[{"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-991":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},2334917,4564,"Chapter 991: A Man of Great Fortune with Women","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-991",991,"\u003Cp>“Wang Boss, it’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing laughed loudly as he stepped forward, glancing at the two lieutenants lying on the floor, then scuffed his shoe across the ground, dislodging a bloody tooth stuck to its sole—his gesture extravagantly vulgar, like a newly rich man showing off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s simple really—I wanted to help Fan Zong and Bao Zong negotiate a deal, make some business, and if possible, earn a cut too. But this little Liu didn’t recognize a true power when he saw one—he provoked Wang Boss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only by maintaining harmony can we all grow rich. Wang Boss runs such a massive business—he wouldn’t stoop to quarreling with us. Let me apologize on their behalf—today’s expenses are all on me. Let’s all be friends—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wei Zong, don’t be so generous with my money. Today, Wang Boss came as a guest of Zhenzhen Garden.” Li Li didn’t even look at Wei Hongqing—her eyes, full of unspoken meaning, fixed on Wang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had to speak now, because Wei Hongqing claimed he wanted to be friends with Wang Boss—what a joke. Tao Tao could be friends with Wang Boss because they knew each other before he became successful; Wang Boss always dined and chatted with them at Yedongjing, and even when traveling, he always brought back gifts for everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what was Wei Hongqing? Just a thug who relied on his father’s fur business. To ordinary people—like the two men lying on the floor—he was impressive enough. To Li Li, he still carried some weight. But before Wang Boss? He meant nothing. Even if his father showed up, he’d have to show absolute respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d already warned Wei Hongqing about Wang Boss’s status before they arrived, yet here he was, pretending ignorance and playing the big shot. If she let him keep talking, Wang Boss might fly into a rage and slap him so hard he’d lose all his teeth—then the situation would be impossible to salvage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Zong chimed in with a forced smile: “Wang Zong, please don’t get angry—it’s all a misunderstanding. Honestly, it’s my fault. I’d arranged to sign a contract with Bao Zong, but Wei Zong insisted so strongly, I couldn’t leave. You see, Zhenzhen Garden and Honglu are barely dozens of meters apart—I don’t know why Bao Zong didn’t come, and I couldn’t leave either, so now we’re stuck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that got to do with me? I don’t care how you do business with Bao Zong. But I’m good friends with Tao Tao—and you’re acting tough, and he’s cursing me. I’m just sitting here eating and drinking—what did I ever do to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan waved his hand at Li Li. “Today is your grand opening, Li Li—you invited me to dinner and drinks out of kindness. Beating someone and drawing blood was wrong, but I understand it was unavoidable. It wouldn’t be right to eat your food and then cause trouble. Let’s leave it at that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then thank you, Wang Boss. Wei Zong? What are you waiting for? Get your men up and take them out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hongqing was furious—nothing stung more than being ignored. But he didn’t dare retaliate. He waved his hand, and others came to carry the two men away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed again: “Thank you, Wang Boss. Let me treat you to drinks sometime. Goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Zong glanced left and right: “Wang Zong, I’ll be going then. Goodbye, goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tao Tao watched Fan Zong hurry away in shame, then looked at Wang Yan, who was calmly eating, then at Li Li, who had already sat beside Wang Yan and was pouring him wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said: “Wang Boss, I’ll go tell Miss Wang—she and Bao are still waiting. We shouldn’t keep them waiting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he scurried off. The large private room was now empty except for Wang Yan and Li Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Wang Boss. Let me toast you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too formal. I should be toasting you. It’s your grand opening day, and this incident is unfortunate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Running a restaurant—guests fighting isn’t unusual. But Wei Zong still has some clout. To you, Wang Boss, it’s nothing. But to me, it’s an unnecessary headache.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li clinked her cup against Wang Yan’s. “Still, thank you for your mercy—you didn’t hold a grudge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised the cup to drink it all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan caught her wrist. Shaking his head as she looked at him in confusion, he said: “Drinking it all like that is pointless. I understand you’re polished and smooth—but with me, you don’t need to be. A gesture is enough. I get it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released her hand and downed his own shot in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li smiled, but didn’t drink. She picked up a new pair of chopsticks, picked up a dish, and shook her head. “Everything’s gone cold. I’ll have them bring another set.