Rebirth 2010: I add some points to be a boss

"It's just a gunshot wound. Why is it so serious?"

Chen Heyu frowned.

Lao Mo has been with him for four or five years, working diligently and conscientiously, but now he has to lose an arm, which is a bit difficult for him to accept.

"The trauma was too great. The bullet broke the radius and got stuck on the ulna. The nerves and blood vessels were all smashed. The injury to the palm was even more serious.

If the delay continues, if it causes bone marrow inflammation, the entire arm will not be saved. "

The doctor shook his head and reminded solemnly.

"I see."

Chen Heyu nodded slightly and leaned against the window in the corridor. The sunlight fell on half of his face, and the other half was particularly gloomy.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to the doctor, "I'll go in and see Lao Mo."

Then he put on a set of sterile clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Ding Mo was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were a little distracted, his face was pale, and his body was shaking slightly unconsciously.

"Old Mo."

Chen Heyu looked apologetic and called softly.

"Boss, what did the doctor say? Why haven't you come in to get the bullet?"

Ding Mo braced himself and asked.

"The doctor...the doctor said that your left forearm cannot be saved and needs to be amputated. I..."

Chen Heyu explained slowly, and when he got to the end, he couldn't help but stop speaking, unable to bear to say any more.

"I'm fine, boss. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to drive for you in the future."

Ding Mo opened his mouth, forced out a smile, and looked confused.

"Don't worry, you have to drive my car for the rest of your life."

Chen Heyu's eyes were red and he said seriously.

"Let the doctor come in. It's just half an arm. I can bear it."

There was a hint of sadness in Ding Mo's eyes. For a master of Bajiquan, losing half of his arm meant that he had lost most of his skills.

Thirty years of boxing training passed through my mind like a fleeting glance.

Practice three-nine in winter and dormant in summer.

He silently glanced at his left forearm and chose to accept it calmly.

"This matter will not end easily."

After Chen Heyu finished his sentence, he turned around and left, taking every step with great heaviness.

No matter who did it, they will have to pay the price!

When he came to a lounge, he took out his mobile phone, ignored dozens of missed calls, and said directly into the microphone: "Moss, enable the host permissions and immediately help me investigate the person behind this attack."

"Okay, the network information database and Moss terminal equipment are being retrieved in real time. It is expected to be completed in 71 hours and 20 minutes."

Moss replied.

The outside world was making a fuss, and the news of the attack on the founder of Shanhai Group quickly made headlines around the world.

The finger was quickly pointed at the Semiconductor Association of the United States, and some people even boldly speculated that it was the work of the Bedley Foundation.

"Buzz~!"

Chen Heyu sat by the bed and saw Luo Wenwen's call. He thought about it and pressed the answer button.

"Where are you? Are you injured? Why don't you answer the phone? Do you want me to worry to death?"

Luo Wenwen got angry for the first time and shouted at him loudly.

When she saw the news, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She quickly called Chen Heyu, but the line was always busy, which made her confused for a while.

If something happens to Chen Heyu, what will she and her daughter do?
"Sorry, I was in the operating room just now and I set my phone to silent. I didn't even scratch a piece of skin. It's just that Lao Mo's injury was a bit serious and half of his arm had to be amputated."

Chen Heyu said warmly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuu, don't answer my call next time."

Luo Wenwen sobbed and cried loudly, which made Chen Heyu feel quite distressed.

"I'm at Shanhai Hospital. You go notify Fang Ying and bring her here with you."

Chen Heyu exhorted.

"I'll come right away."

Luo Wenwen agreed obediently.

The second call was from Zhou An. Chen Heyu ignored the pleasantries and said straight to the point: "Is there any news from the inspection team? Who did it?"

"The gunmen hired from Southeast Asia are all professionals. They are only responsible for getting paid and don't know anything else."

Zhou An replied awkwardly that it was a bit embarrassing that something happened on his property and no clues were found.

"There must be someone to connect with, right?"

Chen Heyu frowned slightly and asked.

"The contact person is overseas, so it is very difficult to find out. The other party planned it very carefully and did not reveal any flaws."

Zhou An said with a smile.

Then why did you call?
Chen Heyu was speechless and wanted to hang up the phone immediately.

Zhou An seemed to have noticed something, laughed dryly, and immediately made a guess: "Since the other party is looking for the gunman from Southeast Asia, it means that the person behind the scenes is most likely in the Yazhou area."

nonsense!

