In the living room of another suite.
Wu Wenjing, with graying hair and looking to be nearly fifty, was smoking a large cigar, sprawled brazenly on the sofa.
When Shen Wanqian came in, he flicked his ash and said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, “President Shen, hosting a banquet and not inviting me…
That’s not very kind, is it?”
“Is it that I, Wu Wenjing, am not qualified to be invited?
Or is it that you, President Shen, the richest man in Jiangnan Province, simply look down on me?”
Shen Wanqian frowned.
“President Wu, you didn’t receive an invitation?
That’s impossible.
I had my secretary prepare one!”
He turned and shouted, “Xiaohan, what’s wrong with you?
Why wasn’t President Wu’s invitation sent out?”
Secretary Han knew he had to take the fall, and fast.
So, he said apprehensively, “I’m sorry, President Shen.
I…
I’ve had some family matters to deal with these past two days, so I haven’t been on my game.
I might have missed it…”
Shen Wanqian’s face darkened as he scolded him, “President Wu is the third person to say they didn’t receive an invitation.
Are you capable of doing your job or not?
If not, then get out!”
Wu Wenjing sneered inwardly.
‘That cunning fox, Shen Wanqian…’
“Forget it, President Shen.
It’s a small matter.
No need to tear into your secretary like that.”
Shen Wanqian said solemnly, “Making President Wu angry is reason enough for a scolding!”
“Secretary Han, aren’t you going to thank President Wu?”
Secretary Han hurriedly said, “Thank you, President Wu!
Thank you for your magnanimity!”
Wu Wenjing said no more.
Shen Wanqian sat down across from him and personally brewed him some tea.
Just then, footsteps could be heard from outside.
Shen Wanqian turned his head to look, somewhat surprised.
“Yang Yi, what are you two doing here?”
Yang Yi smiled.
“I was a little curious about what kind of person the man who monopolizes Jiangnan Province’s herbal medicine supply is.”
Shen Wanqian nodded, then made the introduction.
“President Wu, this is a junior I hold in high regard.
His name is Yang Yi.”
Wu Wenjing gave an indifferent nod, his gaze then falling on Shen Youwei.
“My dear niece, you’re getting more beautiful by the day.
Are you interested in getting together with my son?”
Shen Youwei smiled and replied gracefully, “My father just handed over some company matters to me.
Just when things are getting easier, I wouldn’t dare run off and get married.”
Wu Wenjing said dismissively, “Nonsense.
Your father is still in his prime!
Besides, marrying into my family won’t stop you from helping your father, will it?”
Shen Wanqian said, “President Wu, I only have one precious daughter.
Don’t I get to keep her by my side for a few more years?”
Wu Wenjing chuckled and said lightly, “If you’re that reluctant, then let’s just forget it!”
“President Shen, what have you decided about the matter we discussed the day before yesterday?”
Shen Wanqian gave a bitter smile.
“President Wu, your price is indeed a bit too high.
If you could lower it a little…”
Wu Wenjing cut him off with a wave of his hand.
“No more reductions!
I won’t have any profit margin left!”
“Then I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you, President Wu, and choose an out-of-province supplier.”
Shen Wanqian was furious inside.
He was a latecomer to the pharmaceutical industry and had only just managed to carve out a foothold in the last two years!
And now, Wu Wenjing had immediately set his sights on him!
The man was certain that Shen Wanqian was in a growth and expansion phase and needed a large supply of herbs, which was why he dared to be so arrogant.
Sure enough, the smile on Wu Wenjing’s face vanished in an instant!
In its place was a ferocity and coldness like that of a savage beast.
“So, President Shen is insisting on slapping me in the face!”
Wu Wenjing said with that humorless smile, his tone icy, “The biggest herbal medicine supplier in Jiangnan Province is standing right in front of you!”
“And I even came here personally to discuss our partnership, yet you still want to choose an outside supplier.”
“If word of this gets out, what face will I, Wu Wenjing, have left in this industry?”
