Chapter 251: Taking Again

In the blink of an eye, a week passed. This day, Saturday.

Wang Yan's clinic didn't have the concept of rest, unless he had something to do; otherwise, it was basically four hours every morning. And because many people were busy with work on weekdays, they only came to see a doctor on rest days. And because there were many people on rest days, the numbers were all from a few days ago, which again gave birth to scalpers who ate his, Wang Mou's, numbers.

There was no way, where there is a need, there is a market. And these people were quite particular; they had people queuing for work-day numbers, and of course, they didn't dare to go too far, basically all new faces, queuing for a small part. Then they would exchange with patients holding rest-day numbers for some money to change to a work-day number, and make a profit from it. This profit was quite considerable; after all, Wang Yan's medical skills and status were there, and there was no lack of rich people waiting in line to see a doctor; it was not as cost-effective as watching monkeys at the zoo...

However, this time Wang Yan didn't manage those people, unlike the scalpers who infringed on the rights of all patients in hospitals; he was just one doctor, and guaranteed order under a strong fist. And those who were really sick and came to try their luck wouldn't be exchanged. Those who exchanged were all those who came to watch monkeys, or those who wanted to take advantage of small gains, and the impact on patients was not big.

After sending away the last patient, Wang Yan drove to Tsim Sha Tsui. Fang Ting had called before and asked him to have lunch. He had already told Ruan Mei not to wait for him.

Because she was working in Central, and had to rush back and forth by bus every day, she was somewhat exhausted. It just so happened that she was working with Chen Taotao, counting as her thirty00,000 shares, plus Chen Taotao looked at Fang Ting with different eyes, so it was normal to give more salary. After having money in her hands, Fang Ting naturally wasn't satisfied with the daily rush. So Fang Ting had already moved out of the public housing and rented a small room with a classmate in Mong Kok; that was just a matter of the last two days.

Arriving at the entrance of the restaurant by appointment, seeing Fang Ting standing on the side of the road in youthful and beautiful clothes at the forefront of fashion, Wang Yan honked his horn to remind her, and then found a place to park the car.

Fang Ting had already followed, helped open the driver's door, with a happy and shy face: "Brother Yan."

Wang Yan took his wallet and mobile phone and got out of the car, "bang" closed the car door: "Why did you think of inviting me to dinner?"

Fang Ting blinked: "Can't I find Brother Yan for a meal if there's nothing?"

"Alright, don't play that trick, I've been busy all morning and I'm hungry, let's go in."

"This shop is very famous in this generation, Brother Yan has a mouth for food."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, didn't say anything, and took Fang Ting to sit at the table she had occupied before, and ordered a few signature dishes. Even if this shop wasn't good, it wouldn't be too bad, because at this meal time, not only was it full inside, but there were also people queuing at the door.

"This shop is not cheap, and you're renting a house and eating a big meal, how much salary does Chen Taotao give you?"

Fang Ting laughed: "I'm a shareholder, and you also know that Chen Taotao is very good at playing stocks, it's not fixed every month."

"Not bad, earning so much after working for so long, your classmates probably only have five or six thousand, a bright future."

"So what if the future is bright, isn't it that working hard for a month isn't enough to buy a few bottles of your Strength-Enhancing Pills, Brother Yan."

"It's as if I didn't give you a discount."

It could be considered Wang Yan's kindness, or it could be said that he had long had no good intentions. The Fang family, including that brat Fang Zhanbo, all bought Strength-Enhancing Pills at an 80% discount. The price difference of one bottle was 2,500, and Luo Huiling and the four Fang siblings, if they bought them and resold them, even if they sold them at the flat price, it would be ten thousand, not to mention that there were smuggling gangs specifically collecting them at a premium. In this regard, Wang Yan was enough.

Fang Ting curled her lips: "Even with a discount, it's ten thousand, how can we afford it? Until now, I just bought a few bottles for Xiaomin. She studies hard and is relatively hardworking, so she needs Strength-Enhancing Pills to supplement."

When she knew Wang Yan gave a discount, without them speaking, Luo Huiling refused. Finally, she couldn't refuse, so she accepted it. But to say they resold Strength-Enhancing Pills, they definitely didn't have that thought; even Fang Zhanbo, that mixed-up brat, opposed reselling for profit, and sometimes when he made money playing stocks, he would buy a bottle for Fang Min.

