Uncle Shenhao: Take ten nephews to the supermarket at the beginning

"Never mind, it's nothing." Luo Feng looked at Xiao Ya's furrowed brows, but didn't say the rest of his sentence.

Seeing his calm expression, Lin Naizi knew what he was thinking. She handed him some warm water and said, "The doctor said it will be fine once it goes down, don't worry."

He took the cup but didn't drink it; his gaze fell on the syringe on the back of Xiaoya's hand.

The child cried so hard when he was getting the injection, but now he's fast asleep, his little fingers still clenched white.

This really broke Luo Feng's heart.

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from the corridor, and Boss Lei's voice drifted in through the door.

"Mr. Luo, I brought Professor Zhang from the pediatrics department with me. Would you like him to take another look?"

Luo Feng got up and opened the door, and saw an old man in a white coat following behind Boss Lei, holding a medical record folder in his hand.

"I told you there's no need to make a fuss."

His voice was calm, but he didn't stop him.

Lei meant well, and he could tell that.

Luo Feng's biggest worry now is whether someone did this on purpose, or whether Xiao Ya just happened to have an illness.

But if it's the latter result, that would be the best.

Otherwise, if they dared to play such tricks, Luo Feng would show them what it means to be truly virtuous...

Professor Zhang strode into the observation room, gently touched Xiaoya's forehead, looked at the blood test results, and nodded to Luo Feng.

"The fever has subsided a bit, the viral infection isn't serious, and you can leave after two hours of observation following the IV drip."

Lei Laoda finally breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to lean close to Luo Feng and whisper, "I had my men investigate the warehouse matter. Hui Shao's father was waiting at the company early this morning. What do you think..."

His reason for coming this time was to happen to see Yuehua introducing this professor to Luofeng.

Most importantly, he wanted to talk to Luo Feng about the plan, since he didn't want to keep Luo Feng waiting.

What do you think this old man's purpose is?

Luo Feng glanced at him and asked calmly.

"This is a very simple matter. The other party must have seen through your thoughts, so they want to apologize to you."

"He's doing all this because he doesn't want to lose this business. Businessmen are profit-driven, and they'll do anything to keep their business going."

Putting everything else aside, Boss Lei's last sentence did remind Luo Feng that this was indeed a very likely possibility.

Perhaps there is a group of people specifically targeting Luo Feng; they are capable of doing anything to achieve their goals.

This included poisoning the young girls around Luo Feng, who were only a few years old, or deliberately making them sick.

After all, there are still many infectious diseases, and for children whose development is not yet complete and whose resistance is weak, it is a kind of ingenious trick that can be done without anyone noticing.

"In that case, let him wait." Luo Feng interrupted him, turning her gaze back to the bed. "We'll talk about it when the child is alright."

The child's condition is still unclear, and he has no mood for anything.

Boss Lei immediately agreed, saying, "Okay, I'll have my men keep an eye on things. You can stay here and spend time with the children without worry."

Without lingering any longer, she pulled Professor Zhang out quietly.

Since Luo Feng had already said so, he could only tell the truth.

If anyone's to blame, it's just that Hui Shao was unlucky enough to have crossed the line in this matter.

The injustice has the head and the debt has the owner.

Lei has already done enough; what follows is no longer directly related to him.

The observation room fell silent again. Lin Naoko put away the empty water glass and said softly, "The nurse came to the door twice more just now, wanting to apologize but not daring to come in."

Luo Feng didn't reply, but reached out and pulled Xiao Ya's blanket back up.

The child seemed startled, whimpered twice, and gripped his clothes even tighter with his little hands.

Xiaoya's fever completely subsided and her complexion regained some color after the IV bag was emptied.

Right now, Luo Feng's mind is only focused on Xiao Ya's safety; nothing else matters.

Perhaps recently, Luo Feng has been neglecting these little ones around him.

But that was because he was too busy. He wanted to handle these matters once and for all, so that he would never have to worry about the safety of these little ones again.

He'd had enough of this life of constant anxiety.

"I just checked it again, and there's nothing wrong."

After the doctor finished the examination, he said that Luo Feng could go home to rest, so he picked up the child and walked out.

