Chapter 168
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Chairman Huang learned about what happened in the restaurant that day from He Maoming and Manager Sun. After he woke up, the attending doctor also told him that if he had not met Jiang Yao, his life would have most likely been lost in that restaurant.
"Hello, Chairman Huang." Jiang Yao walked over and greeted him. Then, she stood at the side and let Chairman Huang look at her.
It was not like she was unpresentable. If Chairman Huang wanted to look at her, then he could look at her.
"Good, good, good. Of course, I'm fine!" Chairman Huang retracted his gaze. When he smiled again, his smile was obviously more sincere. At this moment, he really liked the calm and composed young lady in front of him. It was rare for an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl to have such a calm temperament. "I'm fine, it's all thanks to you! Young lady, you're my savior. "
When Jiang Yao saved him, she did not consider this person's identity. She just happened to sense that this person's identity was not simple, but she did not expect him to be the chairman of Hairun Group.
Before her rebirth, her life had nothing to do with the people in these circles. She could not recognize the famous people in Nanjiang City.
However, the chairman of Hairun Group was really kind beyond her expectations.
"Dad, I made the decision to donate all the construction in the Western District to Nanjiang Medical University and build a gratitude building," Huang Seung-jeong said.
"Good! You did a good job! " Chairman Huang nodded and praised his eldest son in his heart. His eldest son had always been reliable. Although Huang Seung-jeong did not tell him in advance, he believed that his eldest son had his own reasons for doing so.
Jiang Yao raised her eyes and glanced at Huang Seung-jeong. However, she quickly looked away, so Huang Seung-jeong did not notice.
She thought that donating the gratitude building to the school was the result of Chairman Huang and Huang Seung-jeong's discussion. It turned out that it was Huang Seung-jeong's last-minute idea in the morning. No wonder when Huang Seung-jeong said those words on the stage in the morning, Principal Wen's expression was very uneasy.
Then, why did Huang Seung-jeong suddenly decide to spend so much money on the construction of the Western District of the school?
"Jiang Yao, you saved me. As a form of gratitude, do you have anything you want? As long as my Hairun Group can do it, just say it. " Chairman Huang really wanted to give something as a form of gratitude. After all, his life was saved by Jiang Yao. If Jiang Yao had not saved him in time and ignored everyone's persuasion and insisted on resuscitating him until the doctor came, then, he did not know what situation he would have been in.
When Principal Wen came, he had guessed that Chairman Huang would give Jiang Yao something as a form of gratitude. He guessed that it would most likely be the most practical thing, money. Although money was not omnipotent, sometimes, money could really buy a lot of things, such as the kindness of saving a life.
But now, hearing that Chairman Huang actually let Jiang Yao mention it herself, how much did he like Jiang Yao?
"Chairman Huang, are you really not afraid that I'll ask for too much?" Jiang Yao giggled. Wasn't he afraid that she would ask for the Huang family's Hairun Group?
How could Jiang Yao not understand? Chairman Huang trusted her, right?
Perhaps it was because Jiang Yao's words were too straightforward, but Chairman Huang was instead happy. He patted the chair beside him and let Jiang Yao sit down. "Tell me, what do you want from the lion's mouth? Do you want the stars in the sky, or the moon? "
"En ~" Jiang Yao pretended to think for a while, and then replied with a very serious expression, "I want the entire universe."
"Haha! Then you'll have to go find Ultraman! "Chairman Huang immediately laughed heartily.
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