Chapter Thirty: How Could He Possibly Have Woken Up?

Zhao Han shouted furiously, "Do you have any idea how important our company's reputation is?"

"Do you realize how much money our company is going to lose because of this mess you've made?"

Li Yan had not expected this incident to impact the company. She remained stubborn. "Even if Xiao Hao was in the wrong, there is the law to judge him. Who are those netizens you mentioned? They are nothing but a bunch of keyboard warriors. What right do they have to criticize my son?"

"If you want to blame someone, blame that kid for being weak. I searched online; he’s one of those 'fragile college students'! He was already in poor health; maybe it’s his own fault that he suffered a cerebral infarction and became a vegetable. How could that possibly have anything to do with our Xiao Hao?"

Hearing Li Yan say this, Zhao Han’s face changed completely. "What did you just say? The young man became a vegetable?"

Zhao Han felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss. It was over. Everything was over.

On his way here, Zhao Han had also looked up Wu Bin’s identity. The moment he saw the results, he felt completely numb. A "fragile college student," a rising internet celebrity at the Agricultural University whose followers had already surpassed 300,000, and whose popularity was still soaring!

In this era where traffic is king, Zhao Han knew exactly what it meant to have an influencer with 300,000 followers. If this situation wasn't handled properly, he and his company would likely find themselves permanently booked on the trending search lists.

At the thought that his company's stock might plummet tomorrow, Zhao Han kicked Zhao Hao to the ground!

"I’ll beat you to death, you good-for-nothing brat! How did I end up with a piece of trash like you!"

Li Yan tried to intervene, but she ended up receiving two slaps herself. Seeing how agitated Zhao Han was, He Bingbing couldn't help but look at Dean Li Guotai and Principal Xu Wenyao. "Dean Li, Principal Xu, don't you know him? Aren't you going to stop him?"

Zhao Han was being too ruthless, and He Bingbing was worried they might end up sending Zhao Hao to the hospital if they didn't intervene.

Xu Wenyao shook his head. "He is in a state of extreme rage right now. Even a dog would get slapped if it walked over there. How could I possibly step in?"

Li Guotai was even more blunt. "Let him hit him. If he breaks him, I can treat him."

Hearing their responses, the netizens in the live stream burst into laughter. "Even a dog would get slapped—Principal Xu is truly a man of culture. I'm dying of laughter."

"Brothers, I don't really understand. Why is Zhao Hao's father so worked up? Isn't it just a conflict between kids?"

"To the person above, are you familiar with the BMW ice cream incident? It was just about not giving ice cream to others. Guess how many billions BMW lost overnight?"

"For a listed company, reputation and brand image are everything. You could say they are invaluable, or you could say they are worthless, but once the brand is tarnished, the losses are incalculable."

"That’s why business people always emphasize that harmony brings wealth. It’s a piece of wisdom passed down by our ancestors. Did you think they were just joking?"

"We, the vast community of netizens, deserve the credit. If we hadn't dug up everything about Zhao Hao's father, he wouldn't be this agitated."

"How could he not be? Once they hit the trending searches tonight, their company's stock will take a nosedive. Once the stock dives, he’ll have to jump off a building."

Zhao Han beat Zhao Hao for ten full minutes, his own knuckles bloodied. Zhao Hao was in an even worse state, his face bruised and swollen into a pig’s head. Li Yan tried to stop him several times, but she was slapped each time. Experience proved that Xu Wenyao was right: in this situation, anyone who tried to stop him would get beaten.

Zhao Han pointed toward the door of Wu Bin’s hospital room. "Get over there and kneel! You are not allowed to stand up until Wu Bin wakes up!"

Zhao Hao dared not defy his father and could only crawl over to the door and kneel obediently. Watching the once arrogant rich kid in such a pathetic state, the netizens felt incredibly satisfied!

Weren't you acting tough? Weren't you rich? In the face of life, your money is worth nothing. You still have to kneel, don't you?

As a businessman, Zhao Han had long noticed the camera. He knew He Bingbing was live-streaming, which is why he had beaten Zhao Hao so savagely in front of everyone. Seeing that the timing was right, Zhao Han walked up to He Bingbing and feigned surprise. "Are you Miss He? Are you all live-streaming?"

Even though she knew Zhao Han was acting, He Bingbing had to play along. There was no helping it; that’s the world of adults. You couldn't just say, "Stop pretending, I know you're acting," could you?

Zhao Han faced the camera, deliberately putting on a pained and remorseful expression. "It is my failure as a father that has made a spectacle for everyone."

"I have to take responsibility for this, too. I started from nothing and have always been busy working; I’ve spent little time with Zhao Hao, neglecting his education, which led to his spoiled personality and resulted in today's tragedy."

"But please rest assured, I, Zhao Han, am a responsible person! Since we have done wrong, we must change!"

"Please give us a chance to turn over a new leaf. Don't go to our flagship store to leave bad reviews anymore! After all, I am not the only boss of that company; there are hundreds of employees relying on me for their livelihood."

"I hope you all can show some mercy and let us off the hook."

Well, well, the claws were finally out. Although everyone knew Zhao Han beat his son specifically for this purpose, most netizens chose to forgive him. After all, Zhao Han had really hit him, and Zhao Hao was indeed kneeling in front of Wu Bin’s room. In terms of sincerity, Zhao Han’s actions were impeccable.

The netizens sighed. "Actually, Zhao Hao’s father isn't that bad."

"Yeah, it’s not easy for merchants who start from scratch. They are always running around, so they must have neglected their children's education."

"As the saying goes, 'a doting mother leads to a ruined child.' Look at Zhao Hao’s mother; I think the reason he turned out this way is mainly because of her coddling."

"That’s not fair—why only the mother? A doting father can ruin a child too. No matter who it is, you shouldn't spoil a child."

"Sigh, both sides are unlucky. Wu Bin is a vegetable, and Zhao Hao’s family is being cyberbullied. No one won."

Just as the netizens were lamenting, the door to the patient’s room suddenly opened. A nurse ran out in a hurry. "Dean, Wu Bin is awake!"

Hearing this, everyone’s spirits soared! Especially the old professor, who looked as if he had seen a ghost. "He’s awake? How is that possible? It shouldn't be possible for him to wake up this quickly!"

Li Guotai smiled faintly. "Old Professor, you still don't understand. Wu Bin’s physical constitution is incredibly robust."

The old professor was fuming. "What does physical constitution have to do with it? The anesthesia shouldn't have worn off yet! How could he be awake?"

Li Guotai: ...

Netizens: ...

My Brother Wu’s body is just plain awesome!