Do you still need to tell me?
Chen Heyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, just said a few words casually, and then put down his phone.

After pondering for a moment, he called Paul on the other side of the ocean: "Mr. Paul, I almost died two hours ago."

"Mr. Chen, I'm so happy to hear that you are safe and sound. I have to open a bottle of good wine to calm down the shock."

Paul said with a smile.

He could tell from Chen Heyu's angry words that the other party was definitely fine.

"Is it the work of the Baderai Foundation? Besacon or Tennyson? Or Commons?"

Chen Heyu asked.

Pioneer and the Bedley Foundation are both the top financial groups in the beautiful country. If there is no inside information at all, it is absolutely impossible.

Old Paul put away his smile and felt a shiver in his heart. He was impressed by Chen Heyu's strength.

Not everyone in the Bedelai Foundation is hostile to Chen Heyu and Shanhai Group.

But the three people named by Chen Heyu happened to be the directors who were most hostile to Shanhai Group.

"All I can tell you is that it wasn't Pioneer who did it, and it wasn't Bede who did it."

Old Paul was silent for a long time and said lightly. He brought the whiskey in his hand to his mouth and took a sip to moisten his dry throat.

"Bring me a message to Besacon. I will definitely thank him for this generous gift."

Chen Heyu said sadly.

"Mr. Chen, you may not understand, but I can guarantee that it wasn't Bede who did this to the foundation."

Old Paul was stunned for a moment, then immediately persuaded him.

"Paul, do as I say."

Chen Heyu said coldly.

"Ok."

Old Paul suddenly laughed. He figured out what Chen Heyu was thinking. The vice president of Vanguard Fund hung up the phone and whispered in a low voice: "Interesting! Fortunately, I was smart enough to have taken a fancy to him." potential."

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips, and then called Bessacon.

"Walter! Did he really say that? It's none of my business. I didn't do this, and I'm not crazy. I went to the Greater China District to attack and kill him."

Bessacon's face turned red. The last phone call was from Mr. Marlowe, the founder of the foundation. He scolded him so much that he wanted to stuff him into cement to fill the gaps in the pyramid.

"I'm just helping to spread the word. As for who did it, it doesn't matter to me at all."

Old Paul said cheerfully, with the mentality of watching a joke.

"Chen Heyu wants to thank me for my generous gift? Damn, it wasn't from me!"

Bessken thought secretly, feeling shocked and uncertain.

If anyone else had said this, he would have scoffed and not taken it seriously, but if this person was Chen Heyu, the result would be completely different.He had heard some rumors about what Shanhai Security Company was doing in Huizhou Continent. If he was ruthless, he would never have peace unless he never went abroad in his life.

Even if you stay in a beautiful country, you can't guarantee 100% safety.

"Crazy! Shit! Who is setting me up behind my back?"

Bessacon was so angry that his teeth itched, and the look on his face was uncertain. Finally, he made a few phone calls and began to activate the foundation's terrorist influence to find the source of the attack.

The third caller was Xu Jiujiu. As soon as he answered the call, he heard crying on the other side.

"What? Are you afraid that I will die?"

Chen Heyu asked with a smile.

"Bah! Who is scared! Good people don't live long, and scumbags live for a thousand years. I knew you would be fine."

Xu Jiujiu was still arrogant at first, but when he said the last sentence, his tone completely softened.

"It's a small problem, it's just an ordinary car accident. Today's self-media likes to make up random things. You don't really believe it, do you?"

Chen Heyu comforted him.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? There are so many bullet casings on the ground. Did you hit the arsenal?"

Xu Jiujiu complained softly.

"..."

Chen Heyu held his forehead and rubbed his temples. What bastard media released photos of the scene?

"I'm at the airport, I have an hour to take off. Just let me take a look so I can feel at ease."

Xu Jiujiu said softly.

"Show you the video? I'll save you a trip."

Chen Heyu suggested.

"I'm afraid you'll lie to me. You're the best liar."

Xu Jiujiu said firmly.

"Okay, send the flight over and I'll send someone to pick you up."

Chen Heyu was helpless.

The fourth caller was Wen Xiaomi. Chen Heyu changed his position, sat on the sofa on the balcony, looked at the sunset in the distant sky, and said slowly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

With three women in a row, he developed a conditioned reflex.

"Where are you? I'll go find you."

