[{"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-993":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},2334919,4564,"Chapter 993: You","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-993",993,"\u003Cp>Wang Yan slipped his hands into his pockets, strolled across the street, and climbed the steps to the entrance of Zhenzhen Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he even stepped inside, the rich aroma of wine and dishes spilled out, faintly carrying the murmur of voices within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Wang is here! Welcome, welcome!” Manager Pan rushed forward with warmth. “Mr. Wang, private room?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still have private rooms?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Others might not, but when Mr. Wang comes, there’s always one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Manager Pan knows how to speak.” Wang Yan smiled. “Just put me at a regular table. I’m alone—bring me a full set of dishes, no need to overdo it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manager Pan said, “Mr. Wang, please go to the private room. All the regular tables are full—you’d have to wait a long time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Business is good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All thanks to Mr. Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan shook his head with a smile. “It’s thanks to Bao Zong. I heard from Jingxiu—Dry-Fried Beef Noodles are now a must-order at Zhenzhen Garden, and the whole street’s selling them well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s true. Bao Zong’s reputation is huge—when he shows up on Huanghe Road, people outside shout, ‘Bao Zong’s here!’ But it still can’t compare to Mr. Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether or not I’m friends with Bao Zong, comparing us is pointless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manager Pan nodded. “Mr. Wang, this way, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wang Yan walked with her toward the upstairs private room, he bumped into Li Li escorting guests downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Wang’s here! I’ll finish seeing these folks off, then come find you for a drink,” Li Li said with a bright smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded with a smile, glanced at the group Li Li was seeing off, and passed her by…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His meal arrived quickly—dishes were freshly cooked and prioritized for him. He’d already told Manager Pan not to over-order. Li Li entered with the cold appetizers, carrying a bottle of Maotai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the waiters serve, Li Li poured wine into cups. “I thought Mr. Wang disliked Zhenzhen Garden and wouldn’t come back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I come here every day to eat for free—do you welcome that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For others, distance is better. But when Mr. Wang comes to Zhenzhen Garden, you could live here and no one would object.” As she spoke, Li Li finished pouring, raised her cup, and clinked it against Wang Yan’s. “I’ll take a sip.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan raised his cup with a smile, clinked it against hers, and drained it in one go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting down his cup, he picked up the two cold dishes beside him and ate with Li Li. “I heard from logistics that you’ve referred eight deals these past few days—better than our dedicated sales team’s performance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not me—I’m just lucky. It’s because Mr. Wang’s logistics company has strong capacity, reliable service, and solid guarantees.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know my own limits. To ensure driver pay, vehicle costs, and supporting services, our freight rates are higher. But we’re faster and safer with cargo. Still, most people prefer cheaper options—after all, a ten-cent difference per ton per kilometer adds up to a thousand yuan on twenty tons over five hundred kilometers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to later times, freight rates now weren’t actually cheaper—underdeveloped transport, immature auto industry, weak legal systems—all pushed prices up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Cao Logistics paid drivers better, guaranteed cargo safety and minimized losses, and maintained thousands of trucks constantly depreciating—each was a cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This gave Cao Cao Logistics an excellent reputation and dominated bulk freight markets, but it hadn’t yet formed strong advantages in the broader market. Though Cao Cao Logistics never lacked work and was always saturated, more work meant more trucks and greater market share.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled. “Though you lost out to Fan Zong, referring more business—slow and steady—can still make up for it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If possible, I still want to land Fan Zong’s deal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want quick money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li raised one eyebrow. “Who doesn’t? Mr. Wang himself said he got rich from Soviet trade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That kind of opportunity? Unless America collapses, you won’t see it again in your lifetime.” Wang Yan shook his head, then asked, “Those people you just saw off—were they from Shenzhen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did Mr. Wang know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dialect. After I left, I heard them asking in Cantonese who I was.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Wang Yan speak Cantonese, Li Li chuckled. “Why assume they’re from Shenzhen? Could be anywhere in Guangdong—or Hong Kong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because I’ve already decided you’re connected to that Mr. A. So I figure those people are in stocks too. Tired of Shenzhen? Come to Shanghai to make money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe they’re here to get revenge on Mr. Bao and Mr. Wang. Are you afraid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve heard of Ye Shu, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The old master who helped Bao Zong do business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded. “When Bao Zong made money and came back, Ye Shu said at the Yedongjing gathering: ‘Capital seeks revenge—it’ll make you return to where you came from.’ I didn’t agree. I told him that if the grudge was real, it’d be a dump truck, not just a return ticket. Last year, Bao Zong got hit by a taxi and hospitalized—Ye Shu’s words were brought up again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t understand Mr. Wang’s meaning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m asking you—do you want me to go back to Northeast China, or get hit by a dump truck?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it’s sending me back to the Northeast, don’t flatter yourself—their money isn’t enough. They might use Shenzhen state assets to manipulate, but they won’t be allowed to run wild. More likely, they’ll all end up in prison—not me going back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li raised an eyebrow. “What if it’s a dump truck?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled, saying nothing more. But Li Li understood—he’d probably toss them into the sea to feed fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no doubt that Wang Yan had the power; not to mention his Soviet fortune and international smuggling—Cao Cao Logistics alone could solve any problem. After all, it was a truly seamless transportation network. In this rapid growth, countless messy things had occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before this, she’d looked into Wang Yan’s business—she couldn’t see the full picture, but she knew Cao Cao Logistics had invested in Hong Kong’s Sihaitong Logistics. And Sihaitong’s boss? A rising gangster in Hong Kong over the past two years. She also learned that in 1990, this gangster had his men sell barbecue seasoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tracing back further, she found the intermediary company Wang Yan used when smuggling Soviet assets, then connected to a woman named Beidi, which led her back to the cooling tea she’d drunk in Shenzhen—and the Qingxin Cooling Tea promoted at the restaurant just two days ago…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled. “You pick your targets carefully. I think they’re mainly after Bao Zong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Same thing. After all, I made over four million back then—I’m implicated too. When Bao Zong invited me in, he probably thought the same. When he asks me for money later, I won’t be able to refuse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan’s words were genuinely loyal. But no one yet knew that Beidi was Xue Zhi—the woman Bao Zong had longed for years, the emotional barrier he couldn’t overcome. Also, Miss Wang had once liked Bao Zong, but now was entangled with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if you’re blunt and shameless—Bao Zong can’t handle his emotions, so Wang Yan steps in to help him. That’s not wrong, is it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li nodded, feigning indifference. “Mr. Wang, don’t overthink it. It’s nothing to do with me—I just want to earn enough money honestly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough? How much is enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thirty-seven million five hundred ninety thousand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Precise.” Wang Yan ate, saying, “So Mr. A really jumped into the river—and you’re paying his debts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Wang has a vivid imagination.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan turned to look at her, studying her. After a moment of silent exchange, he smiled. “Still lying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li shook her head, refusing to admit it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She changed the subject. “Two days ago, Qingxin Cooling Tea came to promote at the restaurant. It’s a Hong Kong-funded factory in Shenzhen—heard it sells well in the south. Does Mr. Wang know about it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I heard the owner of that cooling tea is a beautiful woman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li froze, speechless, staring at Wang Yan, unsure what to say. After a pause, she murmured, “Mr. Wang is refreshingly direct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I always speak plainly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t mean to investigate…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understanding the situation—I get it.” Wang Yan sipped his wine, picked up a dish. “I haven’t hidden anything. It’s all public—if you look and ask, you’ll find out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li nodded. Good, no misunderstanding. Suddenly, she thought of the difficult Miss Wang and asked curiously, “So… what’s your relationship with Miss Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wang Yan raise an eyebrow, she smiled awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s nothing much—we’ve known each other a long time, so feelings developed. She wants us to stay together forever, but I’m straightforward—I told her about Beidi, the beautiful cooling tea owner. She was upset, of course. The fact she still talks to me now is already good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since they were on the topic, Wang Yan asked, “What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…” Li Li was genuinely embarrassed—none of her calm, detached demeanor from the original plot remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She chose her words carefully. “Human desires—I understand. I know many men have multiple women, and some treat women as playthings. But I’ve never seen a man like Mr. Wang—whose women run huge companies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Wang Yan’s cheerful expression, Li Li wisely stopped, changing the subject: “Bao Zong came to Zhenzhen Garden two days ago. He said it won’t last three months. What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just use my name, go across the street, and talk to Lu Meilin. Offer her some benefits, and everyone will get along peacefully.” Wang Yan didn’t give his opinion—he gave the solution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re using Mr. Wang’s name, why give her benefits?