Spiritualist In Korea: Chapter 204 Assists from pig opponents
"Master, Liao Bin wants to see you."
In a luxurious villa, Long Tianao was playing games with his Apple phone with an irritable face. He was called by a middle-aged man, and the character he controlled instantly gameover.
Throwing away the phone angrily, Long Tianao asked impatiently, "Who is Liao Bin? Can any unknown person see me? Du Ping, if you don't want to stay with me to do things, just say, my father and I Say."
The middle-aged man turned a blind eye to Long Tianao's complaints. He was the old man of the Long family, and he was young with Long Tianao's father, Long Chengen. Because Long Tianao disgraced his father in Korea, Long Chengen sent Du Ping to his son's side to watch him.
"Liao Bin is Elder Liao's grandson. He probably came to ask for money."
"Old Liao? Who is this?"
Du Ping explained patiently: "Elder Liao is the old master of Long Xiangju. He was fired by the owner a few years ago. The old man is also furious. In order to compensate Mr. Liao, he can get a pension every year."
Listening to Du Ping mentioning Long Xiangju, Long Tianao felt as uncomfortable as eating Xiang Xiang. His father, Long Chengen, avoided him, but since his grandfather was still there, he couldn't ignore it, so he threw the burden directly into Long Tianao's hands.
In charge of a shop specializing in pickles, Long Tianao felt that it would bring down the style of his home. If it wasn't for Grandpa's life and death, Long Tianao would have sold Long Xiangju without saying a word, and the province would continue to be embarrassed.
"Since the old immortal has been fired, what kind of money do you still get? The times are developing, and Longxiangju must keep pace with the times. In the future, the personnel and finance of Longxiangju will be modernized, and such unnecessary expenditures cannot happen again. !"
Du Ping nodded, he and Long Tianao thought the same way, the old man is just too nostalgic, which is not good.
"Then I'll go out and send Liao Bin away."
Long Tianao waved his hand, motioning for Du Ping to make his own decisions.
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Outside the villa, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is waiting anxiously.
This person is Liao Bin.
After finally waiting for Young Master Long to come back, he must get back the money that Grandpa was embezzled. Seeing that the day of surgery is getting closer and closer, without this money, wouldn't Grandpa have to wait to die?
Until Du Ping appeared in front of him indifferently, "You go, don't come here again."
"Director Du, my grandfather's money is waiting to be saved. They stole my grandfather's money. This is what Mr. Long personally promised. Please remember my grandfather's contribution to Long Xiangju and save his life!" Liao Bin He almost knelt down for Du Ping.
My parents both passed away in a car accident the year before, and my grandfather couldn't afford to be ill because of his grief. In more than a year, the only remaining savings in the family was spent on medical expenses.
I finally learned from my grandfather that I can still receive a sum of money every year from my old employer. After a few years, it will almost cover the up-front cost of the operation.
Unexpectedly, when Liao Bin came to ask questions, the disciples and grandchildren brought out by the grandfather of Long Xiangju actually secretly shared the old man's money in private.
In a fit of rage, when he found out what Long Xiangju was actually saying at this time, the elders of the Long family were here, so he went directly to the door for help.
"Elder Long has stopped asking about the actual operation of Long Xiangju, and now it is under the control of Young Master Long. He doesn't recognize this expenditure, so you should give up!"
Du Ping's calm words were undoubtedly a heavy hammer that struck Liao Bin's heart.
Together, Liao Bin also has a grudge against Mr. Long, who he has never seen before...
I don't know how I got back to the hospital, looking at my grandfather who was sleeping on the hospital bed, showing a painful expression from time to time. Does Liao Bin dare to tell the truth?
dare not.
Grandpa highly respects Elder Long, and usually does not allow himself to speak ill of the Long family.
What's wrong?
The Long family doesn't say that they will be fired if they are fired. Any pension is a lie. If you are really serious, how can you be invaded by those villains in the store?
To put it bluntly, in the eyes of those rich people, grandpa and him are irrelevant at all!
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This trivial matter is not on Long Tianao's heart, even the experienced Du Ping doesn't think there is anything wrong.
An old master who needs their attention?
But in the eyes of some conscientious people, it means that there is an opportunity.
A few days ago, Li Mo thought of a way to open a pickle shop next to Longxiang Residence, ready to fight against Taiwan.
Fan Jun didn't think it was a good idea, but out of his friend's loyalty, he still tried his best to collect information about Longxiangju for Li Mo.
No, today I found a piece of news that interests him.
"Master Liao Jiaping is an authoritative figure in the pickles industry. The most powerful thing is that he not only abides by the ancient recipes, but is also good at keeping pace with the times. After the reform and opening up, Long Xiangju has won unanimous praise from domestic and foreign customers. Master Liao He has done a great job!"
"I didn't expect such a meritorious person to end up like this! After being tragically dismissed by Long Chengen, the pension promised by Mr. Long was also seized by the apprentice he brought out. The only grandson came to ask for help, but was also taken by Long Tianao. Ruthlessly drive away."
"Tsk tsk, if Elder Long knew about it, Long Tianao and his son would inevitably have another meal of braised pork with bamboo shoots!"
Fan Jun said with a gleeful smile, Long Tianao has always considered himself superior, and in the gatherings of the circle, he has mocked Fan Jun more than once for being a **** who only digs food in the ground.
Fan Jun has a broad heart and does not want to have the same knowledge as Long Tianao. His low-key performance becomes a cowardly expression in Long Tianao's eyes, and it becomes more and more serious.
Rao is that no matter how lenient Fan Jun was, he couldn't bear it any longer. Helping Li Mo is undoubtedly out of friendship and loyalty, and there is no lack of hope that Li Mo will teach Long Tianao another lesson.
"I have asked the hospital, and Master Liao's condition seems serious. But as long as the surgery is done in time, the problem is not really that big. Now his grandson Liao Bin has a lot of resentment towards the Long family. If we lend a helping hand in time, the pickle shop will ask for more money. Didn't the master find it?"
Li Mochi questioned: "I think this Master Liao has a deep affection for Long Xiangju. Will he be willing to join us and fight against Long Xiangju?"
Fan Jun patted his chest and assured: "You can rest assured! No matter how good Long Xiangju is, can it be better than his own family? Now the Liao family is left with Master Liao and his grandson. The old man always has to think about his grandson. As for the old relationship, It's a fart in front of family!"
"Alright then, I'll go with you too!"
At this time, Liao Bin is facing a difficult choice.
"Mr. Liao, the patient's condition can't be delayed any longer. You said three days ago that you could pay for the surgery, but now? All the work is ready, but you tell me you have no money?"
"What kind of surgery do you want us to arrange without money? You are wasting public resources and caring about the lives of other patients!"
"Doctor, please give me a few days of grace. I will be able to pay for the surgery soon. If you do the surgery for my grandfather first, I promise not to lose a penny!"
The attending doctor sneered: "You promise? I promise I can win the lottery! Just a word of mouth and want me to believe it?"
"Take it down, I see a lot of people like you!" The doctor shook his head and left.
Liao Bin was sitting on the chair in a slump, and a big man's tears fell on the floor. Master Liao Jiaping on the hospital bed, his eyelids kept beating, obviously he had already woken up.
"Excuse me, is this Master Liao Jiaping's ward?"
Through the opened door of the ward, two young men in good clothes walked in, one of them was ordinary-looking, carrying a basket of fruits, and asked with a smile.