Even if they went to resell, it didn't matter; what was that little money? Compared to those professional smugglers of Strength-Enhancing Pills, the US dollars that Long Teng lost, a mere ten thousand Hong Kong dollars was a drop in the bucket, describing it as one hair out of nine oxen was an overestimation.

Regarding their approach, Wang Yan had no opinion. People live and look up to themselves, which is good. If they don't look up to themselves, it's fine to do it for money. After all, the petty profits in Wang Yan's eyes were a fortune to others.

So for Fang Ting's words, Wang Yan didn't follow up, but instead talked about her work and chatted about the current stock market. Eating and drinking, the atmosphere was harmonious.

In a blink of an eye, the meal was half eaten, and Fang Ting's words were less, just fiddling with the straw of the big drink, looking at Wang Yan who was still eating fiercely.

"Eat, what are you looking at me for?"

Fang Ting shook her head: "I'm already full."

"Something up?" Wang Yan wiped his mouth with paper and said: "If there's something, just say it, whether it can be solved depends on the situation."

Fang Ting looked at Wang Yan opposite, and after a long while, said: "Brother Yan can definitely solve it."

"Let's hear it."

Fang Ting bit her lip, and after a long while, said: "Brother Yan, did you go for a drink with Sister Ling last week?"

"Yes."

"And then you didn't come back!"

Wang Yan didn't commit himself: "What did Sister Ling say?"

Fang Ting stared at Wang Yan's eyes tightly: "Sister Ling said she stayed by the sea for a night to calm down."

Wang Yan smiled, didn't speak.

Seeing him not speaking, Fang Ting gritted her teeth: "I found... I found that after that day, Sister Ling looked at you very unnaturally. And sometimes Sister Ling is mysterious, and has been out of sight..."

"Just say it directly."

"You two were together that night." Fang Ting said very firmly, just missing a BGM background sound.

Wang Yan continued not to speak.

Fang Ting made up her mind and said directly: "Actually... Brother Yan, actually, I... I also liked... liked you before."

"Hmm."

"Before, you were with A-Mei, and I was still... still liked you very much, it was me who was cheap, it was me who was shameless. But now it's different... but you and Sister Ling are together, and I treat her as a mother in my heart, so Brother Yan, I'm sorry."

Wang Yan asked: "So why did you say so much?"

Regarding his performance, Fang Ting said disappointedly: "Just wanted you to say something, it's nothing, and it's not very important..."

Drinking water, Wang Yan got up to find the waiter to settle the bill, and when he came back, Fang Ting was already in tears.

First love, it was not easy to say what was in her heart, and the result was not what she imagined, so it was uncomfortable for anyone.

Wang Yan stood by the table and handed over a tissue: "Wipe your tears, I'll take you to a place."

Fang Ting choked: "Where to?"

"You'll know when you get there, let's go."

Fang Ting wiped her tears reluctantly and followed Wang Yan into the car.

Where else could Wang Yan take her, of course, to a hotel. Fang Ting couldn't break through, Wang Yan could help her. Actually, it was nothing big, as long as they didn't live together, lived separately, it was just like that. And Fang Ting wasn't Luo Huiling's biological daughter, just ten years older, it didn't matter.

Fang Ting experienced personnel for the first time, and Wang Yan returned to the public housing not late, which could be considered ruthless after pulling. He didn't feel guilty, and the meal was delicious.

The next day, he arranged for his subordinates to go over, took Fang Ting to buy a large apartment in Central, and the rest would be handled slowly.

In the following time, Wang Yan lived according to his own rhythm, seeing patients every day, studying at the company, mainly accompanying Ruan Mei, and only occasionally taking turns with Luo Huiling and Fang Ting. However, although his companionship time was short, it could definitely not be said that he didn't care, and money was not lacking.

Luo Huiling signed up for classes to study, wanting to continue her unfinished studies. Fang Ting followed Chen Taotao every day, and after work, she was busy renovating the apartment she had taken a fancy to according to her own ideas. Both had things to do, neither was lonely, and both were good.

However, neither of these two rich women leaked their wealth, and they were still the same as before. Wang Yan took care of the Fang family; under Fang Fang's excitement and disbelief, she was recruited to Long Teng to start from the bottom. Long Teng's recruitment was always high-standard, and the treatment was naturally high-standard; even the lowest-level intern had a bright future that made people envious. In terms of overall treatment, Long Teng was the best in Hong Kong and was at the forefront of the world, and a group of multinational giants in Hong Kong were not good.

