"Don't listen! You think drinking a sip will cure your grandfather's illness? Do you think this ink is a magic pill?" Liu Xiaoyuan urged from the side.
Meng Hao thought to himself, "Damn it, I'm going to drink it anyway, whether I take a sip or finish the ink in this inkstone, so I might as well go for it."
Meng Hao mustered his courage, swallowed the ink from the inkstone directly into his mouth, and then spat it into Meng Yisong's mouth.
"Mr. Liu, is it okay now?" Meng Hao asked, his words slurred, because he really didn't dare to make a swallowing motion.
Seeing Meng Hao's state, Liu Xiaoyuan walked over to him and patted him on the back. Meng Hao coughed twice and involuntarily swallowed.
The ink remaining in his mouth immediately flowed down his throat and into his stomach, allowing Meng Hao to taste the ink.
"Ugh..." Meng Hao had always lived a privileged life and had never suffered any hardship. When he swallowed the ink, he felt as if he had eaten a pile of excrement.
Meng Hao leaned against the side, vomiting repeatedly. In order to expel the ink he had just swallowed, he put his hand in his mouth and tried to induce vomiting.
Liu Xiaoyuan walked over to Meng Yisong and squatted down next to him. He touched Meng Yisong's body, and Meng Yisong finally stopped all his movements.
The first thing Meng Yisong did upon regaining his senses was to vomit, trying to expel all the ink he had drunk. He was fully conscious throughout what he had just experienced, but he was unable to speak or express himself.
Those present were astonished to see Meng Yisong wake up and seem to be back to normal. They thought, "Damn, ink can really cure diseases?"
"President Meng, it's probably not easy to vomit up what's already ingested," Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile, then stood up.
"Mr. Zhao, I'll be leaving now, I have other things to do!" After reprimanding Meng Yisong and his grandson, Liu Xiaoyuan felt that there was no need for him to stay any longer.
"Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu..." Everyone chased after Liu Xiaoyuan as he was about to leave.
"Is there anything else, everyone?" Liu Xiaoyuan asked with a smile.
"Mr. Liu, could you please leave your contact information? I'd like to ask you some questions about calligraphy sometime."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Liu, let's sit down together for tea sometime and talk about calligraphy."
With everyone chiming in, Liu Xiaoyuan quickly became the star of the day.
"If you want to contact me, you can do so through Mr. Zhao. Well, I have to go now!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile as he walked out of the room.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, the system's voice rang in his mind again, and this time Liu Xiaoyuan gained another 1000 experience points.
Liu Xiaoyuan planned to take a plane home immediately, but when he looked at the time, it was already late, and he would probably arrive home around 8 or 9 pm. Besides, it wouldn't be good not to say goodbye to Zhao Qianhai.
"I'd better go back to the hotel first!" Liu Xiaoyuan thought to himself, and was about to take a taxi back to the hotel when his phone rang.
Liu Xiaoyuan took out his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. The caller ID showed that the number was from Beijing.
"Hello." After the call connected, Liu Xiaoyuan said "Hello" and waited for the other party to speak.
A man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is this Mr. Liu Xiaoyuan?"
The voice was unfamiliar. Liu Xiaoyuan thought for a moment and realized he didn't recognize the person, so he asked, "Who are you?"
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Jianjun, and I am the chairman of Huangcheng Media Group," the man introduced himself on the other end of the phone.
Huangcheng Media Group? Isn't that the company Murong Yuyan works for? Why would their boss call me?
"Mr. Wang, hello, what can I do for you?" Liu Xiaoyuan asked.
"I wonder if Mr. Liu has the time? If he does, I have something I'd like to discuss with him," Wang Jianjun said.
Liu Xiaoyuan didn't know what Wang Jianjun wanted to talk to him about, because the only thing Liu Xiaoyuan had in common with the entertainment industry was his acquaintance with Murong Yuyan. Could it be that Wang Jianjun was looking for him because of Murong Yuyan?
“Okay, Mr. Wang, you decide on the location!” Liu Xiaoyuan readily agreed.
As for whether this meeting would be a trap, Liu Xiaoyuan wasn't worried at all. As the CEO of Huangcheng Media Group, Wang Jianjun certainly wouldn't do anything like a thug.
Moreover, even if Wang Jianjun had ill intentions, Liu Xiaoyuan was not afraid, for as the saying goes, "high skill breeds boldness."
The place Wang Jianjun arranged was a teahouse called Pinxiangming in Beijing. Liu Xiaoyuan immediately took a taxi to the teahouse.
When Liu Xiaoyuan arrived at the teahouse, Wang Jianjun was already there. Upon seeing Liu Xiaoyuan enter the teahouse, Wang Jianjun immediately stood up and waved to Liu Xiaoyuan.
Liu Xiaoyuan looked at Wang Jianjun and saw that he was a man who looked to be in his forties, of medium build, with the unique temperament of a mature man, which was very attractive to women.
"Hello!" Liu Xiaoyuan walked up to Wang Jianjun, and Wang Jianjun first extended his hand to shake hands with Liu Xiaoyuan.
One shouldn't hit a smiling face, especially since Liu Xiaoyuan didn't know why Wang Jianjun had come to see him today. So, he politely extended his hand to shake hands with Wang Jianjun.
"Please sit down, Mr. Liu!" Wang Jianjun politely invited Liu Xiaoyuan to sit down.
After Liu Xiaoyuan sat down, he looked around and found that the teahouse was not doing well today, with not many tea drinkers.
"Mr. Liu, this is a fine Pu'er tea. I wonder if you would like some?" Wang Jianjun said as he poured Liu Xiaoyuan a cup of fragrant tea.
Looking at the small cup of Pu'er tea in front of him, Liu Xiaoyuan smiled and said, "I know nothing about tea ceremony, so for me, no matter if it's good tea or other tea, it all tastes the same."
“Hehe…” Wang Jianjun chuckled and said, “Mr. Liu is quite straightforward.”
Liu Xiaoyuan picked up the cup of tea in front of him and drank it down. Since he couldn't taste anything anyway, why pretend to be refined and pretend to know how to savor it slowly?
"Mr. Wang, what brings you here today?" Liu Xiaoyuan put down his teacup and got straight to the point.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jianjun smiled, picked up a cup of tea in front of him, took a small sip, and then gently put the cup down.
"Mr. Liu, as far as we know, you grew up in the countryside, and your parents were farmers. But what surprises me is that since graduating from university, Mr. Liu seems like a completely different person. He is skilled in medicine, calligraphy, and martial arts..."
Upon hearing Wang Jianjun's words, Liu Xiaoyuan's expression turned ugly, and he interrupted Wang Jianjun with half-closed eyes.
"Mr. Wang, are you investigating me?" Liu Xiaoyuan's voice turned cold.
Since Wang Jianjun knew all this, it proved that he had been investigating him for a long time. When someone goes to great lengths to investigate another person, it could be either to understand that person and not to have any ill intentions, or to find out about their background and not to have any good intentions.
Liu Xiaoyuan didn't think Wang Jianjun wanted to understand him, so he was very angry!
(End of this chapter)
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