Zhan Feng grew up on Hong Kong Island, and since childhood, he had met many talented individuals under his father's guidance. Among these experts, there were two types that were the most difficult to deal with and had the most sophisticated methods: one was the octogenarian, and the other was children like Chen Qingshan.

In the five arts of mountain medicine, physiognomy, divination, and metaphysics, the older one grows, the more experience one accumulates and the higher one's attainment. If one possesses impressive skills at a young age, they are either from a family steeped in metaphysics and supported by their family, or they are a rare, once-in-a-century genius. As long as they survive, their future achievements are limitless.

So Zhan Feng didn't look down on Chen Qingshan just because she was young. Instead, he treated her with even more respect and caution, fearing that Qingshan might be dissatisfied. He had already made up his mind to make friends with this master.

Zhan Feng saw the girl smiling like a flower and emitting a confidence beyond her age. He sighed in his heart: My old man was right. There are indeed many hidden talents in the mainland. This trip was really worthwhile!

"I wonder how much is Miss Chen's consultation fee?"

"Well……"

This question stumped Chen Qingshan: the herbs in the bracelet did have miraculous effects, and it was no exaggeration to say that they could bring the dead back to life. However, these herbs grew in the space, and they also had their own seeds. As long as there was enough time, a large batch could be harvested. There was no cost at all for her, so Qingshan really didn't know how to calculate the consultation fee.

Qingshan hesitated for a long time, spread out one hand, and thought to himself: I won’t quote a price, you can decide for yourself. The president of Tianan Group should not be too stingy.

Zhan Feng looked at Qingshan's fingers, which were as white as jade and as thin as a pole, and said "Oh" in a flash of inspiration. He took out his checkbook, quickly wrote a number and handed it to her.

"Five, five hundred thousand?!"

This was the largest single income in her two lifetimes combined. Qingshan used great willpower to control herself from losing her composure and pretended to be calm as she pushed the check to Zhan Feng again.

"Mr. Zhan, could you please help me get a bank card and deposit the money directly into the card?"

Without waiting for Zhan Feng to answer, Gao Xiang spoke first: "Ms. Chen, Mr. Zhan, please leave this matter to me!" Zhan Feng nodded at Gao Xiang. Gao Xiang was the local boss of Lian City, and he would definitely be more adept at handling these things than him, a Hong Kong native.

Chen Qingshan told Zhan Feng to have a good rest and come to give him acupuncture tomorrow morning.

Seeing that it was getting late, Qingshan stood up and said goodbye. She had to go to the hospital to see her father. Qingshan didn't make dinner yesterday, so the family ate the hospital meals. Mom and Dad complained that the food tasted like swill. Qingshan had to go home tonight to make something delicious and send it to the patients and their accompanying family members as a reward.

Zhan Feng and Gao Xiang respectfully escorted Chen Qingshan to the door. Everyone in Marriott Entertainment City, from the manager on duty to the doorman, were stunned. Although they didn't know Zhan Feng, they knew Gao Xiang. When had Mr. Gao, who was usually as cold as winter to them, ever smiled so warmly?

Walking half a step ahead of Mr. Gao and the other handsome man was a young girl, still in her school uniform. She was quite striking. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, looking at how Mr. Gao and the handsome man were acting like their grandsons, this girl must be the daughter of some big boss. Or maybe the daughter of some high-ranking official! It was absolutely right!

Chen Qingshan rejected Zhan Feng's suggestion to drive her home and took the bus home under the gossiping gazes of all the Marriott people. The huge contrast caused a low cry to be heard in the Marriott: "Che yeah~~~~~".

Zhan Feng stood at the bus stop, watching the bus drive away, and said to Gao Xiang, "Axiang, please give me a copy of the video footage from Mad Dog's room today."

"Yes, Mr. Zhan."

Qingshan Lu's moves just now were so beautiful that he wanted to copy them back and admire them carefully.

A slender figure emerged from the small supermarket directly across from the Marriott Entertainment City, staring in the direction the bus was leaving, his eyes filled with both resentment and gloating. The person pulled out a small flip phone and dialed a number:

"Hello, it's me. Guess who I just saw..."