Fang Zhanbo was still a waiter at the Chinese Association, but because he broke Chen Wanxian's move when Chen Taotao and Chen Wanxian played a father-son game, he was still doing quite well. And he played with Chen Taotao, so his future would be good if he continued like this.

Fang Min was a good student at the University of Hong Kong, and Wang Yan, this godfather, this brother-in-law, donated a sum of money to the University of Hong Kong just to issue her a scholarship.

The company's development was naturally flourishing, the territory was getting bigger day by day, and the money was getting more and more day by day, and it was already unstoppable. Not to mention the capital world, just talking about the underworld, other thugs already had signs of gathering to dry Long Teng.

There was no way, the big gangs in Hong Kong had been doing it for many years, and everyone knew what strength they had. Although there were occasional frictions, generally speaking, the problem was not big, and everyone was making their own money. Before, Long Teng occupied Sha Tin and it was nothing; after all, everyone's strength was about the same and could contain each other. But now Long Teng occupied half of the New Territories, and the subordinates were working hard towards five thousand; how could others play?

Long Teng's five thousand subordinates were not comparable to the ten thousand mobs of other gangs. They were all properly paid, and there were differences in level treatment; the monthly salary alone was nearly thirty million, how could others play?

And most importantly, Long Teng was particularly selfish; as long as they occupied the territory, they wouldn't give others any room for survival. Now the situation was clear; anyone could see Long Teng's ambition to unify the Hong Kong underworld, so how could they sit and wait for death? So Wang Yan could receive news from time to time; today a few big brothers had secret talks, tomorrow a few big brothers had private meetings.

But Wang Yan was not worried at all; after all, he was related to the interests of those drug-trafficking groups, and this time he was not single-handedly fighting the Hong Kong thugs. As for the drug traffickers promised by his gang, it was possible to promise, but the drug traffickers wouldn't believe it. It was really that the market in Long Teng's territory was too good, with many customers and good goods. Compared with other gangs, it was not a little bit worse. Just promising on the mouth to rectify the territory or how much money was useless.

This was also because Wang Yan was young and energetic in Infernal Affairs before, and his calmness was not enough; if he hadn't been in a hurry to ban drugs, he wouldn't have run back to the country and dared not return. This time it was different; Wang Yan let them sell on one hand, and secretly informed several middle-level police officers like Mu Hualiang on the other hand, letting them chase and investigate, and on the other hand, silently organized the information of these drug traffickers. Just waiting for the day he unified the Hong Kong underworld, these people, one by one, would all have to feed the fish.

As for other R&D aspects, besides new materials, balanced ternary computers, and artificial intelligence, Wang Yan also pulled a group of people to study MPEG technology, which was the VCD precursor technology from a long time ago. He hadn't touched it for hundreds of years, and plus this time there was the gold mine of Strength-Enhancing Pills, he had forgotten this tea, and it was only recently that he remembered it, and immediately pulled a group of people to study it, and at the same time sent people to the United States to dig foreign devils over, which could save some trouble.

Another noon, Wang Yan smoked and strolled back to the public housing, eating the lunch carefully prepared by Ruan Mei; now Ruan Mei's craftsmanship was getting better and better, and she was already moving towards LV3.

Walking, Wang Yan sat down without warning, turned his head and waved at the distance.

The man over there wanted to hide, but seeing the subordinates patrolling behind noticing the movement and walking over, he still walked over.

Looking at this middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, medium build, and relatively capable, Wang Yan spat out the last puff of smoke, threw away the cigarette butt, and said faintly: "My patience is limited, I'll only ask once, whose person are you?"

The man looked at the seven or eight people behind him, and the police baton taken out, and smiled: "I heard that Brother Yan likes to break people's legs most, I don't know if it's true?"

Wang Yan didn't have the heart to pay attention to him, waved his hand, got up and left.

The subordinates behind cooperated tacitly and stepped forward to capture him, covering his mouth, hugging his arms, and another subordinate directly poked his stomach with a police baton.

The man didn't expect Wang Yan's pretense to be so sufficient, and he was really too lazy to talk nonsense, so he flexibly rolled and dodged, while resisting, and shouted: "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, I am Chinese, really have no malice."

