother Chen! General Chen! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!" Driven by extreme fear and the will to survive, Wang Hao finally figured out the key—the turning point for everything lay with the man in front of him whom he had once mocked.
Chen Jun simply lowered his eyes and coldly glanced at him, his gaze devoid of any warmth.
This guy's personal attacks and offensive words were nothing more than the clamor of a clown to Chen Jun, something he could simply laugh off. But his blatant denigration of his own country and his pro-foreign rhetoric touched upon Chen Jun's deepest principles and bottom line.
As a soldier, protecting the country is a mission ingrained in his bones. He felt disgust and contempt for such behavior that betrayed his ancestors and showed no sense of national identity.
Seeing Chen Jun's indifferent expression, Wang Hao's heart sank to the bottom.
"General Chen, actually... actually I was just talking nonsense, just showing off and bragging! I'm patriotic at heart! Otherwise, why would I give up my 'high salary' and 'superior life' abroad and resolutely return to China to develop my career? I'm dedicating myself to the construction of my motherland!"
Chen Jun's lips curled into a barely perceptible sneer, but he remained unmoved.
"Anran! Anran! We...we're old classmates! From elementary school to high school, we've been friends for so many years. How can you bear to see your old classmate fall into trouble? Please say a word for me, this is truly a huge misunderstanding! I beg you!"
An Ran frowned slightly, her clear eyes filled with a hint of doubt and detachment, and said, "Wang Hao, we were only classmates for one year in high school. We didn't go to the same elementary and middle schools, or even the same district. What 'friendship from elementary to high school' comes from?"
"This..." Wang Hao was stunned, his face flushing red and then pale. In his haste, he had blurted out something inappropriate, only wanting to build a closer relationship, but An Ran had seen through his ruse, making him even more embarrassed. He forced a smile, his voice almost trembling with tears, "Even... even if we're just high school classmates, we're still classmates! An Ran, now Chairman Wang has such a huge misunderstanding about me because of General Chen's words. If the cooperation is canceled, I'll definitely be fired by Goldman Sachs! You really... really won't plead for me for the sake of our classmate relationship? I... I'll beg you!"
As he spoke, he made a gesture as if he were really going to bow, his eagerness, embarrassment, and humility forming a stark and glaring contrast to the arrogant and disdainful "elite" image he had displayed just minutes before.
The students around watched this scene silently, their eyes filled with complex emotions.
Those who had previously envied or fawned over Wang Hao's "overseas background" and "Goldman Sachs executive" status have now completely seen through his outward strength but inner weakness and hypocritical nature.
He has no real skills whatsoever; he's just showing off through boasting and packaging.
What shocked them even more was that An Ran, who had always been low-key and quiet, was married to a big shot whom even Wang Dong treated with utmost respect and called "General"! Wang Hao's previous harassment of An Ran and his contempt and mockery of Chen Jun now seemed like nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation. His attempt to show off backfired, and he was completely exposed for what he truly was.
“You don’t need to apologize to me,” Chen Jun finally spoke again. “Your apology is meaningless to me. If you really feel you’ve been ‘misunderstood,’ and your character is fine…” He slowly glanced at the other classmates in the private room, “then, these classmates here are all your old classmates and old friends. If they think you, Wang Hao, are a good person, and that you just misspoke, and are willing to vouch for you and speak on your behalf, then I’ll pretend I never said anything today, how about that?”
These words struck Wang Hao like a bolt of lightning. A glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in his despairing eyes! That's right! Classmates! Weren't there several of them trying to curry favor with him just now? He grasped at a straw, abruptly straightening up and looking eagerly at those classmates who had been most enthusiastic towards him and had clearly expressed their desire to "follow Brother Wang," directly calling them out:
"Xiao Tian! Cao Wu! You...you guys, please say something for me! We were chatting quite well just now, weren't we? You all know me, I was just joking around, my character is absolutely fine! This is really a misunderstanding! Quickly, please help me explain to General Chen and Xiang Anran! I'm begging you!"
The two students, surnamed Tian and Cao, who were called out by him, wished they could disappear into the ground.
They did have the idea of currying favor with Wang Hao, but that was a utilitarian choice based on Wang Hao's "successful person" aura.
Now, Wang Hao's aura has shattered instantly, and he has clearly offended Chen Jun, whose status is terrifyingly high, and has even touched upon the sensitive issue of "disrespecting the motherland." To stand up for him now? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble, offending both General Chen and Chairman Wang?
