Chapter 367: Daddy Is Right
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Amelia stared at Kali’s forehead. Her glabella was dark. There was bound to be a bloody calamity. She looked at Alex, who seemed to be able to read her thoughts. He said, “Being kind to evil people is doing evil to ordinary people. Heaven is watching. It’s just karma. It’s not worth pitying.”
Amelia nodded. ‘Daddy’s right about everything! Listen to Daddy!’
At the side, the director did not say a word. He tried his best to reduce his presence, wishing he could turn into air. However, he heard Alex say, “Anyone who makes my daughter unhappy today can forget about escaping.”
The image on the television flashed. This time, it was playing the director’s “glorious achievements.”
The sanatorium was built seven years ago. Originally, it was just a small sanatorium. It was located at the foot of the forest in the suburbs. The air was fresh and there were abundant negative oxygen ions. Later on, it slowly became the first choice for rich people. Five years ago, after Mrs. Walton went to the sanatorium to recuperate, the Walton family invested a lot of money. Hence, the sanatorium suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds, attracting countless investments, countless research institutes, and talents swarmed over… Hence, the sanatorium became famous…
The director was originally just a person who sold rehabilitation devices. After graduating from an ordinary medical university and rising from the sanatorium, he secretly bought himself countless titles, countless fake in-service training, and published countless papers. Then, the scene flashed. All the director’s papers were written by his assistant. The so-called expert title was also created by a few senior brothers and his expert professors. What was even more shocking was that the director was also suspected of fake marketing…
The director used the results of his research to create a divine blow machine that looked like an electric fan. With a blow, it could treat hemiplegia. With a blow, it could treat a stroke. With a blow, it could make a patient who had been paralyzed for ten years stand up. Even a blow could beautify someone’s face and expel moisture and remove toxins… In short, there was nothing he could not treat! This divine blow machine sold very well in his circle of friends. They sold it through middle men. The act of illegally obtaining wealth through development personnel or asking development personnel to pay a certain fee to obtain the qualifications was suspected of pyramid schemes.
In short, the director was a liar. He wore the coat of an expert and fooled everyone.
The surroundings were in an uproar.
The director felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. All his background had been exposed. He definitely could not survive in this industry…
“Rumors, it’s all rumors!” The director shouted.
Coincidentally, George arrived. The director immediately looked at George. “If I’m really like this, how can Mr. Walton be at ease letting Mrs. Walton recuperate in our sanatorium?”
The director looked at George eagerly as if he was looking at a straw to clutch at. He hoped that he would let him off on account of them taking care of Mrs. Walton with all their might all these years!
Everyone was also puzzled. That’s right, the Walton family was not ordinary. If the director was like this, why would Mrs. Walton recuperate there for five years?
George’s words answered everyone’s doubts. He said calmly, “The Walton Corporation is so big. Who has the time to investigate the matter of an ant?” They could not possibly buy a handful of vegetables and investigate the background of the auntie who bought the vegetables, right? In George’s eyes, the sanatorium was just a relatively large nursing home. Mrs. Walton lived there just to relax. Moreover, the sanatorium in the beginning was not like this. Mrs. Walton could also receive very good care there.
Everyone opened their mouths… Ants… Nobodies…
The director felt deeply insulted. It turned out that in the eyes of the Walton family, he was just an ant. He thought that he was at least the Walton family’s benefactor!
Amelia’s childish voice sounded in the dead silence. “So you’re a fake. No wonder Mia always wants to talk back to this grandpa!” So it was not that she was rebellious. She was still very obedient. It was just that this old grandpa was too bad!
The director’s face turned red. He was not a person with a deep foundation to begin with, which was why he acted like a despicable person. Now that he was exposed in public, he no longer had the face to stand in front of others.
“Alright, alright, alright… Your Walton family is big and powerful. You can say whatever you want. I admit defeat!” The director forced himself to regain his dignity and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Alex said, “Ryan, take him to the police station and let the police deal with it.”
The director staggered and almost fell. “You… you!” He had already admitted defeat. Did they have to go overboard? The director was angry, aggrieved, unwilling, and regretful.. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood!