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without benefits, wouldn’t that be bullying? I believe it’s enough to ensure you’re not bullied. People say harmony brings wealth—and they’re right. If she’s not harmonious, you make her harmonious—but you can’t make her resentful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.” Li Li nodded with a smile, fully agreeing. Then she asked, “Why are you helping me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You already know, don’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting Wang Yan’s piercing, all-seeing eyes, Li Li felt flustered, her cheeks warming. She raised her cup, clinked it against his, and drained the last sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said, “I don’t know why—but maybe because you’re so direct, I still want to hear you say it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled warmly. “You’re very beautiful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li nodded, stood up, and said, “Mr. Wang, enjoy your meal. Need anything, just call the waiter. I’ll be busy now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan nodded with a smile. Li Li walked away steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she closed the private room door behind her, Li Li finally exhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Falling for someone at first sight is hard. And Li Li still carried the memory of Mr. A. Her emotional fluctuations, her lack of composure from the original plot, came from never having met a man like Wang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was simple, direct, sincere—usually such people seem transparent, easy to read. But with him, it was different—he gave the feeling of seeing flowers through mist. And the flowers weren’t blurred—they were crystal clear. Yet around them, thick fog surrounded them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This contradiction—seeing clearly yet not seeing clearly—left her helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, this man openly showed interest in her. Perhaps sexual interest? Even after she knew about Beidi and his tangled relationship with Miss Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as she said, Wang Yan dared to entrust a massive company to Beidi—and apparently never asked about it. That kind of trust—or confidence—she’d never seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Mr. A had once been supremely confident and charismatic, he jumped into the river. He was the man she adored and couldn’t forget. But excluding emotion, she deeply understood: Mr. A’s confidence was laughable next to Wang Yan’s—because Wang Yan was stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t believe Wang Yan was just lucky. Everyone knew how he got rich in the Soviet Union. Many got rich—but no one like him, as far as she’d heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on another level, she’d never seen a boss as relaxed as Wang Yan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most bosses cling tightly to everything. Wang Yan dared to be a hands-off owner—even handed his company directly to his women. He gave it to a single mother with little education, no connections. Even the manager of Cao Cao Logistics—he’d known Wang Yan only briefly, originally a retired truck squad leader from one of Wang Yan’s early auto units. As logistics grew, so did his position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no doubt that if she followed Wang Yan, she’d earn the same trust Beidi had. For a moment, she even felt—if she asked, Wang Yan would give her the thirty-seven million five hundred ninety thousand without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know why—but she felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another deep breath. She stared long at the closed double doors of the private room, then smiled faintly, flicked her wavy hair, and walked away with light, graceful steps…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, Wang Yan tucked his mobile phone under his arm, hands in pockets, strolled out slowly under Li Li and Manager Pan’s watchful eyes. He didn’t pay the bill—and Li Li naturally said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Wang Yan’s back, Manager Pan asked, “Madam, did you settle things with Mr. Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li also watched Wang Yan’s swaying back: “Let’s set up a meeting with Jin Meilin’s boss lady, pick a place farther away—tomorrow morning I’ll treat her to lunch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I’ll go right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait a moment—why not just call her directly? Keep it low-key, show some respect for their face.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, Boss Wang has arrived!” Lingzi sat by the window, sipping beer alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan chuckled and shook his head, then went to fetch a bottle of beer and sat down: “Why so sarcastic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Wang is so low-key, hardly anyone knows you—but someone always does. You’ve been MIA for days, not a peep, then you show up at Zhenzhen Garden first. And now you’ve come all the way to Yedongjing? Don’t tell me Zhenzhen Garden’s food and drinks still don’t fill your belly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you get the wrong person? That tone’s meant for Bao Zong, not me. What? You’ve developed a crush on me, Wang Mou?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get lost, get lost…” Lingzi rolled her eyes irritably. “Why’d you even come to Yedongjing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I haven’t seen anyone in days, and going home’s still early, so I figured I’d drop by, have a drink, chat a bit. Where is everyone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Ge went home to soak her feet and sleep. Linghong closed up and went home to watch TV. Tao Tao’s playing mahjong with Xiao Asao. Bao Zong’s probably busy with San Yang’s affairs—can’t be found either. What have you been up to these past few days?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Handling business—new year, new plan, pumping up everyone’s spirits. Taking full advantage of this golden era, racing to claim territory, seizing the market, making more money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, you’ve got so much money already—still not satisfied?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: “Of course I’ve got more than enough for myself—but my business can only grow, never retreat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know how many employees I have?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bao Zong said over ten thousand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now it’s over twenty thousand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingzi’s eyes widened in shock: “How did you get so many?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hongyun’s clothing stores are everywhere across the country. Our logistics now operate in every major city in the densely populated eastern regions, and we’ve launched a personal parcel delivery service with outlets on urban streets. Last year, our logistics subsidiary also founded a highway service company, taking over the construction and operation of several highway service areas.