Little Ding, you're awake. Do you want to go out for a run with me? "
Father Di walked out of the room in sportswear and greeted him with a smile.
"Okay, it's good to exercise. I usually get up early to run at home."
Ding Ning told a white lie without blushing or panting. At his level of cultivation, he didn't need to exercise at all. One Circulatory Cycle was thousands of times more effective than exercise.
"Well, there are not many young people who can persist in exercising."
Father Di liked his future son-in-law more and more and praised him with a smile.
"Don't listen to him. You don't even have sportswear. How can you run?"
Mother Di knew that Father Di was pretending to run and wanted to take Ding Ning out to show off his son-in-law, so she immediately objected angrily.
"Auntie, it's okay. I brought sportswear."
Ding Ning pointed to a travel bag under the sofa.
Mother Di was confused. When did Ding Ning bring his luggage? Why didn't she see it yesterday?
"Haha, then change your clothes quickly. I'll wait for you at the door."
Father Di was a little careless and really thought that Ding Ning had brought his luggage. He glanced at Mother Di proudly and went out by himself.
Ding Ning smiled at Mother Di, picked up his luggage, went to the bathroom, and changed into white sportswear.
With the Storage Ring, he didn't need to bring any luggage. Everything was just a camouflage. With the strength of his Divine Awareness, it was just a matter of thinking to create an environment in front of ordinary people like Father Di and Mother Di.
Seeing that he insisted, Mother Di couldn't object and said eagerly, "Don't run for too long. Come back for breakfast later."
"Okay, I'll be back soon."
Ding Ning answered with a smile, opened the door, and went out.
Looking at Ding Ning's perfect figure and back, Mother Di smiled widely, glanced at the closed door of Diba's room, and muttered in a low voice full of resentment, "Xilin is too much. She has her own home but doesn't go back. She is delaying me from having a grandson."
"Mulati, who is this young man?"
Diba's house was assigned to Mulati's unit, and his neighbors were all colleagues of the Qingjiang Song and Dance Troupe. Seeing that there was a handsome young man beside Father Di, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"This is Diba's boyfriend, Xiaoding from Ninghai."
Father Di jogged as he introduced the restaurant with a reserved expression on his face.
"Diba has a boyfriend? Haha, not bad, this guy is very handsome. What does he do?"
More than ten neighbors who were running in the morning were about the same age as Di's father. Hearing this, they all ran side by side with them with great interest, inquiring curiously.
"Little Ding is the dean of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anaesthesia of Ninghai University and a special professor of Ninghai University."
Father Di beamed with joy and said proudly.
If Ding Ning was not too young and worried that these guys would not believe him if he told them that he was an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, he would have told them his important identity.
"He's already a professor at such a young age. He's a high-level intellectual."
"Wow, the dean of Ninghai University? He's really young and promising. Diba has good foresight. "
"Ninghai University is a well-known university. Mulati, your son-in-law is amazing."
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Everyone instantly cried out in surprise and praised in succession, causing Father Di to feel deeply honored, and he was grinning from ear to ear.
Facing everyone's kind eyes, Ding Ning smiled politely, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that Father Di's morning jog was fake, but his real intention was to show off his son-in-law.
However, if he could make the old man happy, he was naturally happy to cooperate. People lived for the envy of others. Satisfying the old man's vanity was also a kind of filial piety.
Since he had been shown off by Diba as his pride, he might as well let Father Di be more proud.
As a result, the good morning jog became a free clinic on the spot.
Therefore, a good morning run turned into a free clinic on the spot. They were all old colleagues and neighbors of Di Jiu's father, and they usually got along quite well. Helping them get rid of some of their physical discomfort was just a small effort. Moreover, they could also let Di Jiu's father do them a favor, so why not?
These neighbors originally had some doubts in their hearts that Diba's father was bragging, but as Ding Ning cured their old problems one by one, that trace of doubt immediately disappeared. They praised Ding Ning one by one, saying that Diba had good taste, which made Diba's father gain a lot of face, and he was so happy that his eyes narrowed into slits.
Surrounded by everyone, Father Di was flattered in every way. He was even more glorious than when Diba became a famous artist, which made him forget himself. He waved his hand and said generously, "My son-in-law is a miracle-working doctor, and there is no disease that he can't cure. If your relatives and friends have any disease, just come to me."
Now, he didn't know who immediately spread the news. The news spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and they called their friends. More and more people came after hearing the news and formed a long line. Even those who were sick or not joined in the fun. Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
But seeing that Father Di was in such a good mood and bragged, he couldn't refute him, so he could only patiently help them treat their diseases.
If Mother Di hadn't waited for them for a long time but didn't see them come back, and her mobile phone was left at home, she had to come out to find them. When she heard the neighbors congratulating her, she knew what was going on. She was so angry that she ran to grab Father Di's ear and forcibly dispersed the crowd. Ding Ning estimated that he would be too busy even at night.
"Go for a morning jog. Why do you need to see a doctor? Little Ding ran back and forth so hard yesterday, and he didn't sleep well at night. You only know how to make trouble for him."
After returning home, Mother Di started to roar like a lion and scolded Father Di, whose head was drooping.
Father Di and Xilin covered their mouths and snickered, as if they had long been used to such a scene.
Although Ding Ning knew that Mother Di cared about her prospective son-in-law, he couldn't bear to see Father Di's pitiful look, so he hurriedly said with a smile, "Auntie, don't blame uncle. I saw that an uncle in my neighbor's body was not very good and had an occupational disease, so I helped him treat it. I didn't expect the news to spread, so it became such a situation."
