C221 Why Am I Here?

Seeing that all the directors were not willing to let him go, and were talking non-stop, pushing all the responsibility of the company's losses onto him, Fan Wenbin could not hold it in anymore. The anger that he had suppressed for a long time suddenly erupted.

Suddenly, his right palm slammed the table with force. His gaze coldly swept across the venue, and then he shouted in a stern voice: "What exactly do you want to do? Are you done talking?

This sound was like a sudden clap of thunder, shocking all the directors. They could not help but stop talking, and their eyes looked at Fan Wenbin in unison. For a moment, the conference room was silent, so quiet that it was terrifying.

Fan Wenbin's furious look, not to mention at the board meeting, rarely appeared even in his daily work. Today, he was indeed furious. Furthermore, he was extremely furious.

"I am the chairman of the board of directors. Many things are decided by me. " Fan Wenbin glared at everyone and said sternly, "But, don't forget, many things are also agreed by you raising your hands. "

Speaking up to this point, he took a deep breath and wanted to continue speaking, but unexpectedly, Zhou Boyi interrupted with a smile and said, "Director Fan, This is a board meeting. All directors have the right to express their opinions. This is a right that no one has the right to take away. "

Then, facing all the directors, he said in a clear voice: "Everyone will invest their hard-earned money into the company. They are the shareholders of the company, as well as the directors of the board of directors. They have the right to supervise and have different opinions about the company's operations. "

Then, he stared at Fan Wenbin, smiled slightly, and asked in a very friendly tone, "Director Fan, am I right? If I'm wrong, please give me a critical opinion. I will happily accept it.

At this moment, Fan Wenbin was so angry that he did not know how to speak. His eyes were burning with extreme anger. He pointed at Zhou Boyi and said fiercely, "You with the surname Zhou, you are too despicable. "

Seeing that the two chairmen had a conflict in front of their faces, all the directors did not speak anymore, including Zhan Jingzhi, who had a big opinion of Fan Wenbin. His eyes swept back and forth between Fan Wenbin and Zhou Boyi.

"Zhou, you don't have good intentions. " Fan Wenbin's face was livid, and he said sternly, "Didn't you want to control Hucheng Group? If you have something to say, say it clearly, don't do such a disgusting thing. "

Facing the furious Fan Wenbin, who seemed to have lost his reason, Zhou Boyi sneered in disdain. After a moment, he said in a mocking tone, "Director Fan, if you have something to say, say it properly. Why are you so impulsive?"

Then, he faced the board of directors and said loudly with a solemn expression, "Director Fan is in a bad mood today. I hope everyone can understand. " After a moment, he said again: "Today's board meeting will end here. " Finally, he announced loudly, "The meeting is adjourned. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he was the first to walk out of the meeting room with an imposing appearance. The goal of this board meeting had already been achieved. It was the most brilliant way to stop being procrastinated and stop being procrastinated.

Fan Wenbin originally wanted to say something, but he saw that all the directors were very obedient to Zhou Boyi. One by one, they followed closely behind and walked out of the meeting room. He could not help but sigh, and just as he stood up, his vision turned black, and he fell to the ground, immediately losing consciousness.

After an unknown period of time, when he woke up, he discovered that he was in a very fresh environment. This place was like a hospital, not a hospital. It was a very unfamiliar place that he had never been to before.

Just when he was confused and tried to figure it out, a woman in her fifties with glasses gently walked in. She had a warm smile on her face and asked kindly: "Old classmate, do you still recognize me?"

Fan Wenbin stared at the strange woman in front of him, and his mind searched rapidly for a moment, but he did not remember. In the end, he shook his head in disappointment and said, "Sorry, I really can't recognize you. "

"It's true that many people forget things. " The woman's face was still full of smiles, and she said in a mocking tone, "I'm Shi Xiaoqing. Back then, when we were studying at Daan No. 1 High School, we were in different classes at the same time. "

Seeing the woman speak like this, Fan Wenbin smiled in embarrassment, as if he was mocking himself. He repeatedly said, "I'm really sorry. Look at my memory, how could I forget my old classmate?"