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the seasoning plant, it’s much the same as the clothing factory—we’ve built plants by region: Northeast, North China, etc., with regional distribution. Plus upstream factories, raw material procurement companies, rough-processing plants, fine-processing plants—all labor-intensive service industries. How could we possibly have fewer people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what does that have to do with you not being able to retreat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Use your head, Lingzi. Don’t spend your days thinking only about how Yedongjing loses money or how to hide two bottles of Maotai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, you remind me—I forgot, we’re out of Maotai. Send a few more cases over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan smiled, not taking it personally, and continued: “With so many people, they need to eat. Twenty thousand people—I can’t just collapse? Now that state-owned factories are being reformed, so many workers have been laid off. I can’t collapse—I must grow even faster, absorb more laid-off workers. And honestly, I don’t have much money myself—I still owe the bank a fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too much, too messy—I can’t remember.” Wang Yan shook his head. “Even if I had more money than I could spend, couldn’t I donate to western regions? Build a road to let mountain goods reach the outside world. Build a school to give children a chance to learn, to change their fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t realize you were so compassionate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You haven’t realized a lot yet—feel the charm yet?” Wang Yan smiled, raising an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get lost.” Lingzi glared again. “How come I never noticed you were so smooth-talking, Boss Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe we just don’t get to talk alone often. Teacher Ge and the others argue over every few words—I never get a chance to speak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Yan grinned, raising his bottle and clinking it against hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingzi pursed her lips, took a sip, then changed the topic to Tao Tao: “I’ve got something new to tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lately, Tao Tao’s getting closer and closer to Xiao Asao…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingzi told Wang Yan the gossip with renewed energy, completely ignoring the fact that she herself was already thirty-eight—perhaps deliberately avoiding the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Meilin had always resented that Jin Fenghuang had become Zhenzhen Garden, since she’d been certain she’d claim it. Worse still, Li Li had once dined at her restaurant and even said she wanted to learn how to run a restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Li Li invited her, she chose a place outside Huanghe Road—she ultimately didn’t refuse, because she couldn’t gauge Li Li’s background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Li Li sit there, smiling confidently, Lu Meilin glanced around the surroundings and waved her hand dismissively: “Why pick such a place?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think it’s better if it’s a bit off the beaten path, smaller.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Meilin sneered: “Protecting your face?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li smiled and continued on her own: “Bao Zong said my Zhenzhen Garden won’t last three months—because of you, Jin Meilin, and the other Jin Baxian. I heard Jin Fenghuang’s boss lady never managed to beat you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Wang told me to use his name when speaking to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lu Meilin’s face instantly change—no longer the earlier disdain and condescension—Li Li didn’t smile. Laughing now would’ve been inappropriate; she simply gazed calmly, as composed as a character in a play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Meilin accepted the terrible news. She didn’t believe anyone would dare impersonate Boss Wang. She frowned: “Is the restaurant Boss Wang’s?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you sleeping with Boss Wang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li didn’t mind Lu Meilin’s bluntness, shaking her head calmly: “No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I don’t understand—why is Boss Wang helping you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s always been a rumor on Huanghe Road: that in 1990, you and Du Honggen invited Boss Wang to dinner, and something happened. Now it seems true. You don’t understand why Boss Wang helps me—just as I don’t understand what happened that day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Meilin had no desire to say more, her face cold: “What do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harmony brings wealth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lu Meilin say nothing and rise to leave, Li Li smiled: “Boss Wang said not to bully people—I agree. Zhenzhen Garden has upgraded its gas pipeline; everyone can connect to it, add more stoves in the kitchen. That’s it, Sister Lu—harmony brings wealth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Meilin sat there, watching Li Li extend her hand. Finally, she reached out her plump little hand and grasped it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Until next time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li spoke casually, smiling as she left the obscure little shop, leaving the owner fifty yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Meilin no longer harbored resentment—she simply sat there, lost in thought, perhaps remembering Wang Yan grilling lamb skewers at the Huanghe Road intersection, the awe she felt biting into her first skewer, the phone call with Du Honggen, Wang Yan walking toward her with that cheerful smile…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If heaven gave her another chance, she… would dare again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s just big fish eating small fish, she thought, shaking her head with a smile. She rose and left the obscure little shop, leaving the owner a hundred yuan…\u003C\u002Fp>",3397,"2026-06-20T21:08:55.377Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5407a60ccc66360b21c54bfed7f9104ceae8f2002cde5874ea01894a860c5464","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-994","from-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--chapter-992",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-the-god-of-medicine-a-journey-through-film--cover.jpg"]