Chapter 166 It's hard to say whether others would dare, but he really dared.

"Lin Rui, how's the preparation for the follow-up draft going?"

“If you’re too busy over there, I can arrange for some typists to come to your company.”

Ever since Lin Rui posted the song "Compendium of Materia Medica" on Weibo, the Yunzhou delegation led by Zhong Xuanling has refused to eat, drink, or visit any tourist attractions, and has been making a fuss about wanting to patronize Tianrui Entertainment.

Xu Hongzhuo managed to calm the group down after much persuasion, and as soon as he had a moment to spare, he immediately contacted Lin Rui.

Lin Rui, who was busy working at his computer, immediately replied, completely shutting down all the schemes Xu Hongzhuo had been pondering.

What did he say?

Seeing that Xu Hongzhuo had ended the call, Zhong Xuanling, who had been squatting next to him, quickly stepped forward.

"That kid said that if we keep making noise, he'll burn the manuscript."

The expressions on the faces of Zhong Xuanling, Gao Hongbo, and the others were quite interesting. They were stunned for a while before Zhong Xuanling shouted on the spot, "He dares!"

Xu Hongzhuo glanced at Zhong Xuanling speechlessly: "It's hard to say about others, but that kid, he really dares to do it."

Zhong Xuanling: ...

Gao Hongbo: ...

Yunzhou delegation: ...

“Old Zhong, let me tell you, that kid isn’t always right around here.”

As Xu Hongzhuo spoke, he poked his temple: "If you really push that kid too far, it would be fine if he burned it all down, but I'm afraid..."

"This is an illness, it needs treatment!"

"Old Xu, you need to be clear about your stance. What nonsense are you spouting in broad daylight without even having been sober!"

"What do you mean 'it's okay if it's burned'? That's a major medical document! A treasure!"

Zhong Xuanling kept rolling his eyes, so angry that he was blowing his beard and glaring.

Faced with Zhong Xuanling's questioning, Xu Hongzhuo curled his lip and looked disdainful.

Treasure?

How much could that medical book be worth?

If Lin Rui were to actually put his skills to use, even just a few words or a few drawings would be considered genuine gems!

A bunch of medical idiots with absolutely no artistic talent, who only know how to observe, listen, inquire, and palpate, dare to flaunt the word "treasure" in front of me?

What a bunch of country bumpkins who've never seen the world!

He thought this in his heart, but dared not say it aloud, and even had to restrain his expression. After all, the moon has its phases, and if he were to develop some health problems one day, he would end up having to beg these people for help.

But the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

The younger one was being unreasonable, and the older one was throwing a tantrum. Xu Hongzhuo was extremely frustrated; he couldn't live like this anymore!

"Alright, eat and drink as you please, just wait patiently. It would be easier to burn it down, but I'm afraid that kid might get desperate and write something nonsense. If that happens, you'll be the ones who are caught off guard."

Zhong Xuanling promptly shut his mouth.

After calming down, I was also shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

If a young person who isn't very bright gets pushed to the limit, putting aside the unethical act of burning the manuscript, just the fact that they might make a mistake in writing a word or omit a ingredient in the heat of the moment could lead to serious problems!

Some traditional remedies left over from history often lead people into a dead end simply because one ingredient is missing.

Seeing that Zhong Xuanling and the others had been successfully intimidated, Xu Hongzhuo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.

It really proves the saying: the ruthless fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless.

…

In the evening, Lin Rui sent someone to deliver the more than 300,000 words of manuscript he had just finished to the Xiazhou Art Association.

Only then did he slowly test the USB drive on the desktop.

The quality this time is significantly better than before; at least the sound is no longer so homogenized, and each person has a more distinct characteristic.

It took Lin Rui a full hour to finish listening to the entire USB drive.

There were five USB drives left in the end, and Lin Rui sent Luo Qi a text message.