[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film-":3,"chapter-from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-962":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","From the God of Medicine: A Journey Through Film and TV Worlds",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2334888,4564,"Chapter 962: Luo Yiren","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-962",962,"\u003Cp>Lin Bai was a good friend—even though his connection with Zheng Qiudong wasn’t deep—he took the task seriously and found Zhong Huailan’s contact information the same day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Huailan had been Luo Yiren’s close friend for years; though she couldn’t help much this time, their strong bond meant she likely knew more details—this was Zheng Qiudong’s thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also knew Zhong Huailan had never liked him, because she understood everything—the twists and turns—and so her dislike for him was perfectly natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, over these years, his greatest habit had been reflection, especially regarding his feelings for Luo Yiren. He clearly understood he had wronged her; Luo Yiren’s love for him had always outweighed his love for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Luo Yiren never asked for wealth—he wanted to give her a better life, a better future for both of them. From his perspective, he wasn’t bad. After all, the better she treated him, the worse his own situation became, and the more guilty he felt. It all came down to “could have been.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yiren could have been with someone more outstanding, could have had a better life, could have…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he called her. After enduring mockery, he finally learned Luo Yiren’s current situation—and upon hearing she was safe and well, he finally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, a month passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since their hasty farewell a year ago, Luo Yiren had not stayed a single day longer in Beijing after her investigation ended and freedom was restored. After a simple packing, she directly came to Hangzhou with her friend Zhong Huailan, finally reuniting with Zheng Qiudong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene of their reunion needed no words to imagine: they longed to draw close, yet felt unnatural. A fierce fire burned in each heart, but when the two flames met, they only forged a layer of icy distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yiren had a certain literary sensibility; Zheng Qiudong wasn’t much different—he too carried that same air. When the two met, it inevitably turned slightly pretentious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet that feeling wasn’t bad—the ambiguity of their closeness, the quiet anxieties within, were sweet memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, Luo Yiren didn’t leave—she stayed with Zheng Qiudong and began working together in Hangzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan saw Luo Yiren in October 2014…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Wang, hello, I’m Luo Yiren. I’ve heard so much about you from Qiudong—thank you for looking after him all these years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard about you from him even earlier,” Wang Yan smiled warmly as he shook her hand. “Let me tell you something you didn’t know—when he was inside, every ten or fifteen days, he’d mumble in his sleep: ‘Yiren, Yiren.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yiren’s gaze turned to Zheng Qiudong beside her—he looked embarrassed and quickly waved his hands: “Hey, Brother Wang…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to explain something, but didn’t know how—no matter how he spoke, it felt awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, big man, stop being so indecisive. You should learn from me, right?” Wang Yan turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Xiong Qingchun beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Learn from you how to be shameless?” Xiong Qingchun rolled her eyes, then naturally walked over and affectionately linked arms with Luo Yiren, heading toward the office building. “Let’s go—ignore the two of them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yiren giggled softly, showing no awkwardness, laughing and chatting with Xiong Qingchun as they walked ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, they weren’t strangers—after Luo Yiren joined the company, she’d been added to the group chat, and everyone was already friends. Considering her role as boss’s wife, Xiong Qingchun had proactively drawn closer to Luo Yiren, who willingly reciprocated, so their relationship was excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three months already—what’s the progress between you two old lovers?” Wang Yan asked Zheng Qiudong with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Qiudong waved his hands frantically: “Brother Wang, I have to criticize you—does every relationship between a man and woman need ‘progress’? I think how things are now is perfect—I’d be happy like this for life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s emotional elevation. Sure, you two have elevated before, but you’ve been cold for years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright, let’s get inside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan laughed heartily but said no more, following them into the office building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Qiudong had been there six months, and Hangzhou’s operations had grown very well. Profit was the main driver, the part-time market had expanded nicely, and with additional headhunting services, Hangzhou’s monthly income now consistently exceeded 200,000 yuan—if Zheng Qiudong pushed harder, he could add another 100,000 to 200,000. Thus, they finally moved into the high-end office