Zhan Jingting curled his lips, but the cold smile froze at the corner of his eyes. "So what? You still have to keep enduring it, don't you?"
"You..." Lin Mo raised his fist to strike!
In the blink of an eye, Xiang Yang rushed forward and blocked Lin Mo's hand, "Are you crazy? Have you thought about the consequences!"
Lin Mo's anger hadn't subsided. "You think you can tolerate this?"
"My boss is lying in there, and you're fighting here? Is that appropriate?!" Xiang Yang questioned. "And Eleven is still in there. Can't we adults set a good example? Otherwise, our boss will be angry if he finds out!"
Zhan Jingting raised his hand, pushed Lin Mo away, and got up to walk into the bedroom.
Xiang Yang then released Lin Mo and said, "Lin Mo, you should go and rest first."
Lin Mo closed his eyes, suppressing the anger in them, and nodded. "If anything happens to Wanwan, notify me immediately."
"good."
Inside the room, Zheng Ma was feeding Eleven dinner. "Come on, eat more."
"Daddy!" Eleven ran over, "Did you find medicine for Mommy?"
"Not yet, good medicine is hard to come by, no rush."
"Oh," Eleven said obediently, "Daddy, are you hungry? Let's eat together."
"Okay, I'll go check on your mommy first."
For safety reasons, Zheng's mother brought a chef from Wutong Bay to cook the dishes in the hotel kitchen.
Xiang Yang washed his hands and sat down to eat with the father and son.
As he ate, he asked, "The Meng family refuses to treat our eldest son, so what do we do now? Go back?"
“I’m already in Suzhou, how could I possibly turn back?” Zhan Jingting retorted.
"So what should we do next?"
Zhan Jingting's lips curled slightly. "Don't worry, someone will come to me on their own initiative."
Xiang Yang was puzzled, but for some reason, his heart calmed down.
Zhan Jingting has always been a master strategist, and I believe he will be the same this time!
......
After dinner, Jiang Dong called, "Master Zhan, there's still no news from Madam today."
Zhan Jingting sat on the sofa, wearily pinching the bridge of his nose. "If there's still no news, I'm afraid we'll have to expand the search area."
"What Master Zhan means is..."
"The focus remains on the domestic market, but we also need to expand overseas."
"Does Master Zhan think that Madam has already gone abroad? Madam's passport is at home, so there is only one possibility: she was secretly taken abroad."
“The fact that they haven’t come to me means they have other motives…” Zhan Jingting slowly opened his eyes. “There’s no time to lose. Contact the police and Interpol, and start a global search.”
"yes!"
"In addition, a huge bounty was secretly offered."
"clear!"
"Master Zhan." The bodyguard knocked and entered. "Someone called the front desk and said they'd like to see you."
Xiang Yang asked curiously, "Who is it?"
"They didn't say, that it was a man, they just said he had what you wanted on him."
Xiang Yang suddenly remembered something, "Could it be the person you were talking about, the one who would come looking for you? Who is it?"
"You'll find out when you go meet them."
"I'll go with you!"
"You stay here to protect Wanwan and Eleven."
Xiang Yang thought for a moment, "Alright, this isn't home after all. One of us has to stay here. You take a few bodyguards with you."
"Know."
Zhan Jingting arrived at the address provided by the other party, which was a quiet teahouse in the bustling city center.
In a secluded private room on the second floor sat a middle-aged man who bore a striking resemblance to Meng Xiaogan.
Two bodyguards stood guard at the door, and Zhan Jingting went in alone.
Upon seeing Zhan Jingting, the middle-aged man immediately stood up, walked over, and extended his hand to him, saying, "Master Zhan, I've long admired your name."
Zhan Jingting did not extend his hand, but simply said, "Second Master Meng."
Meng Xiaokun was taken aback, then laughed even more heartily, "As expected of Master Zhan, I should have known. With your extraordinary abilities, you must have investigated our Meng family thoroughly, so how could you not recognize me?"
On the stage on the first floor, someone was singing Kunqu Opera. Zhan Jingting's gaze fell on it, and he said, "I wonder what business Master Meng has with me?"
Meng Xiaokun smiled and said, "This is the first time I've met Master Zhan. He certainly has an extraordinary presence. Master Zhan is very influential. So I won't beat around the bush. I invited Master Zhan here today because I want to make a deal with you."
Zhan Jingting was intrigued. "Tell me about it."
While pouring him hot tea, Meng Xiaokun said, "I suppose you know the situation of the Meng family well. That's right, my brother Meng Xiaogan is the head of the Meng family, while I, in the eyes of my father and others, am just a second-rate scoundrel."
"It seems you hate the Meng family." Zhan Jingting's gaze remained fixed on the opera singer downstairs, his tone indifferent and detached. "But that has nothing to do with me. What I care about is, since you want to make a deal with me, what are your bargaining chips?"
“It’s naturally what you want.” Meng Xiaokun sipped his tea and said slowly, “I was at home today and overheard your conversation with my brother in the back room. Your wife has become a vegetable and is unconscious. You want her to wake up.”
"So you mean you have a way?"
"have."
Zhan Jingting tapped his fingertips lightly on the table. "What do you want?"
"Master Zhan is a renowned God of Wealth. What I want is just a drop in the ocean compared to yours."
Zhan Jingting then withdrew his gaze and slowly turned to look at the man opposite him. "You want money, is that all?"
"Of course, it's not just about money. I also want you to help me become a medicinal herb tycoon. I want to crush the current Meng family. I want everyone to see that I, Meng Xiaokun, am the most capable person. I want my dad to know that I am a thousand times, ten thousand times stronger than my brother!"
Zhan Jingting curled his lips, looking at him with a half-smile, "Money is not a problem. I can grant your wish to become a medicinal herb tycoon, but how can I believe that you can wake up my wife?"
"Master Zhan, you're joking. If I didn't have some real skills, how could I dare to invite you out for a deal?" Meng Xiaokun took out his cigar box, took out a cigar, and handed it to Zhan Jingting.
Zhan Jingting didn't answer. "No need."
Meng Xiaokun lit a cigar and took a puff before speaking, "Master Zhan, to show my sincerity, I might as well tell you a secret of the Meng family."
"you say."
"The so-called rumors are actually true!" Meng Xiaokun said in a low voice, "Back then, my great-great-grandfather fell off a cliff and suffered a severe head injury, falling into a coma. The Meng family tried all sorts of methods and researched countless drugs. Finally, they developed two pills and gave him one to wake him up."
Zhan Jingting frowned slightly. "You mean, he only took one, and he has another one left?"
"Exactly!"
Zhan Jingting's handsome face remained expressionless. "Since we have the medicine, we can just make a copy."
"Master Zhan is joking. If it could be copied and made available everywhere, it would have been mass-produced long ago. This medicine is made using the Meng family's ancestral secret recipe. The process is complicated, and any mistake in any step will turn it into a deadly poison. As for that secret recipe, it was burned to ashes in a fire more than a hundred years ago."
Zhan Jingting paused, tapping his fingertips on the table. "So you mean that my wife only has a chance to wake up if she takes the Meng family's only medicine?"
"Exactly!"
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