In the Mercedes heading to Yuqing Town.
Huang Youcai rubbed his face, swollen from being struck by Liu Zixuan, a look of anger on his face.
Next to him, Director Lu didn't dare to utter a sound. After a while, he asked softly, "Mr. Huang, were you serious about the investment you mentioned just now?"
"What do you think?" Huang Youcai snorted coldly, "Director Lu, I can't take this beating for nothing."
"Your instructions, please."
"Go and find someone to teach him a harsh lesson," Huang Youcai said.
Director Lu pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Don't worry, I'll call someone to handle this as soon as I return."
"Get off here. I need to go to the hospital." Huang Youcai instructed the driver to stop the car.
Forced to get out of the car, Director Lu was full of anger, clenching his fist and cursing, "It's all your fault, you damn village doctor. The good investment got messed up, and now I'm kicked out of the car. Left here in the middle of nowhere, do I have to walk back?"