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve already wasted enough. How many meals have we even had in our lives? They say if you waste in this life, you’ll suffer in the next. Leave your next life a chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you believe in Buddhism?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. It’s just a saying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan knew Li Li would become a nun someday, but he didn’t know she’d already begun to feel the weight of fate. He shook his head, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li didn’t press the Buddhist question. Instead, she asked: “Are you close with Bao Zong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve probably heard—I met them when I first came to Shanghai. But if you dig deeper, Ge Laoshi—my landlord—was closest to me. Then Lingzi. Then Tao Tao and Linghong. Bao Zong came last. He’s always busy—we only ate together a few times a year, unlike the others, whom I saw nearly every day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I owe Bao Zong. In 1990, when the Shenzhen stock exchange began trial operations, he saw an opportunity—he wanted to profit by issuing new shares, expanding the market, and taking advantage of the big players’ inevitable losses. I was just starting out. He came to me with the tip, invited me in, promised me sixty percent of the profits while he handled the trading.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By mid-1991, he gave me five million. He obviously made far more—I estimate over ten million. That’s when he truly rose. At the time, I was busy undermining Soviet operations. Though I wasn’t short of five million then, that money still played a crucial role.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, my first stock profit came from Bao Zong. When Yedongjing first opened, we were chatting about stocks. I took ten thousand and asked one of his friends to buy Electric Vacuum. I caught the bull run of 1990, then had Bao Zong add another ten thousand. I sold in September 1990 and made one million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s kind of sad, really. Stocks are just big players tearing apart ordinary investors, while those ordinary investors jump off buildings. I’ve never liked stocks—I think they’re gambling on the future, not like now, where the big players take everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li’s eyes flickered. “If that’s true, why did Bao Zong agree to let you in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d told Bao Zong and the others my views before. But this time, he said he wanted to cut the big players. That I was willing to do. He said there was a huge player in Shenzhen—some ‘Mr. A’—mysterious, with a gang called the Thirteen Taibao, like a Hong Kong triad. Honestly, I was puzzled—why didn’t they pick a Double Flower Red Stick?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li’s face remained calm, smiling. She raised one eyebrow at Wang Yan. “That Mr. A? That’s you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled. “Bao Zong said a large part of their capital was borrowed—some investors’ money demanded only profits, no losses. So even if they knew prices would double later, some couldn’t wait and pulled out early. That’s why the big player couldn’t last—he’d have to dump stocks cheaply. We’d go in and pick up the corpses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was all for it. Why should only big players cut down ordinary investors? Why can’t others cut them down? So I put in one million, and Bao Zong headed south to make his fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Later I heard Mr. A jumped into the river. But then Bao Zong and his crew said he didn’t die—he just disappeared. Everyone had their own story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, Wang Boss—do you hope Mr. A jumped into the river? Or that he’s still alive, living some hard life somewhere?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They were big players in Shenzhen—destroyed countless families by manipulating prices. Now that others have taken their wealth, it’s only fair. Whether they’re dead or alive? I don’t care. You reap what you sow. I think that’s fair.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan changed the subject. “When I mentioned Mr. A just now, your expression changed. Do you know him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li spoke firmly, meeting Wang Yan’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liar.” Wang Yan didn’t look away. He smiled. “But whether you know Mr. A or not? I don’t care.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. Wang Boss is all-powerful—you have no taboos.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan shook his head. “You misunderstand. I didn’t investigate you. I guessed it from your reactions. Reading people’s expressions—that’s the most basic skill in this world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You misunderstand me, Wang Boss. I truly mean you’re all-powerful. No one else in China runs a business like yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s always someone bigger, more money beyond money. A mountain always towers higher. I look successful now—but who knows what the future holds?