"You need these two medicinal ingredients too?" Yin Muqing sounded somewhat surprised.
Chen Fan frowned slightly. "Is there anyone else who needs these two ingredients?"
Yin Muqing nodded. "That's right, Manager Xue and his group just now also asked us to help them acquire these two medicinal ingredients."
Chen Fan glanced towards the direction outside the door. "It seems these two ingredients are quite scarce lately. Please help me acquire them to the best of your ability."
"Mr. Chen, we will do our utmost!" Yin Muqing promised.
Chen Fan nodded, then prepared to take his leave.
Seeing Chen Fan about to leave, Yin Muqing quickly followed, her previous hostility gone, replaced by a shy blush unique to a young woman.
"Mr. Chen, thank you for saving my father. Tonight, do you have time tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner, would that be okay?" Yin Muqing lowered her head, appearing somewhat nervous.
Inside the room, Yin Ruiping and Tian Cong exchanged glances upon hearing Yin Muqing's words outside the door, a smile appearing on their faces.
"I still need to return to the hospital. I'm quite busy these days. Perhaps another time," Chen Fan declined.
"Ah? Okay, okay." Yin Muqing seemed a little disappointed.
However, Chen Fan didn't notice these details. He was currently thinking that the excellent hand Xue Yang had dealt him would surely bring about unexpected results.
"Mr. Chen, then let's exchange phone numbers. If I have any news, I'll contact you promptly," Yin Muqing asked again.
After exchanging phone numbers, Chen Fan finally left Shen Zhi Tang.
"Cough, cough, Xiao Qing, Mr. Chen has already disappeared," Tian Cong's voice suddenly sounded from behind Yin Muqing.
Yin Muqing's face immediately flushed red, and she shot Tian Cong a playfully chiding glance. "Uncle Tian! What are you talking about!"
Following that, Yin Muqing, her face still flushed, ran towards the second floor of Shen Zhi Tang.
After Chen Fan left Shen Zhi Tang, it was already nearing the end of the workday.
Checking the time, Chen Fan directly called Qin Shuran, asking her what she wanted to eat after work. He had already taken leave, so he might as well go grocery shopping first and then pick Qin Shuran up from work at the hospital later.
However, just as Chen Fan arrived at the market, his phone suddenly rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, it was Song Wenting. Chen Fan frowned slightly. Ever since he had patted her behind last time, Chen Fan was now truly afraid of seeing this woman.
"Cough, cough, Boss Song, why do you have time to call me today?" Chen Fan asked, clearing his throat after answering the call.
"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, come to the Red Leaf Bar on Panlong Mountain." Song Wenting's voice was very cold, as if she were speaking to a stranger.
"Alright, I'll take leave from the hospital." Chen Fan couldn't refuse, as this was part of the conditions of their transaction.
After receiving Chen Fan's reply, Song Wenting directly hung up the phone.
Listening to the dial tone from his phone, Chen Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Song Wenting didn't bring up the previous incident, otherwise, it would have been very awkward for Chen Fan.
After buying groceries, Chen Fan picked up Qin Shuran and returned home, making a sumptuous dinner for her.
Just as they finished eating, Chen Fan's phone rang again.
Seeing that it was Da Xiong calling, Chen Fan answered directly.
He said that he had received news that Peng Wenjun was buying Chonglou and natural Niu Huang at a high price. Even the black market had spread the word, with prices more than three times the previous amount.
Chen Fan understood that Peng Wenjun was doing this with the support of Chang Teng Pharmaceutical.
After giving a few simple instructions, Chen Fan hung up the phone.
That night, in the dark room, Chen Fan lay alone in bed, his eyes open, lost in thought.
This was his first battle with the Long family, and he had to win.
The next morning, Chen Fan sent Qin Shuran to the hospital. After taking leave from Lian Wenxin, he drove directly to the Red Leaf Bar on Panlong Mountain.
When Chen Fan arrived at Panlong Mountain, Song Wenting was already waiting for him in the parking lot.
"You're very punctual." As Chen Fan got out of the car precisely at eight in the morning, Song Wenting walked over in her high heels.
However, her expression remained cold, lacking the previous warmth she had shown Chen Fan.
Chen Fan knew why, of course. He smiled awkwardly and asked, "Boss Song, what do you need me to do today?"
"Keep your mouth shut and stay by my godfather's side."
Saying that, Song Wenting turned and walked towards the vertical elevator next to the cliff.
Chen Fan followed behind Song Wenting, looking at her graceful back. Chen Fan couldn't help but glance at the spot he had patted last time.
He was constantly wondering if he should apologize to Song Wenting, as it was his fault last time.
However, just as Chen Fan was lost in thought, Song Wenting suddenly stopped.
Chen Fan didn't have time to react and bumped directly into Song Wenting's back.
"Sorry, sorry," Chen Fan apologized quickly, his face becoming even more awkward.
Song Wenting said with a cold face, "Dare to look again, and I'll take your eyes."
Chen Fan was stunned and looked at Song Wenting in front of him in surprise. But then he realized that the elevator door in front was reflective, meaning that Song Wenting had seen him staring at her behind!
"Cough, cough, cough." Chen Fan cleared his throat. "Boss Song, I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to apologize for what happened last time."
Upon hearing Chen Fan mention the previous incident, Song Wenting's cold face instantly turned red.
Song Wenting turned around and walked into the elevator, completely ignoring Chen Fan.
Chen Fan had no choice but to follow.
Just as the elevator reached the summit of Panlong Mountain, Song Wenting suddenly said, "Protect yourself, and don't be reckless about anything."
Chen Fan nodded.
Then, Song Wenting walked directly towards the Red Leaf Bar.
Just as Chen Fan and Song Wenting were about to enter the Red Leaf Bar, the sound of several helicopters roared from the sky.
Four helicopters were seen flying towards the summit of Panlong Mountain where the Red Leaf Bar was located.
"Stop looking, let's go," Song Wenting reminded him and entered the Red Leaf Bar.
Under Song Wenting's guidance, Chen Fan was led to a room to change into a bodyguard's suit, and then he arrived at the general manager's office.
The masked man was sitting on the sofa. Beneath the mask, his emotions were completely hidden.
"Godfather, Qiao Long has arrived and is already waiting for you in the conference room," Song Wenting said.
The masked man nodded slightly, stood up, and walked towards the door.
As he passed Chen Fan, he didn't even glance at him.
In a conference room, a man in his thirties had his legs propped up on the conference table, a cigar in his mouth, and a beauty in his arms.
Behind him stood more than a dozen burly men.
The door to the conference room was opened.
A group of people walked into the conference room. Seeing the masked man at the head, the man casually greeted him, "Boss, long time no see."
But the other party made no move to stand up, and his eyes were full of disdain.
"Qiao Long, how dare you not stand up when you see my godfather! You're too bold!" Song Wenting, who was behind the masked man, showed displeasure.