Chapter 2019

"Hehe." Zheng Ren gave a dry laugh.

With Yan Master and Zou Yu present, Zheng Ren wasn't as casual as he was when Gao Shaojie entertained guests in the provincial capital.

Without ceremony, Zheng Ren took the seat of honor.

Wang Daoshi and Lin Ge seemed to have just arrived; the atmosphere hadn't warmed up yet, and Yan Master hadn't had a chance to say anything to Wang Daoshi.

"Boss Zheng, it's been hard to catch you." Yan Master said: "Knowing you don't like socializing, today we'll just have a simple meal. After eating, you can glance at the gift I brought for you."

"Oh? What gift?" Zheng Ren asked curiously.

"It came from my son's lab and a few other labs tinkering together." Yan Master said this, feeling a little embarrassed.

"A lab?"

"Your son?"

Zheng Ren and Su Yun were somewhat surprised, but their points of focus remained different.

"Geomancers are supposedly hereditary, right? How did they end up with labs? Do feng shui and kan-yu now have their own labs?"

"What a misfortune for the family, what a misfortune." Yan Master sighed.

"You? You don't want to, do you?" Yan Master and Wang Daoshi were speaking, but they weren't as polite to Zheng Ren as they had been.

"You? You don't want to, do you?" When Master Yan and Wang Daoshi were talking, they weren't nearly as polite as when they spoke to Zheng Ren.

"My little Daoist temple is desolate; young people find it hard to stay guarding the cold moon over the empty mountains." Wang Daoshi, unfazed by Yan Master's tone, spoke respectfully.

"I see your son still has interest in this, and he also has talent; he could figure things out on his own and produce some results—it's not simple." Yan Master said.

Zheng Ren thought it a bit absurd; producing results shouldn't be about lecturing principles—whether with words or with a belt, it depends on the person.

"Ah, only after becoming a parent did I realize how clumsy the lies I told my parents were. My son's fine in that regard—he doesn't want to stay on Laoyao Mountain, but he still loves these traditional things." Wang Daoshi said.

"Ah, only after becoming a parent did I realize how clumsy the lies I told my parents used to be. My son is fine in that regard—he doesn't want to stay on Old Crow Mountain, but he still loves these traditional things." Wang Daoshi said.

"Yan Master, what exactly are you preparing over there?" Zheng Ren bluntly interrupted their conversation and asked directly.

"The extension of the hands." Yan Master said.

"Huh?!" Zheng Ren, hearing that, couldn't help but stare for a moment.

"My son said this is the best gift for an intervention department doctor." Yan Master laughed as he said.

Zheng Ren's inner fire ignited instantly.

This is the final piece of the puzzle!

The final piece of the puzzle for 5G+ remote surgery!

Putting it simply, intervention doctors won't need to swallow wires anymore. Putting it broadly, future remote surgery won't require flying back and forth, greatly boosting efficiency.

Seeing Zheng Ren's expression, Yan Master smiled, knowing he had hit Zheng Lao Ban's itch spot; this gift was still quite suitable.

"After the meal, you take a look; if it's suitable, I'll buy out the other labs' equity in this technology." Yan Master said.

"Is there no one obstructing this?" Zheng Ren pondered, then asked.

Involving certain special techniques, there will definitely be someone meddling.

Involving some special Technique, there will definitely be someone sabotaging from within.

But this Technique, those people probably don't realize its importance.

"I've calculated this matter, all will be auspicious." Master Yan smiled and said: "However, Zheng Lao Ban, saying it's a gift, refers to the shareholding my son owns."

Zheng Ren looked at Master Yan, his old crafty and cunning nature not hidden, he almost bluntly stated his true intention.

"No." Zheng Ren directly refused.

Master Yan and Zou Yu both were taken aback; this refusal is simply too tough.

"I won't lower the price." Zheng Ren said frankly: "Although I won't lower the price, eighty percent of the shareholding is the bottom line; we'll talk specifics after seeing the thing. The remaining details can be discussed with Su Yun."

Zheng Ren said it very simply, and also very clearly.

Su Yun looked somewhat worried; this matter, when 5G wasn't fully rolled out, was just a Shou Bing Technique, that kind of optional Shou Bing Technique.

But among those present... at least Master Yan and Zou Yu are discerning people, they know the true meaning.

This is a arduous and outstanding Negotiation; what the Boss puts forward definitely isn't the bottom line, we need to go back and ask what he really thinks.

Zhou Chun Yong didn't understand what was being said, but he rarely saw Zheng Lao Ban speak so solemnly.

As for Lin Ge and Wang Daoshi, they had no clue at all, only feeling that the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

"Let's have a meal first, Master Yan, you don't know, we rushed back and didn't even have a bite of lunch before going to do the Shou Bing." Su Yun started arranging food and drink: "That thing might not even be usable; it's too early to say anything now."

Master Yan smiled faintly; he also knew that such a matter couldn't be completed without repeatedly slamming the table, threatening to withdraw, and so on.

When it's time to eat, eat; when it's time to slam the table, slam the table. This old and experienced him knows these things like the back of his hand. Although he usually doesn't do this, but hasn't he eaten pork and seen a pig run?

The atmosphere afterward became much more harmonious; Master Yan began chatting with Wang Daoshi about his family's inherited ancient scrolls.

Zheng Ren was also somewhat interested in this.

After all, he still admires Wang Daoshi; people who can reach Wang Daoshi's level are not many.

Just as they were talking, Master Yan and Wang Daoshi started speaking in gibberish.

Talk of the sexagenary cycle, yin-yang five elements, Liu Ren and seven luminaries, etc., was practically like underworld slang.

How boring; a meal without Xiao Yi Ren is truly dull to eat.

……

Lin Yuan returned home, constantly lost in thought.

She was quite surprised; when did Di Du produce such a figure as Doctor Zheng?

Weekend, her father had no social engagements, it was rare to be at home. Lin Yuanzhang was willing to tend flowers, but these years he's been busy with affairs, having no time to attend to these "little ancestors".

If it weren't for her lover managing things at home, the flowers would probably have all died.

"The girl's back." Lin Yuanzhang heard the door opening, turned and glanced.

"Mm." Lin Yuan took off his shoes, sat on the sofa, and asked: "Dad, do you know Zheng Lao Ban of 912?"

Lin Yuanzhang's hand paused.

Water in the flowerpot splattered onto the flowers, like a downpour.

"Hey hey, the water's gushing out!" Lin Yuan shouted urgently.

"Uh..." Lin Yuanzhang only then reacted, put away the flowerpot, turned to look at Lin Yuan and asked: "How do you know Zheng Lao Ban?"

"Zhou Chun Yong from Di Du's hepatobiliary department went to see a patient today."

"Li Chunfeng?" Lin Yuanzhang frowned, "Isn't it late-stage cancer? To have late-stage cancer at such a young age is really a pity."

"What late-stage cancer? I said it wasn't back then, but you insist on arguing!" Lin Yuan said proudly while hugging a pillow.

"Kid, don't think that just because you came back from the United States you're an authority expert." Lin Yuanzhang adjusted his glasses, speaking solemnly.