As soon as I stepped out of the observation room, I saw the hospital director still standing at the end of the corridor, with the nurse standing next to him, her head almost buried in her chest.

Upon seeing Luo Feng approaching, the dean quickly went to greet him.

"Mr. Luo, is the child alright?"

"You should be glad she's not in any danger, otherwise how would you have handled the situation?"

That's the truth. If anything really happens, Luo Feng will definitely not let that nurse off the hook.

And the entire hospital will be affected as a result.

Luo Feng's influence is self-evident.

The hospital director was well aware of this, which is why he dared not provoke this person, lest he get himself into trouble.

People who have reached his level just want to coast along for a while longer, then retire peacefully and receive their pensions with honor—that would be enough for them.

Luo Feng didn't look at him, but said softly to Xiao Ya in his arms, "Let's go home."

The dean was rebuffed, so he turned to Lin Naizi with a forced smile. Lin Naizi didn't reply and followed Luo Feng toward the elevator.

The nurse stood there, her face as white as paper, until the two entered the elevator, at which point her legs gave way and she leaned against the wall.

Seeing Luo Feng's unwavering determination, she knew that her professional career was probably over.

In the car, Xiaoya woke up a little and rubbed her eyes, asking, "Uncle, aren't we going to see Uncle Lei anymore?"

This child is so well-behaved and sensible; it breaks my heart.

Luo Feng squeezed her small hand. "No rush, let me take you home to sleep first."

Lin Naoko sat beside him, watching him bend down and coax the child, and felt at ease.

No matter what happens, as long as he's there, there's always a way.

Half an hour later, at a high-end hotel.

Luo Feng gently placed Xiao Ya on the small bed in the bedroom and tucked her in.

The little one's eyelashes fluttered, and he groggily tugged at his sleeve before falling back into a deep sleep. He stood by the bed for a moment, making sure the breathing was steady, before turning around and closing the door, his footsteps extremely light.

In the living room, Lin Naoko was dispensing the fever-reducing medicine prescribed by the doctor according to the dosage.

Seeing him come out, she lowered her voice and said, "I just took his temperature, it was 37.2 degrees Celsius, and it's gone down."

"Please keep an eye on things while I go out for a bit."

Luo Feng picked up his coat and quickly replied to a message on his phone screen.

I just sent my location to Boss Lei.

The note says I'll be at your office in ten minutes.

The matter is not yet finished, and the main problem is that Luo Feng lacks confidence.

Luo Feng didn't know what had happened to Xiao Ya. Only when she was truly safe and sound could he return to the battlefield.

Lin Naoko nodded in agreement, then handed over a bottle of mineral water, smiling as she said, "Don't rush, I'll take care of the child."

She said this to reassure Luo Feng so he could proceed with the task without worry.

There's no need to be overly cautious. Since it's already happened, all we need to do now is take it one step at a time.

Luo Feng took the water bottle but didn't turn it on. He put it in his pocket and walked towards the door.

As soon as I got downstairs, the driver had already parked the car at the entrance of the building.

Upon seeing him arrive, she immediately opened the car door.

Only after the car smoothly drove out of the residential area did he take out his phone and make a call to his assistant.

"Is Hui Shao's father still in Boss Lei's territory?"

"Yes, I've been waiting since eight o'clock in the morning. I've been squatting on the sofa in the lobby and haven't dared to move."

The assistant's voice was cautious. "We also checked the Hui family's warehouse. Among the goods that have been shipped in the past three months, there were two batches with no registered source. They seem to be leftover stock from the Mafia's old channels."

Luo Feng nodded slightly. "Remember, bring this up when Boss Lei interrogates you later."

"Don't say it outright, let him figure it out himself."

After hanging up the phone, the car turned into the underground parking garage of the office building where Boss Lei's company was located.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Boss Lei's henchman waiting at the elevator entrance.

Upon seeing him arrive, he quickly went up to him with great enthusiasm and said, "Mr. Luo, Brother Lei is waiting for you on the top floor. Boss Hui was about to stand up to greet him, but Brother Lei pressed him back down."

