Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 497: I Want to Be the General Manager of Luo’s Group_1

Chapter 497: Chapter 497: I Want to Be the General Manager of Luo’s Group_1

"Be good, wait for me at home. If you get bored, go to the mall and do some shopping,"

Tao Pinggui pinched Luo Zitong’s cheek and whispered in her ear, "Baby, we’ll continue tonight."

"Stop it!"

Luo Zitong’s face flushed with embarrassment as she whispered in a voice as thin as a mosquito’s, "I’m not yet well..."

"Heh, there’s only dead bulls, no exhausted fields."

Tao Pinggui chuckled, pinched Luo Zitong’s body, and strutted off.

Watching Tao Pinggui leave the Luo Family mansion, the old lady couldn’t restrain her joy anymore and began waving her hands in the air.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Luo Yuantu also had a smile spread across his face, "Mom, our Luo Family has hope of rising again!"

"Of course!"

The old lady said excitedly, "With the support of Tao Family, even if we can’t become one of the Four Great Families, we can at least become a first-class household in Jiangling City!"

Chen Guihua, however, was eyeing her daughter’s bank card, "Zi Tong, that bank card Xiao Tao gave you has so much money. You’re always so absent-minded. What if you lose it by accident? You might as well hand it over to mom for safekeeping."

"No way!"

Luo Zitong bit her lip, her voice cracking as she held back tears, "This is the money I got for selling myself. I can’t give it to you..."

Her mention of the money she got for selling herself instantly dampened the joyous mood of everyone present.

It was undeniable that it was Luo Zitong’s sacrifice that had given the Luo Group a chance at survival.

The fact that a great family had to rely on a frail girl for its lifeline was indeed an irony.

In the end, it was Luo Xuanran who loved his sister the most. With a soft sigh, he pulled her into an embrace, speaking with palpable heartache, "Zi Tong, I’m sorry, I couldn’t protect you..."

"Brother, you have nothing to be sorry for. I chose this myself!" Luo Zitong raised her head, her eyes filled with determination, "From today on, I won’t let anyone look down on me again!"

With that, she turned to the old lady and said firmly, "Grandmother, now that you’ve regained control of Luo’s Group, I want to make a request!"

Given that their granddaughter had single-handedly revived Luo’s Group, the old lady certainly wouldn’t refuse her request. She smiled warmly and affectionately said, "Zi Tong, you are our Luo Family’s great hero. Speak your request."

"I want to be the general manager of Luo’s Group!"

...

Meanwhile, at the Sofitel Hotel’s top floor in room 8808.

There was a young man sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He was dressed in a blue Armani suit with a slicked-back hairstyle, his hands intertwined and rested against his lips as he gazed indifferently at the scenery outside.

His demeanor was as if he were looking over his own domain.

Sofitel Hotel, a new five-star establishment in Jiangling, had only just opened in May of this year. As the second tallest building in Jiangling City, it was like the Sofitel Hotel in that very few people knew who the actual owner behind this hotel was.

Although not as tall as the Shengtian Group-invested Sofitel Hotel, in terms of room decor and dining quality, the Sofitel Hotel was actually no less luxurious than the other.

However, the other Sofitel had been built longer and was the tallest building in Jiangling City. Coupled with the reputation of the Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant, it was undoubtedly regarded as the number one hotel by the citizens of Jiangling.

Ding-dong...

Someone rang the doorbell outside the room.

The young man turned around and snapped his fingers. A butler-dressed middle-aged man then opened the door and said respectfully, "Second Master, hello!"

"Hmm."

As he entered the room, Tao Pinggui nodded and said indifferently, "You can leave. I will have a word with Dong Lai."

"Yes!"

The butler nodded, then left, closing the door behind him softly.

"Second Uncle, you’re here. Care for a glass of ’82 Lafite?"

The young man smiled slightly upon seeing Tao Pinggui coming over, took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, poured a small glass, and handed it over.

"Hmm."

Tao Pinggui didn’t stand on ceremony, took the wine glass, sat in the sofa by the window, crossed his legs, swirled the wine in his glass, and started speaking, "Dong Lai, how is that drug you developed doing? Did Gui Nongsang agree to your proposal?"

The young man with dyed silver hair wasn’t just anybody—he was Tao Wenqiang’s eldest son, Tao Donglai.

As the legitimate heir, he was also the sole designated successor of Tao Corporation.

Just like many other families who train their successors, Wenqiang put Tao Donglai in charge of the family’s most profitable business, the pharmaceutical industry.

This trip to Jiangling happened to coincide with Tao Donglai’s discovery of something unexpected.

Gui Nongsang, a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, whose fame rivaled that of the renowned healer in Dragon City, had appeared in Jiangling. Moreover, he intended to stay and open a clinic here.

A man is known by the company he keeps, and Elder Gui was considered the second only to the healer of Dragon City in the TCM circle.

Conveniently, Tao Corporation had developed a new medical product which still lacked a TCM consultant. Once Tao Donglai learned of Gui Nongsang’s presence in Jiangling, he immediately prepared a generous gift and invited Gui Nongsang to become their pharmaceutical advisor.

Unfortunately, Gui Nongsang had shown no interest in these affairs.

"The drug is still undergoing clinical trials, and we expect results in the next day or two,"

At the mention of Gui Nongsang, Tao Donglai’s expression instantly darkened as he spoke displeasedly, "However, that fame-chasing old man Gui didn’t even let me through the gate, let alone discuss any partnership with me."

"Second Uncle, how about you? I heard you went to the Luo Family Villa last night and didn’t return for the whole night. You didn’t fall for Miss Luo, did you?"

The latter part of the young man’s speech was clearly meant to tease, but he accidentally hit the mark.

"Cough... Kind of,"

Tao Pinggui gave a sheepish smile and changed the subject, "Tomorrow night, I’m planning to go to the Spring Breeze Restaurant to accompany Zi Tong in meeting that Mo Han. Would you like to join us?"