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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. Now, Wang Shun Yuan had more than her, which made her feel quite uncomfortable.
"You don't need to worry about that," Liu Ying shot Chen Renjing a glare and replied irritably. Chen Renjing was really 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 had actually gained one hundred million.
"Mom, running a farm stay has nothing to do with Shun Yuan's expertise," Huang Lin quickly responded.
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. First, he would give them two hundred million and let Wang Shun Yuan, Liu Ying, and Gao Kang figure things out. If they succeeded in their venture, that would be great; if not, it didn't matter. Two hundred million was just pocket change for Jiang Chen. Besides, if he truly supported them from behind, even if Wang Shun Yuan and the others were fools, they could still succeed in their business—but that wouldn't be very interesting.
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 waiting for Qin Xiaoya to arrive while sipping tea and chatting.
At the pear wood tea table sat not Gu Yu but a chubby man of similar age wearing a Tang suit. The man was bald and fiddling with a string of prayer beads, resembling someone who collects antiques; however, his true identity was that of a martial artist.
Moreover, he was quite an influential martial artist named Hua Xu, from one of the Seven Great Martial Arts Families—specifically, the Hua Family. The current ancestor of the Hua Family, Hua Yuejin, was his grandfather.
Hua Xu had quite a reputation in the capital's circles; any martial arts-related issues could generally be resolved through him. After all, with the Hua Family backing him up, anyone who disrespected Hua Xu would still have to show respect to the Hua Family and its ancestor.
Gu Yu had originally told the Qin Family to downplay matters but found that Qin Xiaoya wouldn't listen even to her parents. Thus, he sought another way and approached Hua Xu for help in persuading Qin Xiaoya to provide an antidote for free.
As Gu Yu sipped his tea, he recounted last night's events at the banquet while Gu Xiangzhou wore a hood that made him look like he was about to rob a bank.
After hearing Gu Yu's description, 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 accept that." As a martial artist who knew Qin Xiaoya personally, Hua Xu found it hard to believe that according to Gu Yu's description, Qin Xiaoya's martial arts skills were at least at the Master of Transformation level.
Reaching Master of Transformation is no easy feat; Qin Xiaoya was definitely not 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 insisted confidently.
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