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Chapter 367: Daddy Is Right
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Amelia stared at Kali’s forehead. Her glabella was dark. There was bound to be a bloody calamity. She looked at Alex, who seemed to be able to read her thoughts. He said, “Being kind to evil people is doing evil to ordinary people. Heaven is watching. It’s just karma. It’s not worth pitying.”
Amelia nodded. ‘Daddy’s right about everything! Listen to Daddy!’
At the side, the director did not say a word. He tried his best to reduce his presence, wishing he could turn into air. However, he heard Alex say, “Anyone who makes my daughter unhappy today can forget about escaping.”
The image on the television flashed. This time, it was playing the director’s “glorious achievements.”
The sanatorium was built seven years ago. Originally, it was just a small sanatorium. It was located at the foot of the forest in the suburbs. The air was fresh and there were abundant negative oxygen ions. Later on, it slowly became the first choice for rich people. Five years ago, after Mrs. Walton went to the sanatorium to recuperate, the Walton family invested a lot of money. Hence, the sanatorium suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds, attracting countless investments, countless research institutes, and talents swarmed over… Hence, the sanatorium became famous…
The director was originally just a person who sold rehabilitation devices. After graduating from an ordinary medical university and rising from the sanatorium, he secretly bought himself countless titles, countless fake in-service training, and published countless papers. Then, the scene flashed. All the director’s papers were written by his assistant. The so-called expert title was also created by a few senior brothers and his expert professors. What was even more shocking was that the director was also suspected of fake marketing…
The director used the results of his research to create a divine blow machine that looked like an electric fan. With a blow, it could treat hemiplegia. With a blow, it could treat a stroke. With a blow, it could make a patient who had been paralyzed for ten years stand up. Even a blow could beautify someone’s face and expel moisture and remove toxins… In short, there was nothing he could not treat! This divine blow machine sold very well in his circle of friends. They sold it through middle men. The act of illegally obtaining wealth through development personnel or asking development personnel to pay a certain fee to obtain the qualifications was suspected of pyramid schemes.
In short, the director was a liar. He wore the coat of an expert and fooled everyone.
The surroundings were in an uproar.
The director felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. All his background had been exposed. He definitely could not survive in this industry…
“Rumors, it’s all rumors!” The director shouted.
Coincidentally, George arrived. The director immediately looked at George. “If I’m really like this, how can Mr. Walton be at ease letting Mrs. Walton recuperate in our sanatorium?”
The director looked at George eagerly as if he was looking at a straw to clutch at. He hoped that he would let him off on account of them taking care of Mrs. Walton with all their might all these years!
Everyone was also puzzled. That’s right, the Walton family was not ordinary. If the director was like this, why would Mrs. Walton recuperate there for five years?
George’s words answered everyone’s doubts. He said calmly, “The Walton Corporation is so big. Who has the time to investigate the matter of an ant?” They could not possibly buy a handful of vegetables and investigate the background of the auntie who bought the vegetables, right? In George’s eyes, the sanatorium was just a relatively large nursing home. Mrs. Walton lived there just to relax. Moreover, the sanatorium in the beginning was not like this. Mrs. Walton could also receive very good care there.
Everyone opened their mouths… Ants… Nobodies…
The director felt deeply insulted. It turned out that in the eyes of the Walton family, he was just an ant. He thought that he was at least the Walton family’s benefactor!
Amelia’s childish voice sounded in the dead silence. “So you’re a fake. No wonder Mia always wants to talk back to this grandpa!” So it was not that she was rebellious. She was still very obedient. It was just that this old grandpa was too bad!
The director’s face turned red. He was not a person with a deep foundation to begin with, which was why he acted like a despicable person. Now that he was exposed in public, he no longer had the face to stand in front of others.
“Alright, alright, alright… Your Walton family is big and powerful. You can say whatever you want. I admit defeat!” The director forced himself to regain his dignity and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Alex said, “Ryan, take him to the police station and let the police deal with it.”
The director staggered and almost fell. “You… you!” He had already admitted defeat. Did they have to go overboard? The director was angry, aggrieved, unwilling, and regretful.. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood!
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