building Zheng Qiudong had once longed for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer longed for it because he’d already achieved it in Nanning, and because the company’s performance improved daily. Based on company valuation, he was now worth several million—his entire perspective had expanded. The prestige symbolized by the office building no longer held sway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an office building by the river, facing south overlooking the Qiantang River. Wang Yan, however, had no interest—he lived in this world, knew Hangzhou intimately, and found little novelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything stood out, it was time. This was still 2014—ten years before the future. Though modern cities all looked the same, subtle differences remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After meeting Hangzhou’s staff and offering a few casual words of encouragement, Wang Yan followed Zheng Qiudong to his office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not bad—you’ve got a nice office here. Good job, you know how to enjoy life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, scanning the room, then walked to the window to gaze at the Qiantang River before sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs in a relaxed, casual pose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, this space was already partitioned—it’s not…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qiudong, why explain that?” Xiong Qingchun waved her hand. “We work our asses off to earn money so we can enjoy it, right? Honestly, this place is still too small. Things are going well now—before we came, I told Wang Yan we could finally treat ourselves. We can’t afford a great house yet, but we can buy a few cars—convenient for traveling anywhere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, business is stable now, no need to rush. We really don’t need to be stingy. Look at cars these few days—don’t go too expensive, 300,000 to 400,000 yuan is fine. Also buy a business van for client pickups and drop-offs. Luxury cars? Let’s wait until we grow further.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cars are just for transportation. I say 300,000 to 400,000 is too much—a B-class car for 200,000 is enough. Buy several—whichever of us needs it can use it. What do you think, Brother Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care—do whatever you want,” Wang Yan waved his hand, nodding toward Xiong Qingchun, who opened the bag she’d brought and pulled out several contracts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued: “Luo Yiren used to be a company CEO and knew many people. Joining our small company was mainly due to Qiudong’s connection.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way, Brother Wang—even without him, I’d still respect you,” Luo Yiren smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan waved his hand dismissively. “When you were in trouble, I told Qiudong to bring you on board—I said I’d give you shares as an investment. I estimated our company at fifty million yuan, so your share would be 5.5 million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll hold 54.05%, Qingchun and Qiudong each 18.01%, and you 9.93%. What do you two think? Say it plainly—we’re brothers, so we settle accounts clearly, so we don’t have endless disputes later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yiren glanced at Zheng Qiudong; seeing he offered no opinion, she understood he wanted her to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled: “Brother Wang’s kindness—I have no thoughts. I’ll follow your decision. Let’s sign the contract.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Straightforward.” Wang Yan nodded with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly, I heard it from Qiudong—he said you’re straightforward and sincere, hate all the games. Otherwise, I’d have pretended to be shy and refused a few times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know best—some things can be said plainly, others can’t. The trouble is, many things that can be said plainly aren’t. I’m not that blunt—I just prefer simplicity. Director Luo, let’s cooperate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Wang Yan had already signed the contract and exchanged signatures with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yiren smiled in response: \"Cooperation is enjoyable!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone’s happy,” Zheng Qiudong laughed heartily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this cheerful atmosphere, Yanqiu Spring Company grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undoubtedly, Luo Yiren without Xia Jiguo’s backing was significantly diminished—this was why Wang Yan earlier said she “knew many people,” as her network was no longer what it once was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Luo Yiren herself had been a CEO—even if mediocre, holding such a high position for five or six years meant she’d built real connections across government and business circles. She knew many people; though without Xia Jiguo, most no longer respected her, she still had channels of communication. This was crucial—it saved enormous costs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her peak, over the years, Luo Yiren had met countless people in China’s cultural and media industries—she herself couldn’t count them all. That was Xia Jiguo’s power—and it was her final legacy from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After signing the contract, watching Xiong Qingchun collect the documents, Zheng Qiudong sighed: “Brother Wang, should you meet Lin Bai? If he joins, we signed too early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Same thing. If he joins, we’ll sign another contract—it’s just paper. Aren’t you going to Beijing for business? Wait until this deal is done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I’m leaving for Beijing in three days—this trip will take about a month. Luo Yiren is coming with me—she has some matters to handle there. You’ll have to look after things here, Brother Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you the one working hard? This is your own business, your own money—don’t say such things. Do you have confidence?