Hearing that Mandarin with a slight northern accent, Wang Yan stopped his steps, turned his head and looked at the man who was rubbing his wrists, and stopped the hand: "Stop."

Then he returned to where he just sat and looked at the man rubbing his wrists: "Not from the Big Circle?"

"Brother Yan, I just came to Hong Kong a few days ago." The man couldn't laugh or cry, and took out a visa from his pocket: "This is a visa, not smuggled over."

Taking it and looking at it, returning the visa to him, Wang Yan waved at his subordinates: "Go, continue patrolling."

"Yes, Brother Yan."

After the subordinates left, Wang Yan said: "Speak, what's the matter."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Jianbang." The man sat beside Wang Yan naturally: "Long Teng is also very famous in the country, and many products are very popular. And Long Teng has taken a lot of land in the country, actively cooperating with the government to develop. At the same time, it also cooperates with medicinal farmers in poor areas, driving poor areas to get rich and move towards a moderately prosperous society... and also actively engages in charity, funding children in poor areas to go to school, donating roads, etc., these are all great things."

A rainbow fart, counting the investment, construction, and charity of Long Teng in the country, Zhang Jianbang said: "I don't know how Brother Yan looks at the country?"

His investment in the country is quite large, and he has never heard of it; logistics, light and heavy manufacturing, etc., and there are large pieces of land in major cities like Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen, and Guangzhou that are being developed.

This is also because Long Teng rose this year, and also because of the endorsement of the gold mine of Strength-Enhancing Pills, otherwise he wouldn't be able to lay out such a large stall in the country. It mainly relies on this gold mine without a head, relying on loans in the country to turn around.

"You've said so much, and you also know that Long Teng has invested a lot in the country, and you still ask me how I look at it?" Wang Yan said: "Of course, I'm optimistic."

"Then how does Brother Yan look at Hong Kong?"

Wang Yan frowned: "You show me your credentials first."

"How can I carry that with me when I'm working on a business trip?" Zhang Jianbang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and took out a small red flag emblem from his body: "Is this enough?"

"A bit short." Wang Yan glanced at it casually: "You should know the consequences of lying to me, just say the matter."

Zhang Jianbang shrugged and tucked the small red flag into his pocket: "How does Brother Yan look at drugs?"

"Long Teng doesn't sell!"

"As far as I know, there are people selling in Long Teng's territory, and Long Teng also collected entry fees." Zhang Jianbang shook his head: "And Strength-Enhancing Pills are in short supply, Brother Yan doesn't lack that little money, right?"

"If I ban drugs today, all the gangs in Hong Kong will fight me tomorrow, do you believe it?"

Zhang Jianbang naturally knew these, nodded and recognized: "But now Long Teng is already one of the top gangs in Hong Kong, and in terms of strength alone, it is definitely the number one in Hong Kong. I see Brother Yan also has the heart to unify Hong Kong, I don't know what you plan to do in the future?"

"Long Teng doesn't sell!" Wang Yan shook his head and said: "Hong Kong's return is inevitable, and Long Teng's unification of the Hong Kong underworld is also inevitable; I can guarantee that there will absolutely be no chaos."

"This is what I want to say." Zhang Jianbang said: "Now Long Teng is being suppressed, if you have any difficulties, you can say them."

"It's all a small matter, so what if it's suppressed? Don't they still have to buy my Strength-Enhancing Pills? Those foreign devils, what can't they buy with more money?" Wang Yan smiled disdainfully: "Let's go, I've delayed a lot of time, my wife should be anxious." As he said, Wang Yan got up and continued to stroll toward the back.

"Goodbye, Brother Yan."

Wang Yan waved his hand and gradually walked away.

He was really not afraid of Zhang Jianbang lying to him; after all, he was almost declaring that he was a red heart now, and even if Zhang Jianbang publicized this conversation, he wouldn't be afraid. Internationally, they were all his enemies on the surface. The main reason was that Strength-Enhancing Pills were too profitable, and they couldn't eat them, so they were jealous.

As for his difficulties, to tell the truth, although the size of a country is large and the power is strong, there are too many places to take care of, and its own development is also quite difficult. Compared to that, he just had money and nowhere to spend it, or spent it relatively hard, and the situation was much better. If he really had to say there was, it was that the country needed some policies, but the policy itself was very good and quite enough, and he didn't lack that little bit, so there was really nothing to help with.

He was too awesome... ===== CHAPTER 252 =====