275: Chapter 275: You know what to do, right?
275: Chapter 275: You know what to do, right?
Zhang Yalin suddenly stood up, pointing at Qin Han with so anger.
Qin Han was stunned by Zhang Yalin’s words, then turned to gauge the expressions of the others, quickly realizing they had misunderstood.
With this thought, Qin Han actually started to laugh.
“You still have the face to laugh!
I’m going to call Sister Yu Wei right now!” Zhang Yalin angrily said.
“Mr.
Qin, you should really restrain yourself in this kind of matter…” Number Four also sincerely spoke.
Qin Han found himself torn between laughter and tears at their words.
Did he really look like a man who loves and leaves?
“You all misunderstood Qin Han!” Mu Xueru finally reacted, realizing that these people must be Qin Han’s friends and had obviously mistaken the nature of her relationship with Qin Han, and promptly explained.
“Shut up, even if you’re the one chasing Qin Han, it’s unacceptable!” Zhang Yalin puffed up her cheeks and shouted.
Mu Xueru couldn’t help but laugh at Zhang Yalin’s deanor, thinking to herself that these people must be close to Song Yuwei.
“Yalin, this is Mu Xueru, a friend of your Sister Yu Wei.
We just t,” Qin Han said irritably.
Zhang Yalin looked at Qin Han suspiciously and said, “Really?”
“You can call Yu Wei and ask her,” Mu Xueru said with a smile.
Zhang Yalin was about to speak when the private room door was suddenly kicked open from the outside.
“I want to see who the bastard is, calling a bastard!”
A voice ca from outside.
Number Three and Number Four imdiately stood up and moved next to Qin Han, while Zhong Yuanliang didn’t move and just coldly watched the people who walked in.
A greasy-faced middle-aged man pointed at Qin Han and said, “Boss Qiao, it was this country bumpkin who called you a bastard.”
While saying this and pointing at Qin Han, Qin Han, on the other hand, had a smiley face as he watched the middle-aged man and glanced at Boss Qiao outside the door.
“You dare to laugh, soon you’ll learn how to write the word ‘death’!” the middle-aged man yelled.
Qin Han ignored the middle-aged man and instead sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, blandly saying, “Mu Xueru is my friend, you know what to do.”
“I know your mother…” the middle-aged man cursed, but before he could finish, he was kicked from behind and imdiately did a face-plant.
“Shut up!” Boss Qiao quickly stepped forward and scolded the middle-aged man, then respectfully turned to Qin Han and bowed, saying, “Mr.
Qin, it’s my fault for not disciplining my subordinates well, I’ve failed several tis…”
At this, everyone in the private room was shocked.
Did this man know Qin Han too?
Mu Xueru felt the biggest shock of anyone.
Although Qin Han had reford, according to Song Yuwei, Qin Han was previously just a common gangster.
How had he managed to build such significant connections, even knowing important local figures, and it seed Boss Qiao held imnse respect for Qin Han?
“I also find it strange, why you’re present every ti sothing like this happens, could it be…” Qin Han trailed off, but the implications were clear.
Boss Qiao was nearly in tears, hurriedly explaining, “Mr.
Qin, my followers are a mixed bunch; it’s indeed tough to manage them.”
“Haha, indeed.” Qin Han was amused by Boss Qiao’s words, thinking it really was difficult for him to manage such idlers.
If these people could be governed, then probably the governnt officials would be out of a job.
“Let’s just forget about this matter, let’s go!” Qin Han said indifferently.
“Thank you, Mr.
Qin!” Boss Qiao was extrely grateful and quickly took a card from a subordinate’s hand, grinning and saying, “Mr.
Qin, my only skills outside of managing these social connections are my holdings in hospitality.
I own hotels and bars.
This card is my company’s black gold card, valid in any of Qiao’s establishnts and it’s free of charge!
Please accept this as my apology.”
Qin Han was about to refuse when he looked up and saw fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Qiao Dalong’s forehead, so he took the card.
Qin Han didn’t have much animosity towards Qiao Dalong, perhaps because he hadn’t seen much of what Qiao Dalong had done, but from his past life’s experiences wandering through different territories, Qin Han knew one thing:
In the world of gangs and gangsters, once you enter, it’s hard to leave.
Many things push you along, even if you are tired of such a life, once you’ve entered this world, you have to die within it.
“Thank you, Mr.
Qin!” Apart from Qiao Dalong’s few personal bodyguards, everyone else who ca with Qiao Dalong was looking at the scene with shocked faces.
The Black Gold Card of Mr.
Qiao is said to have been distributed so sparingly in Zhongzhou that you could count it on one hand, but it seems that Qin Han reluctantly accepted the card, and Mr.
Qiao was grateful for it.
They had no idea about Qiao Dalong’s plan, by accepting this card, Qin Han had established a connection with him.
With this connection, naturally, endless possibilities could arise.
Qiao Dalong then turned to Mu Xueru and said, “Ms.
Mu, it’s like a flood washed into the Dragon Temple.
I apologize for my recklessness earlier, and I will send the funds you need tomorrow.
It isn’t an investnt, just sothing to help with your cash flow.”
He then bowed to the others in the private room, “Everyone, let’s keep in touch, I must take my leave now!”
Bowing only to Qin Han, Qiao Dalong swiftly left the room.
“Why does Mr.
Qiao show so much respect to you?” Zhang Yalin asked in surprise.
Qin Han indifferently answered, “We’ve t once before.”
This incident made everyone lose interest in the al, so they quickly settled and headed ho.
Before leaving, Mu Xueru apologized with a hint of regret, “I’m sorry for disturbing you all tonight.”
Everyone said it was no problem and that they could understand.
Even strangers would assist in such circumstances, let alone friends of Song Yuwei.
When Qin Han got ho, Song Yuwei and Diu Diu had just arrived as well.
Upon entering, Song Yuwei started with a joke, “How was it?
The breast enlargent cream is good, isn’t it?
Xueru told about it.”
Qin Han rolled his eyes, glanced towards Song Yuwei and responded, “I didn’t notice, but I think we might study our own land yield soon.”
“Stop it, be serious!” Song Yuwei glared at Qin Han as she spoke.
Qin Han winked and softly said, “Go take a shower first.”
“Hmm…” Song Yuwei blushed and nodded.
Qin Han was sowhat expectant; it seed to be a good day, and perhaps they could finally consummate their relationship.
While waiting for Song Yuwei, Qin Han reflected on the lecture at the Traditional Chinese dicine University that afternoon.
The session had broadened his understanding of dical practices, indeed, ascending through practicing dicine and educating others, as the classics of Shen Nong, the dicine Ancestor, stated.
Seeing the eager students in the audience, Qin Han felt a shift in his ntality at the end of the lecture.
He used to think he needed to complete his own dical practice before he could teach others, but now, he realized that he could impart his current knowledge.
Not only could this help more doctors understand the thods of treating and saving lives, but it also allowed him to gain new understanding and insights into the dical field.
Flipping through the classics of Shen Nong, Qin Han was engrossed, visualizing the dicine Ancestor squatting in fields, experinting with various herbs, and recording their detailed effects.
As Song Yuwei gently placed a cup of hot tea on the table, she watched Qin Han completely imrsed in the books.
A thought suddenly struck her: A man is at his most attractive when he is focused.
Quietly, she left the study and closed the door.
When Qin Han put down the book and looked up, the sky had already turned a pale dawn.
He couldn’t help smiling bitterly; he had missed it again…
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