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly? No,” Zheng Qiudong shook his head, sighing. “His status is too high—he seeks power. It’s very hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I looked into it—he’s unlikely to be promoted. When concrete news comes, he’ll likely have thoughts. Then we’ll give him full face, full benefits, take care of his family, and show sincerity—no problem. But one thing: when you approach him, proactively reveal your past troubles. This is a sensitive period—he might misunderstand. At his level, checking someone isn’t hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Qiudong nodded: “Do our best, leave the rest to fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled: “Don’t be so pessimistic, don’t burden yourself. Think—if this deal succeeds, we recruit someone earning a few million a year, with dividends possibly reaching tens of millions, and he’s a vice-ministerial cadre—Yanqiu Spring will become famous in the industry. Just showing this resume will make business easier. If it fails, we lose nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Opportunities will come again—we’ll catch them later. Nothing major. Qu Minjing is somewhat special, but not irreplaceable. We don’t succeed because we got him—we fail because we didn’t. If he doesn’t want to come, even heaven’s emperor can’t force him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leading is hard—you must manage your team’s mindset, ease their stress, and help them grow. Zheng Qiudong is your top performer—you must cultivate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan and Xiong Qingchun came to Hangzhou because Zheng Qiudong was leaving to recruit Qu Minjing in Beijing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original plot, Nan Guo Shi Chuang Group hired Te Hui Zhuan to recruit Qu Minjing as CEO, but Te Hui Zhuan failed repeatedly. So Lin Bai referred Zheng Qiudong—whether it worked or not, just compare options. Success meant shared profits; failure meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hangzhou couldn’t operate independently yet, and Zheng Qiudong wanted to use this chance to go to Beijing with Luo Yiren, to reminisce, to relive the past—so Wang Yan naturally came with Xiong Qingchun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nanning was doing well—after a year, his team was trained, operations smooth, and with his established network, performance was excellent. It could run independently—he only checked in occasionally, held remote meetings—it was on track.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, Brother Wang, I’ve got it under control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Qiudong fully understood Wang Yan’s intentions. Honestly, though Wang Yan wasn’t as powerful as Liu Liang, he wasn’t far behind—he was almost a mentor, teaching him much. He’d also taken good care of him inside, making him feel comfortable and relaxed. So he deeply trusted Wang Yan’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed: “Brother Wang, I just remembered—how’s that software development coming? It’s been so long, I’d almost forgotten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s underway. Your one-year contract with the team is ending soon—perfect time to pull them all in. We can afford it now, and it won’t cost much. By next spring, we’ll mostly finish. If it goes well, we’ll get rich. I’m saying this now: this product was developed by Yanqiu Spring—it belongs to everyone. Even if it spins off later, shares remain unchanged.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Wang, I’ve noticed—you always speak as if everything’s already done,” Luo Yiren giggled, covering her mouth with a touch of charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiong Qingchun, hearing this, suddenly burst into loud laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You just noticed?” she said. “I’ll tell you—he always speaks with absolute certainty, like everything’s already a success.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled: “Just tell me—did it happen or not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes, you’re the greatest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After laughing and chatting a while, Xiong Qingchun said: “Alright, you two get to work—we’re going to look for a place to live.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said before we’d rent one for you—you insisted on doing it yourself,” Luo Yiren pretended to be annoyed. “It’s almost noon—eat lunch first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need—we’ll grab something quick outside. Tonight, we’ll have a team-building dinner with the company—arrange it however you like.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiong Qingchun waved her hand—finding a place together was the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really no need for us to come along, Brother Wang?” Zheng Qiudong asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled: “Why do you have to go back to Beijing with Luo Yiren? It’s all about atmosphere…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you coming or not?” Xiong Qingchun feigned impatience to hide her embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Coming, coming—see you tonight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan rose with a smile and left with Xiong Qingchun…\u003C\u002Fp>",2253,"2026-06-20T21:08:55.377Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f32c505df54fbcd884627953375f5157b5106d6c28e13c8048f5a6bc7b09be50","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-963","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-961",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--cover.jpg"]