Wen Xiaomi was hiding in a conference room, with tears in her eyes and makeup on her eyes. The online news headlines deliberately enlarged the font size in order to attract traffic. The special report read: "The life and death of Chen Heyu, the super rich man in the technology circle, is unknown!" "

In addition, Chen Heyu's phone number couldn't be reached at all, and she was so anxious that she burst into tears.

"At Shanhai Hospital, Wenwen will be here soon."

Chen Heyu replied.

"On behalf of all my colleagues at Shanhai Film and Television, I'm going to visit the big boss. What's the reason for this?"

Wen Xiaomi asked weakly.

"Forget it, you come."

Chen Heyu smiled bitterly and did not stop him.

Time passed minute by minute, and 40 minutes later, Luo Wenwen drove over with Fang Ying.

"Mr. Chen."

Fang Ying greeted softly. She was red and swollen. She had obviously cried on the way here.

This normally carefree girl from Shanghai was now soft and soft, biting her lower lip and introverted.

"I was shot twice, both in my left arm. It needs to be amputated below the elbow."

Chen Heyu said in a muffled voice.

He understood what Fang Ying wanted to ask, so he simply told her frankly to prevent her from thinking wildly.

"He...he must be in so much pain."

Fang Ying's eyes drooped and she couldn't help crying.

Luo Wenwen held her in her arms and comforted her softly. Everyone waited patiently for the operation to end.

In the middle of the process, Chen Heyu called his parents back, and communicated with Secretary Liu, e-commerce Ma, social Ma, Zhang Chaoyang, Ding Sanshi and others for a while.

The social media and self-media platforms in Greater China suddenly changed their tone, and the attack became a rumor, but it was actually just a car accident.

Because the surveillance and electronic equipment within one kilometer of the incident site were blocked by Moss, it was not until the inspector arrived that some reporters nearby took a few photos.

Under Chen Heyu's instruction, the trend quickly changed, and netizens cursed the unscrupulous self-media.

As everyone knows, sometimes, rumors are the closest to the truth.

Three hours later, the surgeon came out.

Seeing this, Fang Ying hurriedly stood up, stopped in front of the doctor, and asked anxiously: "Doctor, is he okay?"

The doctor looked at Chen Heyu, saw the boss nodded slightly, and said, "The operation went very well. The wound will heal in about two weeks, and the soft tissue recovery will take about a month. It is estimated that it will take 2-3 months to fully adapt. .”

"Can I go in and see him?"

Fang Ying asked.

"Yes, but you must wear sterile clothing to prevent the patient's wound infection."

The doctor explained.

"I'll accompany Fang Ying in to see Lao Mo."

Luo Wenwen told him that after all, Lao Mo was injured to protect Chen Heyu.

"Go, I won't go in."

Chen Heyu nodded.

"Boss, the technological progress of bionic prosthetics is getting faster and faster. If Mr. Ding can install a high-fitting robotic arm, it shouldn't cause much trouble to his daily life."

The chief surgeon groaned.

"Go and rest first, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Heyu replied.

An amputation operation requires the cutting and ligation of bones, nerves and blood vessels, including the treatment of muscles and soft tissues, and the wound is sealed with absolute alcohol. The entire process requires high tension for 3 hours.

As the chief surgeon, I am also physically and mentally exhausted.

"Okay, boss."

The doctor sighed and walked towards the office.

Chen Heyu called Lao Zhou: "Lao Zhou, use the shortest possible time to acquire a bionic robotic arm company, and then transfer the core R&D engineers to Shanghai."

"Yes, boss, I'll do it right away."

Zhou Xiaoyu responded.

"Please help me contact He Tingbo and Zhang Nan, and let Liang Kaiji's Materials Laboratory and Moss Research Institute join in to help Lao Mo build a perfect robotic arm."

Chen Heyu ordered.

There was only so much he could do. All that was left was to find out who was behind the scenes and send them all into the sea to feed the fish.

At this moment, a strange yet familiar phone call suddenly came in.

Chen Heyu picked up the phone, his expression condensed, his heart sank, and he pressed the connect button.

"Boss Chen, I am Lei Haisheng, do you still remember me?"

There was a carefree tone on the phone.

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, let it go! Don't make yourself uncomfortable when I'm in a bad mood."

Chen Heyu warned in a deep voice.

"Come on, I'll go ahead and click on it. I have some news that I want to sell to you. The price is 2000 million. What do you think? Are you interested?"

Lei Haisheng smiled happily.

"Tell me! I have to see if it's worth it first. As long as it's reliable, money is not an issue."

Chen Heyu said calmly. (End of chapter)