“President Shen, you may be the richest man in Jiangnan Province, but don’t forget, in the pharmaceutical industry, you’ve only just found your footing!”
That last sentence was a blatant threat.
Shen Wanqian’s brows were tightly furrowed.
The pressure on him was immense.
If his plans for the pharmaceutical sector were disrupted, he wouldn’t be able to answer to the board of directors.
But Wu Wenjing’s exorbitant pricing, leveraging his monopoly to make outrageous demands, was also something he could not accept.
“However, everything is negotiable.
I have a proposal that President Shen can consider.”
Shen Wanqian’s expression darkened.
His intuition told him that this ‘proposal’ would be even more unacceptable.
Wu Wenjing said leisurely, “Give me three percent of Wanqian Group’s shares, and I can sell you the herbs at cost.”
Shen Wanqian practically exploded with rage on the spot, roaring, “Absolutely not!”
Wu Wenjing remained perfectly calm and composed, stating flatly, “Then there’s nothing more to discuss.”
Wu Wenjing patted his pant leg, then slowly rose to his feet.
“Your company has sunk a lot of money into its pharmaceutical ventures, hasn’t it?”
“Tell me, if all those investments are lost, won’t the board members of Wanqian Group tear you, Shen Wanqian, to pieces?”
“Furthermore, what if I go downstairs right now and tell all your partners that I’m going to cut off your path in the pharmaceutical industry?
What do you think they’ll do then?”
Shen Wanqian was trembling with anger, his face exceptionally grim.
‘So this was his purpose for coming here at this time!’
Shen Youwei’s pretty face also turned pale, and she stared at Wu Wenjing with her lips pressed tightly together.
Seeing this, Yang Yi suddenly let out a faint smile.
Wu Wenjing’s face turned cold.
“What are you laughing at, you little brat?”
Yang Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“I’m laughing because you’re about to die and you don’t even know it.”
Wu Wenjing’s expression changed drastically.
“You little punk, are you cursing me?!”
Shen Wanqian also looked slightly startled, then hurriedly tried to signal Yang Yi with his eyes.
Shen Youwei, for her part, was snapped out of her anger from being threatened.
She quickly moved to shield Yang Yi behind her.
“President Wu, Yang Yi didn’t mean it.
I apologize to you on his behalf…”
Wu Wenjing sneered.
“My dear niece, step aside!
If I don’t give this kid a couple of hard slaps, my name isn’t Wu Wenjing!”
Shen Wanqian said angrily, “President Wu, he’s just a kid who doesn’t know any better.
You’re a man approaching fifty; are you really going to argue with a child?”
Wu Wenjing scoffed disdainfully, “The brat lacks discipline.
Isn’t it only right that I teach him a lesson?”
With that, he prepared to pull Shen Youwei aside and strike Yang Yi.
Yang Yi, however, suddenly asked, “Uncle Shen, if Wu Wenjing were to die, would that benefit you?”
Shen Wanqian’s heart practically leaped into his throat at those words.
“Xiaoyang, don’t talk nonsense!
How could President Wu die…”
Yang Yi shook his head.
“I’m serious.
He’s already close to death.”
Shen Wanqian had thought he was just speaking out of anger, but seeing his serious expression, he suddenly shuddered.
‘Yang Yi is the disciple of that reclusive master, after all!’
‘Could it be that he’s seen something?’
Wu Wenjing was about to explode with fury.
This kid kept saying he was about to die.
‘Is this some kind of game?’
Before Wu Wenjing could erupt, Shen Wanqian quickly said, “President Wu, Yang Yi is a Divine Doctor!
He’s even better than Xu Renfeng!
What he’s saying might not be false!”
Wu Wenjing laughed in angry disbelief.
“Shen Wanqian, what kind of joke is this?
This little punk?”
Yang Yi shot him a sidelong glance.
“You’ve been coughing up blood most mornings recently, haven’t you?”
“You motherfu—”
Wu Wenjing froze mid-word, then asked in shock, “How did you know that?”