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Boss has vision, skill, and courage. You’ll only get better. The bigger your empire, the more money you make—the easier it becomes to earn. Unlike me, running a small restaurant—I earn every penny the hard way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You call this a small restaurant? Then the entire Huanghe Road is just street stalls. I get it now—Fan Zong’s plan. You’re trying to set up deals and take a cut as a middleman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li nodded, smiling, her expressive eyes fixed on Wang Yan, her red lips parting with a light, rising tone: “Wang Boss—would you consider supporting Zhenzhen Garden’s business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not honest. Earlier you were chatting with Fan Zong and his group, but when you came to me, you just showed up, drank one toast, and left—didn’t you realize you can’t make money here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wang Boss, your empire is vast—maybe you’ll expand into new businesses. Consider Zhenzhen Garden. I’ve studied you. Your friends besides Tao Zong and the others? All are big figures. You’re missing the middle-tier bosses. But nothing happens overnight. If you ever launch new business, send someone over—I can help find partners.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled and nodded. “You could help me find logistics business. My Cao Cao Logistics is doing well in Shanghai, but there’s still huge room to grow. If you bring me clients, I’ll give you a commission on freight. It might be small at first, but it adds up over time. A year’s total could be substantial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Wang Boss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, the symbolic value of this partnership outweighed its practical worth—it built a bridge for future communication. On another level, Li Li wasn’t wealthy. She’d poured all her money into this restaurant. Even a mosquito’s worth of meat was welcome—she didn’t refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, though she spoke of expanding business and middle-tier bosses, she knew Wang Yan’s power was undeniable—he didn’t even bother managing those details, or how could he be so idle? She was just following his lead, forcing conversation—and somehow, logistics came up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she was a middleman—any business was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her cup, clinked it against Wang Yan’s, took a small sip, and swirled the cup toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan drank his entire shot in one go. They smiled at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were smiling, a voice rang out: “Oh my, Wang Boss, you’ve got quite the luck with women.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned. At the open door of the private room stood Miss Wang. She’d taken two steps, then stopped, shifting her high heel—her slightly yellow tooth flipped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wrinkled her nose in disgust—she knew this was the tooth Wang Yan had knocked out earlier. She nudged it aside with her foot and walked straight in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Wang, you’re right—Li Li is a true beauty.” Wang Yan played dumb, ignoring her sarcasm. “Let me introduce you—Li Li, owner of Zhenzhen Garden. Miss Wang—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The famous No. 27 Pearl? I’ve heard your name. We sent you an invitation for Zhenzhen Garden’s opening, but never got a reply.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li stood, smiling, extending her hand. “Li Li. A pleasure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello.” Miss Wang smiled insincerely, ignoring Li Li’s outstretched hand, and sat down beside Wang Yan. “You really know how to enjoy yourself, Wang Boss. Eating all this alone? Afraid you’ll choke to death?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li looked at her hand, then at Miss Wang, then shrugged at Wang Yan, who was still smiling. “Wang Boss—should we order more dishes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We already wasted enough. No more waste. Miss Wang has a small appetite—this is plenty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright then. Wang Boss, Miss Wang—enjoy your meal. Let me know if you need anything. I’ll leave you alone.” Li Li smiled at Wang Yan, turned, and closed the door behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I called you. You said you wouldn’t come. Now you’re here eating cold dishes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now I understand why Fan Zong refused to go to Honglu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan played along: “Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Wang stopped eating, staring straight at Wang Yan. “Because Zhenzhen Garden’s owner is stunning. Fan Zong may be old, but his heart’s still young—he couldn’t walk away from Li Li.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I get it. You’re mad at me.” Wang Yan laughed. “Didn’t Tao Tao tell you? I just saved you from disaster. If those thugs had gone after you and Bao Zong, who knows what would’ve happened—you’d have been hurt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They dare not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s stopping them? They outnumbered you. They could’ve beaten you and Bao Zong first. Who’d save you? Sure, you could retaliate later—make them beg—but they’d already hit you. That’s the rule: never fight when you’re outnumbered. Understand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what about Li Li?