President’s Contract Wife

In the distance, a Lamborghini Hermès worth 300 million yuan, with eagle-like eyes, stared coldly at the actions of the two people, until the two disappeared, and then coldly commanded: "Keep up."

"Yes." The driver dashed away like the cruelest guard.

"Have you seen it? It's Laborghini Hermes...worth 380 million yuan," some drivers who came to pick up the nobles and young masters at the school gate couldn't help but stare at the driver next to him.

The driver also stretched out his head and looked shocked, "I thought our young master was the richest in City A. I really want to know who the person in that car is?"

Like a silver light, Lamborghini disappeared at the end of the street, but left a kind of death and staring excitement in the hearts of those who saw it. To be able to see such a car, the person in the car must be a rich man.

Qichuan Hospital.

Mu Zixi and Lin Nuofan got out of the car and ran all the way into the hospital. At the entrance of the hospital, there were nurses who were helping the patients to leave, and some staff who were not in the hospital shuttled through them.

"Hurry up and help. The hospital must be vacated tonight. The president requested that it be transformed into a private noble hospital tomorrow." A man dressed in a black suit and standing at the entrance of the hospital commanded himself motionlessly. The person who directs the person pushing the instrument away from him.

Mu Zixi's nearly collapsed nerves were cut off at that moment, and the meteor rushed forward, "Who are you! Bandits! Why should we move out before tonight? It's getting dark now, you let the patients go." where!"

She can't go! Even if it is only one night, she will fight for, buy time, and make arrangements. Mu Zixi yelled and gave up. Unexpectedly, the man didn't move at all. He nodded to the assistant beside him, and the assistant beside him handed over a wad of banknotes.

"This is compensation, five thousand yuan, enough to stop your mouth." The assistant gave Mu Zixi a glance. He sees a lot of this kind of people, and there were countless family members arguing just now, five thousand yuan. It's all done. This is a great thing. As usual, the hospital has signed a purchase agreement and does not need to take care of patients at all. However, the above is such a big deal, they don't need to keep their breath.

Mu Zixi looked at the banknote handed over by the little assistant, only to feel dazzling.

"Five thousand yuan? Compensation? Ha! Who are you! Money is great!" She is very poor and lacks money, but she is definitely not a stray dog ​​that anyone can drive away!

The man with the same expression twitched his mouth and said, "You woman don't want to be shameless."

"Zixi, calm down." Lin Nuofan had never seen Mu Zixi look so uncontrollable. He knew that she could no longer bear such a blow.

Lin Nuofan stood opposite the man and said to the man, "I am the dean of this hospital and the nephew of Mr. Lin Han. Although you acquired Qichuan Hospital, the time to transfer patients was too hasty. Some patients still I can't settle down. As the dean, I think I need to ask you to give the patient one more day." Lin Nuofan was more serious than ever, with a serious expression that made the other party have to face his problems squarely.

"Are you Dean Lin?" the man asked with some disbelief, and then changed his words: "We are also following orders. As for other things, we can't control." The man still doesn't change his face, his voice is indifferent, as if thunderous. In general, he continued: "Our chairman naturally knows that I can't help the patient. He has tried his best to compensate. Five thousand yuan is not enough, and...before you came, the other patients had agreed." The man seemed to smile. He mocked Lin Nuofan's proposal when he looked like it.

Lin Nuofan couldn't help gritting his teeth, "You are too much! I am still the director of this hospital! I have the right to ask you to leave here now! Come again in a day!" Lin Nuofan's original image of a prince burst into anger. .

Mu Zixi only felt that Lin Nuofan was the only one left in the world, and she was relying on her. Standing by Lin Nuofan's side, she only felt courage gathered together again, as long as he was there, she was not afraid of anything. Lin Nuofan couldn't help but silence the man opposite, and the assistant beside him turned pale, as if he didn't know what to say.

"You are no longer the director of this hospital." Suddenly, a voice that was as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, enough to make the whole world be icy sounded, and the aura that made the whole body cold, made the dead look back.