Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

At noon, Rong Zheng went to a restaurant to get takeout and went to the hotel where Zhao Yuxiang was staying.

As Zhao Yuxiang set the food on the table, she asked, "Did you bring the money?"

"I really don't have any money..."

"What are you doing here if you have no money?" Zhao Yuxiang paused in her work, frowning as she looked at Rong Zheng.

"The Sunshine Orphanage is going to be demolished, and the children will have nowhere to live, so I bought them a new orphanage, which is currently being renovated." Rong Zheng said, handing her phone to Zhao Yuxiang. "Look, this is the property certificate for the orphanage I bought."

She had Xu Ma take a picture of the documents for her that morning.

Zhao Yuxiang leaned closer for a look. "Who knows if this is real or fake? Don't think I don't know that any picture can be photoshopped these days. Don't try that on me."

"If you still don't believe me, I can take you to the bank to check my bank statements. You can clearly see where my money is spent."

Zhao Yuxiang waved her hand and said, "I don't understand these things. I know you're smart, but don't try to fool me with these. I only want money. I won't leave until I see the money."

"I know it's my responsibility to support my parents. How about this: I'll transfer 3,000 yuan to you every month after I get my salary. I'll transfer this month's amount to you now."

"You think you can get rid of me with three thousand yuan? No way!"

"I really put all the money from the divorce settlement into the orphanage. I have to rent an apartment in Beijing, pay Xu Ma's salary, and take care of Tangtang's food, clothing, and other necessities. My salary might not even be enough. Giving you three thousand a month is already my limit."

"Don't play the poor card in front of me. Five million, not a penny less, or I'll keep causing trouble at your hospital. I refuse to believe I can't get rid of you."

"If you insist on making things so ugly, then I will call the police and take legal action."

Zhao Yuxiang slammed her chopsticks on the table in anger. "You're going to call the police? Go ahead and call them! I don't believe the police would help you, you heartless wretch who disrespects your parents. You're completely turning against heaven!"

Rong Zheng knew there was no point in continuing the conversation, so she turned and walked toward the door.

Zhao Yuxiang glared at Rong Zheng's retreating figure and said menacingly, "If you don't give me the money, see if you can keep your job!"

Rong Zheng ignored her and strode out of the room. In the corridor, she took out her phone, turned off the recording, and left the hotel without looking back.

At 3 p.m., Gong Yuzhen came to Rong Zheng's office with a serious expression. "Director Rong, your mother has come to the hospital to cause trouble again. She's over at the outpatient building right now. You need to go and deal with this as soon as possible. This is having a huge impact on the hospital."

"Okay." Rong Zheng got up and walked outside.

Liu Xinxin watched Rong Zheng's retreating figure, her eyes filled with schadenfreude. Let her make a scene, the bigger the better. It would be best if Rong Zheng could be expelled, only then could she vent her anger.

Rong Zheng arrived at the outpatient building and saw Zhao Yuxiang standing in the center of the lobby.

A large crowd had already gathered around the perimeter, three or four deep.

The security guard tried to pull Zhao Yuxiang away, but Zhao Yuxiang clutched her chest, looking like she was in great pain. "I have a heart condition, don't touch me, or I'll collapse in your hospital, and you won't be able to take responsibility."

The security guards immediately stopped touching her.

Rong Zheng walked through the crowd to Zhao Yuxiang. "Do you really have to make such a scene?"

Zhao Yuxiang held Rong Zheng's hand, looking helpless, and said, "Zhengzheng, Mom isn't making a fuss, it's just that the family is short of money. Your younger brother is getting on in years and will be getting married soon, but the family can't afford a single penny for the dowry. Your father and I aren't in good health either, so we really don't have any income. You have a few million yuan on hand, could you give some to Mom to tide us over?"

Rong Zheng looked at Zhao Yuxiang with a puzzled expression.

This attitude is completely different from when we were at the hotel.

She also knows that she can't be tough in front of others, but has to show weakness and play the victim. Who taught her that?

Could it be that Rong Jianguo taught him this before he came to Beijing?

But Rong Jianguo doesn't seem to have that kind of brain, does he?

Seeing that Rong Zheng remained silent, the crowd immediately began to criticize her:

"They look respectable, but I never expected them to be so cold-blooded and ruthless."

"With so much money, what's wrong with giving some to your parents? You're so heartless, you might get struck by lightning."

"How much patience can someone who disrespects even their own parents have for patients? Who would dare to seek treatment from her in the future?"

"People with such bad character should be fired. The First Hospital is a well-known hospital in Beijing. Don't let one bad apple spoil the whole bunch."

Zhao Yuxiang listened to everyone's discussion and felt very happy. The method taught by Rong Zheng's colleague yesterday was really effective. She would have to thank that girl when she got the money.

Rong Zheng looked at Zhao Yuxiang and asked again, "Do you really have to make such a scene?"

Looking at the coldness in Rong Zheng's eyes, Zhao Yuxiang felt inexplicably uneasy. This girl was always quick-witted; would she be thinking of some way to deal with her?

She said she was going to call the police at noon, could she really mean it?

The next moment, Zhao Yuxiang thought of Rong Zheng, who had always been a filial child and had never done anything out of line. Even though they had neglected her, she had never held a grudge. After marrying into the Lu family, she had always been very good to her and Rong Jianguo.

Even when they were getting a divorce and said they wanted to cut ties with her, she would come home eagerly after just one phone call.

Rong Zheng is a very loyal and affectionate child who values ​​family ties highly. No matter what she does, she would never do anything to hurt her.

Thinking this way, Zhao Yuxiang instantly felt relieved and continued acting, "Zhengzheng, what are you saying? If there weren't really no other way, what mother would want to come to her daughter's workplace and cry poverty?"

Rong Zheng nodded. Since Zhao Yuxiang insisted on courting death, she would grant her wish.

She turned to the crowd and said, "I'm going to tell you something; you can judge for yourselves what's right and wrong."

After Rong Zheng finished speaking, she took out her phone and started recording. "Did you bring the money?"

It started with Zhao Yuxiang's perfectly reasonable questioning.

The conversation between Rong Zheng and Zhao Yuxiang at the hotel then spread throughout the lobby, sentence by sentence.

After hearing a few words, Zhao Yuxiang's expression changed instantly; this sudden turn of events left her somewhat at a loss.

After the recording finished playing, people in the crowd spoke up: "She played the victim in front of us, but she's so domineering in private. It turns out she's been faking it all along."

"Her daughter said she had no money, but she still keeps asking for money. She doesn't act like a mother at all!"

"I remember a while ago Dr. Rong got injured saving a woman who was jumping off a building. I said, how could someone like that not care about his parents?"

"I already promised her three thousand a month, but she's still not satisfied. She asked for five million. She's really greedy."

Seeing that those who had just sided with her had all changed their tune, Zhao Yuxiang hurriedly shouted, "Don't listen to her nonsense! She got seven million in the divorce settlement, and didn't give me a single penny. You believe her when she says she bought an orphanage? That's seven million, not seven hundred yuan! If it were you, would you be willing to give that up?"

The people around looked at each other and then fell silent instantly.

Zhao Yuxiang pointed at Rong Zheng's nose and said, "I think you just want to keep it all to yourself. Do you know how hard it was for me to raise you? What's wrong with asking you for some money? It's only right to be filial to your parents!"

"Just because you can't bear to part with her doesn't mean she can't!" A deep voice came from the side.