Luo Feng hummed in response, but didn't stop walking.

As the elevator went up, Toastmasters added another comment.

"Brother Lei had his men bring up all the warehouse ledgers, and he even specially marked the two problematic batches of goods from the Hui family in red."

As I stepped out of the elevator, the office door at the end of the corridor was ajar, and I could faintly hear suppressed coughing sounds coming from inside.

Luo Feng pushed open the door and saw Hui Shao's father sitting on the edge of the sofa, his back hunched over like a frightened shrimp.

The teacup in front of me hadn't been touched, and the water stains on the cup had dried.

Boss Lei was leaning against his desk with a cigarette between his fingers. When he saw him come in, he immediately stubbed out the cigarette and stood up.

“Mr. Luo.” Boss Lei lowered his voice and gave Hui Shao’s father a look.

Hui Shao's father suddenly stood up, frantically reaching for his cigarettes, then remembering something, he quickly stuffed the pack back into his pocket, a stiff smile plastered on his face.

"Mr. Luo, about yesterday... it was my son's fault for being ignorant. I've already punished him. I've come to apologize to you today."

Luo Feng ignored him, walked straight to the chair next to the desk and sat down, his gaze sweeping over the ledgers spread out on the desk.

The words "Unregistered Sources" circled in red at the top of the book stood out conspicuously.

interesting……

Luo Feng squinted and read through everything first.

Then, he pointed to the ledger and asked Lei Lao, "What about these two batches of goods?"

Boss Lei immediately picked up the ledger and handed it over, his tone becoming serious.

"After three days of investigation, it was found that these two batches of goods were obtained by Boss Hui through a former Mafia informant after Luca's downfall. He claimed it was to clear out inventory, but it was not properly reported."

Hui Shao's father's face turned pale instantly, and his knees buckled, almost causing him to kneel down, but Boss Lei stopped him.

“Mr. Luo! I really didn’t know it was Mafia surplus stock! My informant said it was just ordinary leftover stock, and I just got greedy for a bargain…”

"Trying to get a bargain?" Luo Feng glanced at him, his voice flat. "Boss Lei's rules state that he doesn't touch the channels of the Mafia's remnants. Didn't you read that when you signed the agreement?"

As soon as he said that, cold sweat streamed down Hui Shao's father's temples, and he couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Look! I was bewitched... Mr. Luo, please be merciful. I will immediately shut down the warehouse and destroy those two batches of goods, leaving not a single piece behind!"

Luo Feng didn't reply, his gaze lingering on the ledger.

The office was eerily quiet, with only the heavy breathing of Hui Shao's father.

After a moment, he spoke: "The warehouse doesn't need to be shut down, but the ledgers need to be reviewed again."

“From today onwards, Boss Lei’s men will check once a week. If any goods are missing, you will be responsible.”

Hui Shao's father looked up suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief, and then nodded hurriedly.

"Thank you, Mr. Luo! Thank you, Mr. Luo! I will cooperate fully and make sure there are no mistakes!"

"And your son." Luo Feng changed the subject, his gaze turning colder. "Oucheng is not a place for him to run wild. If he dares to cause trouble for the people around me again, you should know the consequences."

"I know! I know!" Hui Shao's father quickly patted his chest. "I've already locked him in the hotel. I'll send him back to China tomorrow and never let him come to Europe again!"

Luo Feng waved his hand, not looking at him again, and said with a faint smile, "Boss Lei, you talk to him about the follow-up."

Hui Shao's father, being sensible, quickly followed Boss Lei's men to the next meeting room.

Luo Feng was the only one left in the office. He picked up the ledger and flipped through a couple of pages, feeling that this matter was not so simple.

The assistant just sent a message saying that the destination of those two batches of goods can be vaguely traced to a shell company owned by Zhang Qi overseas.

Just then, Boss Lei pushed the door open and came in, holding a signed supplementary agreement in his hand.

"As you intended, a clause was added that would directly revoke the right to use the warehouse if the channel violated regulations, and he signed it."

"So fast." Luo Feng was somewhat surprised.

"He's been scared out of his wits by you and doesn't dare refuse to sign," Boss Lei joked.

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