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"I see this two hundred million. Even if Wang Tu really gave it to you, you wouldn't be able to use it comfortably. Wang Tu is not a good person. I think you should just return the money to Wang Tu," Chen Renjing interjected. She was genuinely envious; one hundred million was a huge fortune for her, and she didn't even have that much money on hand. Now, Wang Shun Yuan had more than her, which left her feeling quite unsettled.
"You don't need to worry about that," Liu Ying shot Chen Renjing a glare and replied irritably. Chen Renjing was truly annoying, always talking too much.
"Starting a business is great! How about this, Shun Yuan? You could run a farm stay with us. We're so close to Shidu; running a farm stay can be very profitable," Huang Lin's mother chimed in excitedly upon hearing that her son-in-law's phone had indeed gained an extra hundred million.
"Mom, running a farm stay has nothing to do with Shun Yuan's expertise," Huang Lin quickly pointed out.
While Wang Shun Yuan was discussing the feasibility of starting a business, Jiang Chen was still lying on the hotel bed. Jiang Chen hoped to see Wang Shun Yuan stand tall in front of his in-laws. With two hundred million in hand, he wanted to let Wang Shun Yuan, Liu Ying, and Gao Kang have their fun. If they succeeded in their venture, that would be great; if not, it didn’t matter either. For Jiang Chen, two hundred million was just pocket change. Moreover, if he truly supported them from behind the scenes, even if Wang Shun Yuan and the others were fools, they could still succeed in their business endeavors—but that would take away the thrill of it all.
In the afternoon, at a high-end teahouse in the capital city, Gu Yu had cleared the place out. There were fewer than five people left inside, all sipping tea and chatting while waiting for Qin Xiaoya's arrival.
At the pearwood tea table sat not Gu Yu but a chubby man about the same age as him. The man wore a Tang suit and was bald, playing with a string of prayer beads as if he were an antique collector. However, his true identity was that of a martial artist—a significant one at that. The chubby man's name was Hua Xu; he belonged to the Hua Family, one of the Seven Great Martial Arts Families in Huaxia. The current ancestor of the Hua Family, Hua Yuejin, was his grandfather.
Hua Xu had quite a reputation in the capital's circles; any issues related to martial arts could generally be resolved by him due to the backing of the Hua Family. Even if someone didn't give Hua Xu face, they would still have to respect the Hua Family and its ancestor.
Gu Yu had originally told the Qin Family to downplay matters, but unfortunately, Qin Xiaoya wouldn't even listen to her parents. Gu Yu had no choice but to seek another way and found Hua Xu, hoping he could persuade Qin Xiaoya to provide the antidote for free.
As Gu Yu sipped tea, he recounted what happened at last night's banquet while Gu Xiangzhou wore a hood that made him look like he was about to rob a bank.
After listening to Gu Yu's account, Hua Xu frowned slightly and seemed skeptical. "I've met Qin Xiaoya many times. If you say she's a business expert, I can believe that. But saying she's a martial arts expert? I can't buy it." As a martial artist himself and someone who knew Qin Xiaoya, Hua Xu found it hard to accept Gu Yu's description that suggested Qin Xiaoya had at least reached the level of Master of Transformation.
Reaching Master of Transformation is no easy feat; Qin Xiaoya absolutely wasn't at that level.
"Really, brother Hua! I saw it with my own eyes last night. Zhang Gao—Master Zhang—you've met him before; he's still lying in the hospital now. The doctors said Master Zhang has several broken ribs," Gu Yu asserted confidently.
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