"Little Ding, I know you want to cover for him. I have learned from the neighbors that this old thing can't keep his mouth shut. He even said," If your relatives and friends have any diseases, feel free to come to me. "Bah, what's the use of coming to you? Can you see a doctor? "
The first half of Mother Di's sentence was kind to Ding Ning, but the second half of the sentence was fierce to Father Di.
Ding Ning smiled helplessly. Well, he couldn't help Father Di even if he wanted to. Mother Di only flew into a rage after figuring out the situation.
"Well, Mom, hurry up and eat, or the food will get cold."
Seeing his father's pitiful look, Diba couldn't bear it, so he opened his mouth to smooth things over.
"Well, Little Ding, hurry up and eat. You should be hungry after being busy for a long time."
Mother Di greeted Ding Ning enthusiastically and didn't even look at Father Di.
Father Di felt as if he had been pardoned. He hurriedly sat at the table and secretly gave Diba a thumbs up. It was still a daughter who loved her father.
"Who let you eat? You will be full after seeing a doctor. Why do you want to eat?"
Unexpectedly, Mother Di didn't intend to let him go at all and shouted at him.
Father Di looked embarrassed, holding a piece of fragrant oil in his hand. He didn't know whether to eat it or not.
"Well, Mom, Xilin and Ding Ning are here. You should save some face for Dad."
At the critical moment, the considerate cotton-padded jacket was very helpful. Diba's words made Mother Di lose her temper. She glared at Father Di resentfully and said nothing.
Father Di breathed a sigh of relief and buried his head in eating, not daring to provoke Mother Di who was angry.
Mother Di's anger came and went quickly. With a smile, she kept asking Ding Ning to eat more, and the atmosphere soon relaxed again.
Soon, the atmosphere eased again.
Ring, ring!
The urgent phone rang. Ding Ning wiped his hands, took out the phone, looked at the caller ID, and immediately pressed the answer button. "Feng Jie, have you arrived?"
"Yes, we are now at the gate of the Provincial Supervisory Commission."
Feng Jie's voice came from the phone.
"Okay, wait a minute. I will call Governor Cheng and ask him to arrange someone to pick you up."
Ding Ning said briefly and hung up the phone. Only then did he find that everyone at the table was looking at him. He touched his nose embarrassedly and smiled embarrassedly. "I have finished eating. I will go to make a phone call first. You eat slowly."
After Ding Ning finished the phone call on the balcony, Diba asked curiously, "Who is it?"
"Oh, Feng Jie, the CEO of my sister's company, came to Wushi to invest."
Ding Ning answered casually.
Diba showed a thoughtful look. "Is it to take over Huayang Group?"
"Not to take over Huayang Group, but to take over the mess left by them. Although the father and son of the Li family have fallen, Huayang Group's investment in Wushi will continue. Otherwise, it will become a protective talisman for the father and son of the Li family."
Ding Ning said lightly.
That night, he and Governor Cheng had a secret talk for so long to discuss this matter.
Huayang Group was called a multinational group, but in fact, it was only listed in the United States and had a few overseas branches. In essence, it was still a family-style management model, and the shareholders were all the Li family.
Now that the father and son of the Li family were arrested, it was hard to guarantee that the Li family's shareholders would not secretly incite the employees of Huayang Group to collectively make trouble, threatening to refuse to continue investing in Wushi as a protective talisman for the father and son of the Li family to escape legal sanctions.
This was also what Governor Cheng was most worried about. Once there was a group incident, he, as the governor, would not be able to escape the blame. That would really be a lose-lose situation.
Therefore, Longteng Group's entry into Wushi was inevitable. Didn't Huayang Group want to go on strike? Fine, if you don't do it, Longteng Group can naturally take over, and Huayang Group will pay the sky-high penalty fee to the government because of this.
As for those employees who caused trouble, the reason why they caused trouble was nothing more than that they were worried about losing their jobs. As long as their jobs and salaries were guaranteed, they had no reason to cause trouble.
Those who caused trouble were people with ulterior motives. For such people, the government would never be soft-hearted. Those who should be arrested would be arrested, and those who should be sentenced would be sentenced.
In front of the Provincial Supervisory Commission, Feng Jie and the elites of Longteng Group were waiting patiently with their backs straight. In fact, as the end of the year was approaching, they were now in a semi-holiday state.
But for these overseas elites who were used to a fast-paced life, work was the focus of their lives. It didn't matter whether the holiday was a holiday or not. As long as there was a challenging job, they would put aside their holiday and devote themselves to work without hesitation.
With such a group of workaholics, this was also one of the reasons why Longteng Group could develop to its current scale in just over two years.
Before coming, Chairman Ding had already held a short meeting with them. They were very clear about what they were here to do. To be able to expand territory in Qingjiang Province and set up a subsidiary company with the support of the Provincial Supervisory Commission and the local government, for them, this was a job with no technical difficulty at all.
A soldier who didn't want to be a general was not a good soldier. Although they had a coveted annual salary, each of them had their own dreams and pursuits.
Chairman Ding had already personally promised that whoever performed outstandingly in this work would be handed over to that person to take charge of Qing Jiang subsidiary. This made this group of elites all look as if they were injected with chicken blood and full of energy, waiting to show off their skills.
It should be known that a subsidiary company was an independent legal person controlled by the parent company. Becoming the person in charge of a subsidiary company was equivalent to becoming a governor and having a certain say. For them, this was undoubtedly a great attraction.
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