Prosecutor vs. Minister: A Battle of Wits-Chapter 121 - 119: 230,000, Leave My Sister

So to speak, Jiang Zirui really did just that.

Early the next morning, he rushed to Xiehe Hospital, planning to stake out Bao Nan.

The nurse on duty at the entrance was a young girl. Upon seeing the tall and handsome Jiang Zirui, she couldn’t help but shyly lower her head.

"Hey beautiful, can I ask you something?" Jiang Zirui took the opportunity to throw her a flirtatious wink, full of implication.

The young nurse was so flustered by his charm that her face turned even redder, and she stuttered when speaking, "Uh... what... what is it?"

"Do you know which room Bao Nan is in?"

Jiang Zirui lifted his hand to check the paper in his pocket, which Xia Qiao had given him when he left.

It should be Bao Nan indeed.

But why did he find the name so familiar...

Just couldn’t remember where he had heard it.

The young nurse hesitated for a moment, but in order to help the handsome guy, she pulled up the hospitalization records.

"South Wing, VIP Room 03."

Since the appointment was made by Jiang Tong, Bao Nan hadn’t set any privacy measures.

Moreover, the young nurse didn’t know the person behind Xiehe Hospital’s operations.

This time, she could easily find Bao Nan’s hospitalization info in the system.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zirui smiled and pulled out his phone, "Thank you, beautiful. Why don’t we add each other on WeChat first..."

...

Xiehe Hospital VIP Room 03.

Bao Nan lay in bed, flipping through documents, with Zuo Luan standing next to him, visiting the sick.

"Young master, since this document is quite special, it needs to be submitted to the board for proofreading and your signature is also required," Zuo Luan respectfully looked at Bao Nan in front of him.

Although he is now a diplomat for the country, the Bao Family was once a financial power, so occasionally, as the heir, he still had to handle some matters.

While listening to him, Bao Nan didn’t stop flipping through the document.

Finally, he said in a neutral tone, "What’s the situation in Y Country now?"

"At the moment, the Huarun Street stock market situation is quite complex, probably only that ’stock god’ appearing again could grasp it to any degree."

The stock god of Huarun Street.

Also called the "One Yuan Miracle" by people in Y Country.

Using just one RMB, they bought a stock that was about to be suspended.

But the strange thing was, that stock miraculously revived within a week, skyrocketing several points.

Since then, this stock god became famous overnight, and the stocks they purchased almost never hit a limit down, now their accumulated assets are roughly about ten trillion, nearly reaching the top of the world rich list, close to Mr. TN.

But what’s strange is, no one knows if this stock god is male or female, or how old they are. It’s like they are a mist, with no one able to trace their whereabouts.

"Do your best to find them. The foreign market is important, but we need to hold firm domestically. I see clearly how many ambitious people there are in the family eyeing this position. By the way, Fu Ye should be back soon, right?" Bao Nan closed the document, a glint flashing in his eyes.

Bao Fu Ye, the second son of the Bao Family, the eldest of the second branch, considered his cousin.

"Yes, he is..."

Zuo Luan nodded and was about to respond when the door was forcefully pushed open, directly interrupting his words.

At the doorway, Jiang Zirui swaggered in with his head held high, staring at Bao Nan on the bed.

"Are you Bao Nan?"

Bao Nan recognized him, as he had seen photos before, so he raised an eyebrow, looking at him curiously, "I am, what’s the matter?"

"That’s just perfect." Jiang Zirui snorted coldly, holding a bank card, flinging it in front of Bao Nan, "Two hundred thirty thousand, stay away from my sister!"

Bao Nan: "..."

Zuo Luan: "..."