A guest is a guest.
Since Zhang Zicheng had come to his territory, Shen Xiong planned to take him around.
However, Zhang Zicheng had something on his mind during this visit to Chengdu, so he had no interest in sightseeing.
"Third Brother, if you act like this, I'll feel like I'm not treating you well. Let's not stand on ceremony. If there's anything I can do for you, brother, please don't hesitate to say so."
Shen Xiong had noticed Zhang Zicheng's absent-mindedness early on.
After a slight hesitation, Zhang Zicheng stated his intentions.
"Alright, since Third Brother has asked, I'll call Du Fei again. However, if he still refuses to come out, I hope Third Brother won't blame me."
Upon hearing Zhang Zicheng's words, Shen Xiong understood his concerns.
Although Zhang Zicheng and he were now the leaders of the Southwest Alliance, Zhang Zicheng was more anxious in this position than Shen Xiong.
This was because Du Fei was someone Shen Xiong had brought into the fold, and Zhang Zicheng had no prior relationship with him.
Moreover, at the alliance meeting in Spring City, after witnessing the astonishing skills of Lin Fenggong and Du Fei, Zhang Zicheng realized that there were indeed people in the world who were unafraid of guns and could fight dozens or hundreds of people alone.
Zhang Zicheng had no doubt that even if he were protected by dozens of people, Du Fei could easily take his life if he wished.
Therefore, as soon as Zhang Zicheng ascended to the position of alliance leader and finished his affairs, he rushed to Chengdu, wanting to meet Du Fei and have a chat to calm his uneasy heart.
Ring, ring, ring.
Shen Xiong dialed the number, and the dialing tone sounded from his phone.
"Shen Xiong? Is something wrong?"
The call was answered, and Du Fei's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Shen Xiong immediately responded, then glanced at Zhang Zicheng beside him and conveyed that the latter wanted to meet him.
Du Fei did not agree immediately. Zhang Zicheng, a prominent figure who had dominated the Southwest region for years, now seemed as nervous as a student awaiting exam results, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.
"Alright, tonight at seven o'clock. Give me an address, and I'll come over."
Upon hearing Du Fei's agreement, both Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng smiled.
Zhang Zicheng was so excited that he was visibly moved, but as a seasoned leader, he quickly noticed his emotions and regained his composure in the fastest way possible.
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At half-past six in the evening, after driving Liu Shishi home, Du Fei drove to the address Shen Xiong had sent him.
As soon as he parked his car, he saw Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng pacing back and forth at the entrance, looking out expectantly.
Seeing him get out of the car, they immediately walked over.
"Du Fei."
"Mr. Du."
As Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng approached, they immediately greeted him proactively.
Du Fei nodded slightly.
Then, Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng, one on each side, escorted Du Fei inside.
Upon entering the room, Du Fei naturally took the seat of honor.
Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng also sat down.
Du Fei glanced at each of them.
"Third Brother, since Du Fei is here, why don't you speak your mind directly?"
Seeing Zhang Zicheng staring at him, Shen Xiong spoke up.
Originally, Zhang Zicheng had intended to have Shen Xiong speak on his behalf, as he was not very familiar with Du Fei and felt it inconvenient to say certain things.
But unexpectedly, Shen Xiong had directly pushed him into the spotlight.
As a well-known figure in the underworld, Zhang Zicheng, despite feeling a hint of nervousness facing Du Fei, could not show any weakness.
"Mr. Du, I actually came today to thank you for saving everyone in the Southwest region. Secondly, after discussing with my subordinates, we would like to entrust a portion of our future income to your discretion."
Although he was talking about money, Zhang Zicheng was not a three-year-old child and knew not to be too direct.
Therefore, he first used the excuse of thanking him for saving their lives as a prelude, and then proposed to hand over a portion of the money, stating it would be under Du Fei's discretion, without being too blunt.
Shen Xiong, standing beside him, quickly expressed his agreement, with the specific meaning similar to Zhang Zicheng's.
Du Fei looked at them again and slowly said, "You two might have misunderstood. I didn't do all that for your money. However, since you've brought it up, let me tell you my thoughts."
He didn't want their money?
This surprised not only Zhang Zicheng but also Shen Xiong.
After all, the annual income from the underworld in the entire Southwest region was definitely an astronomical figure.
Moreover, with the entire Southwest region now consolidated, and large-scale gang wars or territorial disputes no longer occurring, the income had increased significantly.
And now, Du Fei was saying he didn't want it. What was the inside story?
For a moment, Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but exchange glances, but neither spoke.
"I know you are involved in the martial world, and it's inevitable that you'll engage in some illegal activities. However, I hope that from now on, you two will restrain your subordinates, minimize illegal activities, and absolutely do not harm lives. Otherwise, if I find out in the future, I will show no mercy."
Du Fei knew that it was unrealistic to expect them to completely reform and become ordinary people overnight, let alone that their subordinates would agree.
Furthermore, no matter how the world developed, there would always be a dark side, and various violent incidents could not be completely eradicated.
Even if Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng were willing to retire from the underworld, others would still emerge.
Du Fei was not an immortal being and couldn't prevent everyone from entering this line of work.
So, he could only do what was within his capabilities, which was to have Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng control their subordinates and reduce such occurrences.
Although Du Fei's request was somewhat strange, both Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"There's one more thing I'd like to ask for your help."
Du Fei changed the subject, recalling the main reason he had agreed to meet them today.
"From now on, I will establish a company specializing in the production and treatment of traditional Chinese medicine for various common illnesses. I hope you will each send some personnel to help me promote these traditional Chinese medicines in the Southwest region."
Promote traditional Chinese medicine?
What was this all about now?
Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng were bewildered by Du Fei's successive statements, unable to fathom his intentions.
Were the actions of masters always this inscrutable to ordinary people?
Asking them to help promote traditional Chinese medicines that were about to be officially launched was also a sudden idea from Du Fei.
Although Du Fei was confident in the efficacy of the traditional Chinese medicines he produced using the formulas he provided.
However, for many years, Chinese people had become accustomed to seeing Western doctors in hospitals, as Western medicine was often quicker for most illnesses.
Therefore, to popularize traditional Chinese medicine, a lot of manpower was needed.
Since Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng had a large number of subordinates, Du Fei certainly wouldn't miss this good opportunity.
After Du Fei's detailed explanation, Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng finally understood what Du Fei intended to do.
Although after listening, they both admired Du Fei's compassionate heart for saving lives.
However, asking a group of underworld figures to promote traditional Chinese medicine to everyone was an idea that only Du Fei, with his boundless imagination, could conceive.
Nevertheless, since Du Fei had spoken, Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng could only agree reluctantly.
Du Fei smiled and said that he thanked Shen Xiong and Zhang Zicheng for their hard work on behalf of the vast number of patients.