Chapter 154: Lin Dazhi? What a Tacky Name!

At nine o'clock on a weekend morning, the sky over the Imperial Capital was overcast and drizzly.

Outside the Workers' Gymnasium, on the plaza, streams of people began to surge toward the entrance one after another.

More than ten sets of security staff at the entrance were busy working in an orderly fashion.

Beside the main venue entrance, a huge poster was particularly eye-catching.

"Time Reversal, taking you back to your youth."

Below the catchy title, a giant poster featuring four beautiful young women exuding youthful vitality attracted the gazes of countless male compatriots.

To be honest, this fair-skinned and curvaceous type is the favorite of the vast majority of men, but in recent years, mainstream female aesthetics have been dominated by the sickly "pale, young, and thin" look, so there are really not many brands that dare to advertise like this in public. Before this, only a certain coconut milk brand had persisted with the same aesthetic for decades, and now there is one more: New World.

"Is this what you dragged me all this way to see?"

Meng Ruolan sat in the nanny van, looking through the car window at the huge poster more than thirty meters away, frowning as she spoke.

Her voice was very distinctive; a unique nasal tone mixed with a hint of slight hoarseness, yet it carried a sexy flavor amidst its languor.

Li Yongquan sat in the front passenger seat, and through the rearview mirror, he could faintly see the stunningly beautiful face of his aunt, Meng Ruolan, as well as her superb figure, comparable to that of Western women, wrapped in black leather clothing.

A flash of heat crossed his eyes, but it was quickly and carefully concealed by him.

Although Meng Ruolan was his aunt, her actual age was a few years younger than his. His mother had three sisters, and there was a gap of nearly twenty years between her and this youngest sister. And this youngest sister of the Meng Family was also the most beautiful one among the sisters, as well as the most successful.

The Nan Province Wang Family was a name that carried weight throughout all of China! To be appreciated by the old man of the Wang Family, even if only as a granddaughter, the nobility of that status and position was self-evident.

"Aunt, you don't know, according to the news I've received, this Time Reversal Instrument is not simple; it definitely has something to it. Aunt, I guarantee you won't regret it after seeing it!" Li Yongquan patted his chest to guarantee.

"Big nephew, don't think I don't know that you were taught a lesson by that eldest miss of your Li Family before, all because of Lin Dazhi, the little boss of this New World Company. You use my banner to mess with someone else's wife and target his company; I can't be bothered to care about those things, but if you dare to use your aunt as a pawn, watch out or I'll skin you alive!"

By the time Meng Ruolan finished speaking, the languid air from before was nowhere to be found on her; with her aura fully unleashed, she was like a true queen at this moment!

Li Yongquan was so frightened he shuddered, hurriedly shrinking his neck as he said, "Aunt, don't worry, even if you gave me eight hundred guts, I wouldn't dare do that. Anyway, since we're already here, just treat it as relaxing and finding some fun, what do you say?"

"Fine, there's nothing going on these two days anyway, so just treat it as coming to the Imperial Capital to relax. Tonight I'll take you to a dinner party to meet some big shots in the Imperial Capital circle and let you broaden your horizons. Look at what you do every single day; as the future head of the Li Family, you're bickering with such small fry—aren't you losing face? Get out of the car!"

As Meng Ruolan spoke, she signaled her subordinates to open the electric door, then draped a shawl over her shoulders and walked toward the VIP entrance under the protection of her bodyguards.

Seeing this, Li Yongquan hurriedly got out of the car and followed fawningly.

Although he had been scolded by his aunt, Li Yongquan felt very smug inside.

His aunt Meng Ruolan said he wanted to use her as a pawn, and she was actually right; that was exactly what Li Yongquan was planning!

How did his aunt Meng Ruolan make her start? It was in the beauty industry. Even without the status of being the granddaughter of the old man of the Wang Family, her title as the "Medical Beauty Empress of Nan Province" was not called for nothing.

Throughout the entire Nan Province, including the neighboring Su and Zhe provinces, almost all medical beauty institutions of any significant scale were her businesses. Although the overall economic environment had been poor these past two years, medical beauty had always been a highly profitable industry. Her Meiye Group had a net annual profit—not to mention too much—but two or three billion was definitely there.

Precisely because of this, Li Yongquan believed that if his aunt became interested in the product developed by Lin Dazhi's company, she would definitely use any means necessary to get her hands on it. And although this aunt was extremely beautiful, she was no saint; her methods were much more ruthless than his own.

In Li Yongquan's eyes, the scumbags Lin Dazhi and Bai Weiwei were ants that could be crushed at any time, but killing them directly would be letting them off too easily. For daring to make him kneel on the ground and slap his own face, he wanted to make these scumbags pay back this humiliation and torture ten times, a hundred times over; he wanted to make them wish they were dead!

"Lin Dazhi, I'll first make your company go bankrupt and turn you into a pauper, then I'll snatch away the things you worked so hard to develop, and finally, I'll cripple you and let you watch helplessly as I play with your woman right in front of you!"

Thinking of such a scene, Li Yongquan trembled slightly with excitement, even feeling a physical reaction.

He followed behind his aunt Meng Ruolan, entered the VIP passage, and arrived inside the venue.

The VIP area was in the very front row, right in the center of the stage. Li Yongquan saw his aunt Meng Ruolan sitting in the first row at a glance; she was currently chatting with an acquaintance beside her.

"President He, what a coincidence, you're here to see the product launch too." Li Yongquan looked at his aunt, who was turned sideways talking to a middle-aged noblewoman.

"Hi, isn't it just that I heard it was something new, so I came to see what kind of thing it is. Oh, by the way, Xiao Lan, you're a professional in this field; do you think this product is really as amazing as they claim?" President He asked curiously.

"How could it be? It's fake, absolutely fake. Human cell repair—the most advanced technology is over in the States. They've been researching it for so many years and have invested hundreds of billions in R&D funds, yet they still don't dare say it can be commercialized; all the results are still in the laboratory stage. A small domestic company dares to claim they've developed it? What a joke!" Meng Ruolan said with a giggle.

"Exactly, I also think it's unreliable. I'm just here because I have nothing better to do. I was even thinking that if this thing were really reliable, I might invest a little money," President He said with a smile.

"Yo, if you really had that idea, the person in charge of this small company would be thrilled to death," Meng Ruolan flattered her exaggeratedly.

Hearing Meng Ruolan's words, President He was clearly very pleased. She turned her head to look at the media area not far away and saw that quite a few foreign media outlets had actually come, which made her feel a bit more curious about this newly established small company.

Meng Ruolan also saw this situation. Not only that, she also saw many familiar peers had come. It seemed that everyone was quite interested in what this small company had come up with.

"Lin Dazhi? What a tacky name. You'd better be able to give me a real surprise, otherwise, if you waste my time, the consequences will be very serious." Meng Ruolan crossed her arms, looking at the big screen on the stage, thinking to herself.