Volume One, Chapter Four: Released on Bail
“However, before that happens, you must listen to me carefully!” Song Jiji said with a smug smile.
As long as Yang Feng had not been sentenced, Ma Rongrong and the others still had some use.
Once Yang Feng was sentenced, how could he possibly continue providing free medicine to Ma Rongrong and the rest?
He was a businessman, not a philanthropist.
As for Ma Rongrong, she was nothing more than a toy he played with.
Once he grew tired of her, he would discard her without a second thought.
After all, Ma Rongrong was a woman with a heart as cold and venomous as a snake.
Since she had already betrayed Yang Feng, it was only a matter of time before she might betray him as well.
How could Song Jiji possibly stay with someone like Ma Rongrong?
“Director Song, thank you so much!”
“Don’t worry, I will serve you well!”
After saying this, Ma Rongrong’s hand slid down toward Song Jiji’s lower body.
Hiss!
Song Jiji gasped sharply.
Ma Rongrong truly was a temptress!
The thought of becoming the wife of the chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals filled him with excitement.
As for Yang Feng’s fate, she couldn’t care less.
Ma Rongrong was a refined egoist.
She only did what benefited herself.
Her previous relationship with Yang Feng was simply a means of survival.
“You wretched woman! Just wait and see how I’ll deal with you!”
Song Jiji shouted, rolling over to pin Ma Rongrong beneath him once again.
Thus, another fierce battle began.
Several minutes later, Song Jiji paused.
A hint of disdain flickered in Ma Rongrong’s eyes.
No matter what, Song Jiji was already a fifty-year-old man; his stamina simply couldn’t keep up.
She was with him purely for the benefits.
“Director Song, I’m leaving now. Just wait for my good news!”
Ma Rongrong dressed and left the office.
Watching her retreating figure, Song Jiji lit a cigarette, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.
“Heh heh! Ma Rongrong, as long as I write you a blank check, you’ll obediently do what I say!”
“When the time comes, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
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“And Yang Feng, why didn’t you cooperate with me earlier?”
“Why turn down good money to help those paupers?”
“Now look at you—you’re disgraced and facing prison!”
“No one who opposes me ever ends well!”
Suddenly, pain flickered across Song Jiji’s face.
He hurriedly pulled a bottle of medicine from his pocket and swallowed a pill.
The painful expression immediately vanished.
Indeed!
Song Jiji was also a patient suffering from ALS.
When he was first diagnosed, he felt as if his life was over.
No matter that he was worth billions, to ALS he was just like any ordinary person.
Desperate to survive, he sought out renowned doctors everywhere.
Unfortunately, modern medicine offered no cure for ALS.
By chance, he met Yang Feng.
At that moment, grasping at straws, he bought a box of medicine from Yang Feng.
After taking the medicine, Song Jiji was amazed to find his condition stabilized.
As long as he took the medicine long-term, he could live like a normal person.
This thrilled him!
As chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, Song Jiji fully understood the value of the medicine Yang Feng held.
If mass-produced, it could earn tens or even hundreds of billions in profit.
At first, he planned to cooperate with Yang Feng to develop and produce the medicine together.
But Yang Feng refused!
Because Yang Feng believed his medicine was meant to save lives, not to make money.
Seeing this rejection, Song Jiji’s anger flared completely.
So, he schemed to get close to Ma Rongrong.
Using greed, he coerced her into reporting Yang Feng.
Everything he did was to seize the formula that Yang Feng possessed!
“These paupers, complaining five thousand yuan a bottle is too expensive!”
“Once I get the formula, I’ll price each bottle at no less than fifty thousand yuan!”
In Song Jiji’s eyes, Ma Rongrong and her ilk were utterly foolish.
Five thousand yuan a bottle was far too cheap.
He knew Yang Feng’s price was high because the raw materials cost a fortune.
If Yang Feng solved the raw material cost, the price would surely drop.
But Ma Rongrong and the others were shortsighted.
They betrayed Yang Feng now and sent him to the police.
They were effectively burying their own hope for survival with their own hands!
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Although Ma Rongrong and the others were working for him, Song Jiji always thought of them as idiots.
Now that he had handed the medicine to Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals’ R&D department,
he believed it wouldn’t be long before they produced medicine of equal effect!
“Once Yang Feng is sentenced, the medicine I produce will be the only original formula!”
“Then I can apply for the patent!”
“Hahaha! Then I can just lie back and count my money!”
At this thought, Song Jiji laughed triumphantly.
At this moment, he seemed to envision endless streams of wealth pouring in.
In this instant, Song Jiji fully revealed his true capitalist nature!
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At the same time, in the Donghai Detention Center.
“Yang Feng, I heard you were arrested for making and selling fake medicine. What really happened?”
An elderly white-haired woman looked at Yang Feng with deep concern.
This woman was Su Mei, the director of the Donghai Orphanage.
“Director Su, I’m sorry for worrying you.”
Yang Feng looked at Su Mei, filled with guilt.
“Child, don’t say that. As long as you’re safe, I’m relieved!”
Seeing Yang Feng unharmed, Su Mei let out a breath of relief.
“Yang Feng, I’ve already applied for your bail. You can leave now!”
At that moment, a woman in a black suit standing beside Su Mei spoke.
“Sister Ning Qingcheng? Is that you?”
“Why are you here?”
Seeing the exquisite features and impeccable figure of the woman before him, Yang Feng’s eyes lit up.
Ning Qingcheng, Donghai’s top lawyer.
She grew up in the orphanage with Yang Feng.
They were childhood friends.
Upon hearing of Yang Feng’s arrest, Ning Qingcheng immediately came to the detention center with Su Mei.
She also helped apply for Yang Feng’s bail.
“Sigh.”
“Yang Feng, I told you long ago that woman Ma Rongrong couldn’t be trusted, but you wouldn’t listen!”
“If you hadn’t gotten involved with Ma Rongrong, none of this would have happened!”
Ning Qingcheng sighed deeply, her tone tinged with frustration as if scolding a stubborn friend.