Conglomerate System
Healing Ricky

Amidst the gazes of everyone in the restaurant. Zai put his hand on Ricky's ankle. That six-year-old boy.

With the golden eyes he had. He saw a slightly widened bone at the bottom of the knee and he needed to massage the leg to fit as he should and Ricky would walk normally like a child his age.

By flowing Qi in his palm. Zai slowly flexed the inner bone on Ricky's leg until evenly distributed like human bones in general.

Nothing amazing happens as others would expect. They want to see a miracle in an extraordinary form. But all they saw was someone massaging the legs. That's a very common thing that is often found in massage places. Some people who saw the boredom left before Zai ended his massage.

"It's over!" Zai said, he smiled sweetly at the little boy. Then leave the resto.

[Ting. congratulations, the host got The Consulate Restaurant].

Zai Stopped his steps hearing the notification. If he gets it means the mission is complete.

The Consulate is a pretty good Resto in terms of looks. Service and more now Zai is there.

Ricky felt no change in his legs. Only a sense of warmth flowed between his bones. That's it, nothing more. He stepped on his foot and walked to his mother's hand to go home.

But the mother screamed a happy spirit. Seeing her son walk normally. "My child! Your leg's healed!" He hugged Ricky, his beloved eldest son.

Some of the people who had passed immediately returned when they heard the mother's cry. And want to be sure of the truth. For they knew and saw for themselves how the child walked.

Surprise was seen from their eyes. No one expected the truth and prowess of the young man who had somehow come from the middle of nowhere.

"Yes mom. My leg's healed. Where was my brother who helped me?" Ricky asked with happy tears. She was crying. Not one bit imagined by him can walk normally. He was already resigned when he found out his legs could not walk perfectly. So did his mother. But today the miracle came unexpectedly.

"He's there, son. Hurry up and greet him!" His mother pointed at Zai who was walking towards a table.

Soon Ricky ran fast enough and approached Zai who was sitting with Laila still faithfully waiting for him.

"Congratulations. You get this restaurant" said Laila. He omitted the word sir. Because being in public. Laila smiled at the boy who was running towards their place.

Visitors flocked to approach. Someone immediately said "Son. Your hand is magical. Is it possible to heal my long-paralyzed legs?" A middle-aged man was sitting in a wheelchair with a young woman accompanying him.

Zai looked at the man as his hand rubbed Ricky's head. "No business. If you want to find your brother. Come here again later" Zai told Ricky.

Ricky nodded and said "thank you, brother. May you always be given the blessings of health" he said smoothly without stammering. After that, he ran to his mother again. He felt such strong legs that he could run fast.

Everyone saw that and had fun. Some others who have the disease, immediately ask for a consultation on the spot. But Zai raised his hand and said "sorry. I'm not a doctor. I knew before that you were underestimating me. But after seeing my abilities. You just thought of asking me for help" Zai refused them.

Everyone was silent and the place around them was silent for a moment.

"But I will give one of you a chance once" Zai said. Even though his mind refused. But his heart still accepted forgiveness. "But I'll only check five people. For I have a busy life" as soon as the sentence is finished. Everyone who walked far enough back with a jostle.

The restaurant manager was stunned to see something. He immediately walked out of his room and walked quickly, then stepped towards the place of the person in the photo of his cell phone.

"Sorry excuse me!" His hands split the crowd. He knew that the person in the photo was the same person as the owner of the Resto that he now worked there.

Some people who knew that it was the manager, immediately paved the way. The manager came in and greeted the young man. "Sir Zai. Can you move inside. I've prepared the room for you" said the manager. He's very polite. Because he's basically a good guy. It is perfect to be a leader in a company.

"What's the manager? Let him here, I'll see him as my guest" said the person in the wheelchair.

The manager immediately turned his head and saw who had spoken to him. Instantly he was surprised again.

"Sir Calvin. Nice to meet you, but–" the manager stopped his words because he got deheman from Zai.

"Take me into the room" said Zai, standing up and reaching out to Laila, who immediately greeted her.

"Excuse me Mr. Calvin. I will take the Boss first" said the manager with a smile and guilt for not being able to welcome the super rich guest.

Calvin just nodded his head. But he still asked his grandson to push the wheelchair and follow the direction of the three people's goal.

Everyone who had previously clustered was silent in place as if they were getting hypnotized and unable to control themselves. It was only when Zai and Laila disappeared from that place. They just woke up.

"Where was the miracle doctor?" One of them asked. But no one answered because everyone had a confused face.

Zai who did that before, if he did not do that there would definitely be difficulties when he wanted to move places.

"Please enter Mr. Zai. Sorry before I didn't know that you were the owner of this Resto, I just opened a notice from the center that the old boss has retired and changed with a very young new boss. And your photo is visible sir!" The manager was so happy. Never did he expect to meet and be able to serve the new boss directly.

"Don't be too formal. Just provide a drink because we will have two guests. Bring out the best service the restaurant has!" Zai's orders to the manager named Arthur.

"Good Mr. Zai. I'll get it ready soon." After speaking, Arthur came out of the room and he met with Calvin and also the young woman who always accompanied him.

"Please enter Mr. Calvin. You've been awaited by the big Boss!" Said Arthur.

'Boss? The owner is not my best friend. And he has no sons. Or did he sell it. But I guess that's impossible?!' Inner Calvin.....