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She kindly invited me to dinner. Look at this spread—delicious. What’s there to complain about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Wang cut straight to the point: “Are you interested in her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A little.” Wang Yan smiled and nodded. “She’s very charming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew it. You should be shot. Eating from your bowl while eyeing the pot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My bowl, my pot.” Wang Yan laughed, then changed the subject. “I need to explain to Fan Zong—he didn’t just stare at Li Li’s looks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Li doesn’t just want to run a restaurant—she wants to broker deals. Just now, we agreed: she’ll refer clients to my logistics company, and I’ll give her a commission on freight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t look at me like that—I’m telling the truth. Back to Fan Zong—he’s got the goods now, and they seem marketable. Li Li’s helping him raise prices. He hasn’t signed the contract with Bao Zong yet, so now’s his chance to make more money. A deal worth tens of millions—every yuan matters. If you were Fan Zong, what would you do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, I see.” Miss Wang nodded. “That’s why he insisted on staying here. So this deal between Fan Zong and Bao Zong probably won’t go through?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not necessarily. Few people have the capital for a deal this big.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why Bao Zong was so powerful—he truly had money. Outside state enterprises and official profiteers, among ordinary people, Bao Zong was already top-tier. Especially now, thanks to Wang Yan, his capital was even greater than in the original timeline—making him even more formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled. “I heard this deal was meant to help you get promoted to Section Chief?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. Just being your luck is enough. But for years, my master ran things—and she did it brilliantly. Now she’s being transferred, and I’m next in line. But Uncle said we should be cautious—after all, the previous boss was my master, and her success was mostly her own. My contribution was minor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, I’m not the main reason. Even without me, Bao Zong would still do business—he’d still make money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Wang pursed her lips, dissatisfied with Wang Yan’s answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should I make a call?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely not. What would people think of me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think not calling changes what people think?” Wang Yan shook his head. “Let me warn you—be careful. You’re careless, blunt, and many people envy you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re all comrades, united as one—there’s no way the situation you’re describing could happen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t cry like a baby when it happens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should care more about Li Li,” Wang Man said again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was naturally upset—Wang Yan had been vaguely flirting with her before, then went on about how his heart was big enough to hold many women, leaving her heartbroken for a long time. But Wang Yan showed no reaction at all—he carried on exactly as before. Now, the moment she arrived, she saw the two of them exchanging glances, clearly happy—how could she possibly be pleased?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, when she casually asked, Wang Yan shamelessly admitted it, even praising Li Li’s charm and calling her someone who truly deserved to be shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled, watching Wang Man pick at only one dish with her chopsticks, and gently rotated the table for her: “Try everything—share the bounty. The flavors are still good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wang Man could snark back, he added, “Where’s Bao Zong? Gone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Fan Zong isn’t coming, what’s he waiting for? He left without even eating. But he didn’t want to lose the deal outright, so he asked me to set up another meeting with Fan Zong tomorrow. He seemed so confident, so mysterious—I think he’s got a real shot. As for Tao Tao, he caused you trouble and daresn’t come face you, so he shoved me up here. I’m so tired of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you care, you lose your head. Now that Wang Man didn’t care, she wouldn’t panic like in the original plot, flailing about like a fly without direction. That’s why she’d been sarcastic when entering the private room, and now wore this ‘I didn’t even want to come’ sullen pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know what Tao Tao said, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He said it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then let me repeat it for you,” Wang Yan pointed to the door. “He was kicked through the doorway, ran straight to your current seat, grabbed the chair I was sitting in, and said, ‘Boss Wang, save me! They’re going after Bao Zong, but Wang Xiao is with Bao Zong. These guys look like trouble—I was afraid they’d hurt Wang Xiao, so I brought them here.’ No… problem, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan even mimicked Tao Tao’s panicked tone: “Tao Tao knows I don’t want Wang Xiao to get hurt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Wang Man was embarrassed, the door to the private room opened—Fan Zong walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, Wang Man, you’re here too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Man gave him no warm look. Wang Yan chuckled: “Old Fan, why’d you come back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Wang Yan’s familiar “Old Fan,” Fan Zong relaxed, yet still leaned over and sat at the table: “I feel awful—today’s mess started with me, and now everyone’s unhappy. Look, the tooth’s still there. You should scold Li Li—she didn’t even arrange for someone to clean up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, Old Fan—we’re friends. I told you it’s not your fault, and it’s not your fault. It’s just that Wei Zong’s men have a thug mentality, but I didn’t lose anything. As long as it doesn’t affect you, I’m fine. Look, you’ve already had plenty to drink—now you’re raising your glass again? You’re not young anymore; don’t overdo it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, if Wang Boss considers me a friend, I absolutely must drink this. I’ll down it.” Fan Zong tossed back the entire glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan, no slouch in drink, also emptied his cup: “Alright, Old Fan, go take care of your business. We’ll drink again another time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Fan Zong awkwardly smile and prepare to leave, Wang Man called out: “Fan Zong, wait. Bao Zong said today’s meeting didn’t work out—he’s giving you another chance. Tomorrow at 6:30 p.m., same place: Red Heron.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Zong sat back down, grinning foolishly: “Wang Man, you saw how things went today—I never expected this. Could you please ask Bao Zong to let me join too? We’ve been working day and night to produce—this isn’t easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan had already explained Fan Zong’s intentions earlier. Wang Man wasn’t surprised, but still glared at him: “You’re haggling over the price now, Fan Zong? You’re a seasoned businessman—you know better than anyone that deals require integrity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh my, how could I not know? But things are different now. My goods have become a money tree. Wei Zong told me he’s determined to get them. But I admire Bao Zong’s brand and Wang Xiao’s export quotas. I don’t want to be a private label or contract manufacturer—our Three Goats brand must become a Shanghai name, a world name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Man shook her head: “I’m telling you, Bao Zong won’t agree. And let me remind you, Fan Zong—before you do business with someone, don’t you check their strength? Your deal with Bao Zong is worth tens of millions. Can Wei Zong even handle that? Figure that out before you talk about raising prices.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, Wang Man, you don’t know—Wei Zong’s family are big fur traders from Haining, famous nationwide. He definitely has the strength.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll pass on your message. Beyond that, I won’t interfere. Bao Zong will be waiting for you at Red Heron tomorrow at 6:30 p.m.—make your own decision. I’m warning you, Fan Zong—don’t end up losing both the chicken and the rice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fan Zong grinned and nodded, offering no rebuttal. He stood: “Wang Boss, Wang Man, enjoy your meal. I’ll go meet Wei Zong and the others.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after Fan Zong left and closed the door did Wang Man ask: “Is this Wei Zong really that powerful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His father probably is. As for him? Not sure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the difference? Aren’t they the same family?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether he’s involved in the family business, whether he has decision-making power—that’s crucial. A deal worth tens of millions—can he even make the final call? Don’t you see the difference?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Man nodded, understanding. She put down her chopsticks: “I’m done. It’s nowhere near as good as pork chop with rice cake. You finish up. I’m leaving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll see you out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. You’ve drunk so much—why drive? What if you have an accident? Hurt yourself, or worse, hurt someone else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Wang Yan, she wiped the grease from her lips and walked off with her usual sullen pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan chuckled and shook his head, not pressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d eaten nearly as much as he could—the table’s dishes were already half gone. Though each dish was small and served in large platters, the table was big and the number of dishes many. He could’ve eaten more, but he had to hold back—this was already an astonishing amount; he didn’t want to draw more attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the Huazi cigarettes by his side, lit one, leaned back in his chair, and exhaled a long stream of smoke toward the ceiling…\u003C\u002Fp>",3838,"2026-06-20T21:08:55.377Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","90ab521d138f00956cf0c91d23d70e713d2b42455b2f16cac7d09b3e4c603a5e","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-992","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-990",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--cover.jpg"]