Thirty years ago, when he was studying at Daan No. 1 High School, there were more than six hundred students at the whole level. Many people had only heard of their names and could not recognize them. This Shi Xiaoqing, Fan Wenbin had even heard of her name, so how could he know her?

However, at this moment, he could only pretend that he had forgotten about her because he had been studying for too long. Then, he asked another question. "Old classmate, can you tell me what this place is?" Then, he muttered to himself, "I seem to have never been to this place before. "

When he said this, he tried his best to recall the past. However, he only remembered Zhou Boyi's back when he left after the board meeting, as well as the slightly disdainful gazes of the board members. The rest were very far away and very vague.

Seeing Fan Wenbin's face full of doubt and confusion, Shi Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Old classmate, this is the Mental Energy Rehabilitation Center of Xijing City. As for me, after I graduated from university, I have been here as a doctor.

Then, he said in all seriousness, "You, Fan Wenbin, are my patient. From now on, I'll be in charge of treating a mental patient like you. " After he finished speaking, he laughed very recklessly.

At noon today, Shi Xiaoqing was on duty. A few people drove a patient who was in a coma over, saying that he was a mental patient. One of them, a young man said, "This is my father. He suddenly has a mental illness. He will be here for treatment for a period of time. "

Later, Shi Xiaoqing looked at the medical records and found out that the mental patient she took over was actually the famous CEO of a listed company. He was also his classmate, Fan Wenbin, when he was in high school.

That young man claimed to be Fan Wenbin's son, and his name was Fan Xuehua. After paying a medical fee, he drove away. At that time, Shi Xiaoqing was still very puzzled. What happened to Fan Wenbin? He was the boss of a listed company, how could he be mentally ill?

In her memory, when Fan Wenbin was studying, he was a famous good student in the entire class. Every time he finished the exam, he would be ranked in the top five in the entire level. After graduating from high school, he was admitted to Wu Han University, which made many students admire him.

Later on, he heard from his husband, Wang Xuecheng, that not long after Fan Wenbin graduated, he resigned from his official position and went to Shenzhen to start his own business. For this matter, Shi Xiaoqing felt that it was a pity. It was a pity that such an outstanding person did not take his official career path.

After that, Fan Wenbin became the boss of a listed company, and his reputation spread across both sides of the Yellow River. At this time, Shi Xiaoqing could not help but let out a sigh. It was gold, and it would always shine.

However, she never would have thought that thirty years later, at this very warm winter afternoon, when she saw this old classmate again, Fan Wenbin actually became a mental patient. Moreover, he also became a patient that she was responsible for treating.

At this moment, hearing Shi Xiaoqing say that this was the Mental Energy Rehabilitation Center of Xijing City, Fan Wenbin immediately understood. He did not make a fuss, nor did he get angry. He only revealed a bitter smile and said very calmly, "I actually became a mental patient. That's good too. "

Seeing Fan Wenbin's very calm and cold expression, Shi Xiaoqing could not help but smile and say, "Old classmate, since you have come, you should take care of yourself. While others treat you as a mental patient, take a good rest. "

After a moment, he sighed again and said with a rather resentful tone, "Me, even if I'm a mental patient for a few days, I don't have this fortune. My life of suffering for the rest of my life can't be changed.

In the afternoon after Shi Xiaoqing left, Fan Wenbin had been lying on the bed the entire time. He recalled the events of the matter very carefully from beginning to end. Finally, he sent a very helpless bitter smile and sent a message to Zhao Yu, "If there's anything, call me. "

He knew clearly that after Zhao Yu received this message, he would understand what he meant. As expected, Zhao Yu very quickly sent a reply. "Understood, please rest assured, Director Fan. I hope you recover as soon as possible. "

"Looks like I've really become a mental patient. " At the same time that Fan Wenbin felt relieved for himself, he also clearly realized that an unprecedented major change would arrive very soon.

During this very special period of time when he became a mental patient, he needed to make adequate mental preparation from all aspects to welcome this fierce blizzard. When he thought of this, he actually let out a silent smile.