The next day, at 8 o'clock in the morning—

Before Song Zhichao had time to have breakfast, he took a taxi to Macau's "Jinghu Hospital" to visit the injured Fu Jiajun.

When Song Zhichao came to the VIP ward, Fu Jiajun was talking and laughing with the beautiful nurse.

"You don't know. Once I was eating in the UK. The ghost guy thought I had no money and looked down on me very much. At that time, I pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger. I pretended to be poor, but ordered a large table of food. He stared at me throughout the process, for fear that I would run the order."

"In the end, I just ate a few bites of the dishes I thought were pretty good, and then I said, your dishes are too bad, not as delicious as our Chinese dishes. When he was about to get angry, I threw out a stack of pounds and told him to settle the other tips before the meal! Hahaha, you didn't see his surprise at that time, and now I remember it clearly!"

The beautiful nurse followed Fu Jiajun and took his temperature as she turned around and realized that Song Zhichao had come in at some point.

The beautiful nurse's cheeks turned red and she said, "It's done, the body temperature is normal, I'll show up first." She seemed a little embarrassed to see her and Fu Jiajun jokingly.

Seeing the beautiful nurse go out, Fu Jiajun complained to Song Zhichao and said, "You are really the wrong time. Didn't you see me contacting our nurse?"

"I didn't expect that you could still be so energetic after being injured."

"What, I am having fun in suffering. Oh, as soon as you say it, my legs start to hurt again." Fu Jiajun frowned and pretended to behave.

Song Zhichao smiled, "Your acting skills are so bad, it looks like your legs are much better."

"It's better, but it's just a swelling. I still can't walk around. Tell me, I'm so hurt, but my family hasn't come to visit me yet. It's okay if my sister Fu Qingying doesn't come, I didn't expect her to be nice to me, my younger sister Fu Qingrou... Well, she's forgot, after all, she's the person who needs the most in the Fu family. But my dad... it's too unreasonable if he doesn't come!"

"You called him?"

"Of course I was beaten. I was injured so seriously, of course I had to let him know." Fu Jiajun said again, "But I am not that spoiled. I just said I was injured a little, so he should not be too worried. You said, I am filial enough!"

Song Zhichao smiled and didn't answer, and suddenly said, "I'll help you with revenge."

Fu Jiajun: “…”

"Didn't you ask me to avenge you last night? I did it." Song Zhichao said.

"You did it? Did you beat Chen Yaoxing by racing?"

"No racing, just breaking one of his legs."

Fu Jiajun: "..." His expression was incredible.

"Tell me quickly, how did you do it!" Fu Jiajun came to his senses and hurriedly reached out to pull Song Zhichao to sit down, his eyes looking anxious and excited.

No wonder, I was so miserable by the damn Wan Chai Tiger Chen Yaoxing, so I was of course happy to take revenge.

When Song Zhichao saw him asking a question, he was about to speak, but Fu Jiajun said again: "Wait a minute, I will ask the nurse to come and talk about it while eating. Of course, we have to enjoy this kind of good thing slowly."

Song Zhichao: “…”

...

In the VIP ward—

The head of the bed was filled with various delicacies, candied fruits, raisins, crispy cakes, beef jerky, as well as grapes, apples, big duck pears, etc. Looking at the various foods, those who don’t know thought it was a "tea party" here.

In fact, it was almost the same. Fu Jiajun and Fu Ershu were eating, their eyes were lit, and they laughed from time to time. Song Zhichao was just picking up the key points and saying what happened last night.

Hearing the excitement, Fu Jiajun jumped out of the bed, put on one leg in a cast, and said, "Did he scream like this? Did those people help put out the fire like this? Is he miserable in the end?"

Faced with so many questions, Song Zhichao just smiled but didn't answer.

Fu Jiajun was anxious and ran to the bed again and said, "I knew you were amazing. I took revenge this time. Let's see how arrogant that Chen Yaoxing is."

Song Zhichao said seriously: "In fact, I don't think things are that simple."

"What's the meaning?"

"Don't you think it's too coincidental? You had a date with Miss He today, but you were injured last night."

"this……"

"You mean someone is making trouble behind the scenes?" Fu Jiajun was not stupid, and immediately thought of something.

Song Zhichao nodded.

Fu Jiajun looked at Song Zhichao and suddenly asked, "Achao, tell the truth, do you know something and haven't said it yet?"

Song Zhichao looked at Fu Jiajun's puzzled eyes and sighed, "Behind Chen Yaoxing is Cha Yongxiao."

Although he was prepared, Fu Jiajun was still shocked.

"It's him."

Of course, Fu Jiajun knew that the other people who competed with the Fu family for support from the Gambling King this time were the Cha family in Hong Kong.

"Chajia is a catering company, and the catering and hotel business are inseparable. If Chajia wants to expand the chain store, it must enter the hotel industry. Fulihua is the largest piece of fat in Macau. I think the Chajia's goal is to swallow Fulihua." Song Zhichao analyzed.

Fu Jiajun's face had long disappeared from the excitement he had before, and he became silent, not as heartless as before.

"Then this time Cha Yongxiao stopped me from seeing He Chaoqiong because his purpose was to be afraid that we would join forces?"

"Yes."

"Hahaha!" Fu Jiajun suddenly laughed, "That Cha Yongxiao is quite despicable, but he never expected that I was just injured so little, so I could still leave the hospital and see that Miss He!" After that, Fu Jiajun was about to get out of bed.

Song Zhichao suddenly said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"What's the meaning?"

"Cha Yongxiao is not an ordinary person and is very cautious in doing things. Since he has already made an open move, I'm afraid he has any other secret moves."

"Secret move? What else can he do!" Fu Jiajun said unconvincedly.

Before Song Zhichao could answer, he heard a voice saying, "His secret move has come out!"

As he spoke, an energetic old man walked in.

Seeing the visitor, Fu Jiajun couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Bad, why are you here?"

Song Zhichao's eyes flashed with surprise. It turned out that this person was Fu Jiajun's father, Fu Yunheng, the helmsman of the Fu family in Hong Kong today!

Fu Yunheng in front of him was very energetic, with thin face and gray temples. He was wearing a very comfortable blue gown. He was not like an ordinary Hong Kong tycoon, and he was wearing a suit and tie everywhere. He looked very traditional. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a very conservative teacher.

But Song Zhichao knew that he would never be deceived by the appearance in front of Fu Yunheng. He could inherit the family business and dominate Xiangjiang. After the Fu family withdrew from the gambling world, he could grow bigger by just seizing the hotel industry and become the overlord of the Hong Kong hotel industry today. Fu Yunheng was definitely not an ordinary person, at least not a very ordinary old man.

"Jia Jun, this must be your good friend A Chao." Fu Yunheng looked very kind and greeted Song Zhichao as soon as he entered the room.

Song Zhichao hurriedly said, "Yes, uncle, my name is Song Zhichao."

Fu Yunheng nodded, then looked at his beloved son: "Are you okay?" His tone was a little lighter, not as enthusiastic as Song Zhichao.

Fu Jiajun had a ghost in his heart, so he coughed and said, "It's okay - I started working as soon as I came to Macau. Unexpectedly... it was all the tricks that Cha Yongxiao was behind the scenes. He also sent someone to hurt my legs. A Chao found out!"

Fu Yunheng just nodded to Fu Jiajun's explanation, and didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Fu Jiajun said again: "Bad, what did you mean by what you said just now?"

"What does it mean, you can tell it yourself." Fu Yunheng signaled, and Uncle Cai, the driver who accompanied him, gave Fu Jiajun a newspaper.
Chapter completed!