They are not stupid!
So, under everyone's gaze, Xiao Tian and Cao Wu lowered their heads in unison, pretending not to hear, or turned their heads away and pretended to talk to the people next to them, turning a blind eye and a deaf ear to Wang Hao's pleas for help.
"You...you guys!" Seeing this, Wang Hao felt a surge of rage well up inside him, almost making him vomit blood. These two bastards! Just a moment ago they were fawning over him like lapdogs, practically licking his toes, and now they're pretending to be deaf and dumb? He cursed them inwardly, secretly harboring a deep grudge against them.
Seeing that he wasn't getting anywhere with the male classmates, Wang Hao quickly turned his pleading gaze to the female classmates present. He figured that girls were soft-hearted and might be more likely to sympathize with him.
However, he was disappointed again. When the female classmates met his gaze, some showed a little sympathy, but more so helplessness and distance. They then gently shook their heads or looked away, their expressions clearly saying, "There's nothing I can do to help."
Chen Jun took all this in and calmly concluded: "It seems that your 'character' and 'popularity' among your classmates are indeed not very good. Everyone's eyes are discerning."
"I'm not...I..." Wang Hao tried to make one last struggle, his voice dry and hoarse.
"Enough!" Wang Dong, who had been observing coldly, finally spoke impatiently, his voice carrying the authority and unquestionable indifference of a superior. "The facts are clear. It must be because you've always been too arrogant, looking down on everyone and even your own country, that you've ended up in this state of being universally hated and abandoned! You don't even realize it yourself, it's truly pathetic and lamentable! Stop bothering General Chen and his wife here, it's affecting everyone's mood. Security!"
He raised his voice and called out towards the door. The hotel security guard, who had been waiting at the door and heard the commotion, responded and entered.
"Please 'invite' this gentleman out. He is no longer a guest of our hotel, nor is it appropriate for him to remain here for the party," Wang Dong ordered coldly.
"No! No! I came here for a class reunion! You can't do this! Chairman Wang! General Chen! An Ran! Give me another chance..." Wang Hao panicked completely, shouting in a daze, trying to struggle.
Two well-trained security guards, however, showed no mercy. They grabbed his arms, one on each side, and dragged him away from the private room without a word. His pleas and struggles quickly faded into the distance, eventually disappearing at the end of the corridor.
The private room returned to silence, but the atmosphere was completely different.
The remaining students exchanged bewildered glances. After the initial shock, a new emotion began to emerge—awe of Chen Jun's identity and influence, coupled with a desire to curry favor and befriend him. This is the reality of society: when true strength and status are revealed, the prevailing sentiment shifts immediately.
Several classmates who had just been sympathetic or gossipy about An Ran's situation now had enthusiastic and even somewhat fawning smiles on their faces, and they all gathered around, wanting to talk to Chen Jun.
An Ran knew her husband all too well. He was calm and collected, disliked showing off, and loathed such hypocritical socializing and sudden flattery. Seeing the dramatic change in her classmates' attitudes, she felt little pleasure, but rather a sense of boredom. She gently tugged at Chen Jun's sleeve and whispered, "Let's go."
Chen Jun had the same idea. He simply nodded slightly to the crowd that had gathered around him, then took An Ran's hand and calmly left the now-distorted class reunion room under the gazes of the crowd, which were filled with envy, awe, or curiosity.
Stepping outside the hotel, a cool night breeze swept over me, dispelling the lingering noise and stuffiness of the private room. The streets were bustling with traffic, neon lights flashing.
An Ran looked up at Chen Jun's well-defined profile, her face apologetic, and said softly, "I'm sorry, if I had known it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have insisted on bringing you. It was supposed to be a simple reunion of old classmates, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
Chen Jun stopped, turned around, and faced her. His deep eyes looked particularly gentle under the streetlights.
He tightened his grip on An Ran's hand and smiled, "How can I blame you? It's not your fault. Occasionally coming to the human world and interacting with different circles allows you to see some of the problems in society more clearly. For example, tonight, didn't we see firsthand what 'worshiping foreign things and fawning over foreigners' really means? It seems that the comprehensive establishment and enhancement of our national self-confidence still has a long way to go, and many people still think that the moon is rounder and the air is sweeter in foreign countries."