One comment made about Chen Haoxuan irritated him greatly. He was recognized as a handsome man by girls in China, so everyone thought he was attractive. However, today someone said they found him unappealing, which was the first time he had ever heard such an evaluation of himself.
Chen Haoxuan understood what that person meant; they were looking down on him for arriving on a motorcycle. Earlier, they had asked him what gift he would give Zhang Beining, likely intending to humiliate him regarding the gift-giving aspect. The gift Chen Haoxuan had prepared was something beyond the products of the 21st century, so no matter what that person gave Zhang Beining, it could not surpass Chen Haoxuan's gift.
Chen Haoxuan stood up and followed that person, thinking to himself, "You want to compete? Then let's compete."
After waiting for ten minutes, it was finally that person’s turn who had just looked down on Chen Haoxuan. Others simply handed their gift boxes to Zhang Beining without opening them, but this person was foolish enough to want to show off his gift. Perhaps he wanted everyone to know that his gift was extraordinary and share in his joy. He opened the box and took out a pearl, which was as big as a ping pong ball. Such a large pearl was indeed a rare gem. "Miss Zhang, happy birthday! This little pearl is something I purchased at a high price from the United States. It's a small gift but please accept it."
Zhang Beining, though born into a prestigious family and having seen countless treasures, had never seen a pearl as large as a ping pong ball before. She excitedly accepted the gift and said, "Song Yong, thank you for your gift! I really like it."
"As long as Miss Zhang likes it," Song Yong replied happily. His company needed something from Pegasus Group; otherwise, he wouldn't have spent so much money on such a large pearl for Zhang Beining.
When it was Chen Haoxuan's turn to present his gift, he handed it to Zhang Beining. She was instantly thrilled; no matter what Chen Haoxuan gave her, she would cherish it because of his high status. Receiving the gift from Chen Haoxuan, she exclaimed joyfully, "Boss Chen, I'm already so excited that you could come to my birthday party! You even brought me a gift; I feel embarrassed! But since you gave it to me, I can't refuse. Thank you!"
Before Chen Haoxuan could speak, Song Yong chimed in: "Miss Zhang, I just heard this Boss Chen say that his gift is more precious than mine. If Miss Zhang doesn't mind, could we have the pleasure of seeing it?"
"Uh...," Zhang Beining looked at Chen Haoxuan. Since this gift was from him and he hadn't nodded in agreement, she didn't dare open it in front of so many people.
Chen Haoxuan understood Zhang Beining's hesitation and said to her, "The gift is for you now; you can open it if you want!"
"Zhang Beining, open it and let’s see what could be more precious than a ping pong ball-sized pearl..." The people in the living room urged her on, eager for chaos.
Zhang Beining felt pressured; with so many people asking her to open it, not doing so would mean disrespecting those who came to celebrate her birthday. She opened the gift from Chen Haoxuan and found an exquisite perfume bottle filled with green liquid—clearly a bottle of perfume.
Song Yong spoke again with disdain: "I thought it would be something great! Turns out it's just a bottle of perfume; the most expensive ones are only worth a few thousand yuan. Compared to mine, even my gift box is worth more."
Ma Yichen chuckled and said to Zhang Beining: "Zhang Beining, there’s an instruction manual inside the box; take a look at what it really is."
Zhang Beining picked up the instruction manual from the box and upon reading it couldn't help but exclaim: "This isn't perfume; it's some kind of strange medicine! Applying this green liquid to your skin can make your skin better than that of a baby! Wow! It's even better than beauty products. If you have any external wounds and apply it, they will heal overnight without leaving scars. If there are scars and you apply just a bit, they will disappear by the next day! It can even treat skin diseases... This stuff is simply a miraculous remedy!"
"That's a lie, yes, it must be a lie, Miss Zhang, you mustn't believe what he says. There can't be such amazing medicine in this world," Song Yong said, looking as if he would never believe it.
"Let's just try it and see. If the wound is large, it will take until the next day to heal after applying this medicine. If the wound is small, it can heal in just a few minutes. Ma Yichen, you come and try," Chen Haoxuan said.
Chen Haoxuan called out, and even if Ma Yichen was unwilling, he had no choice. He walked up to Chen Haoxuan and asked with some concern, "How do we try it?"
"Just stretch out your hand," Chen Haoxuan said with a mischievous smile.
Ma Yichen extended his hand, and Chen Haoxuan lifted his right foot and waved his right hand towards it. Then everyone saw a flash of silver light pass over Ma Yichen's wrist. It was Chen Haoxuan's dagger; when it grazed Ma Yichen's wrist, he felt nothing at all.
"Yichen, your wrist is bleeding," Zhang Beining exclaimed nervously.
Chen Haoxuan took out a tissue and wiped the wound on Ma Yichen's wrist, then said, "Everyone saw that, right? The wound isn't very deep, but if left untreated, it will bleed quite a bit."
Chen Haoxuan waved his right hand again, snatching the perfume bottle from Zhang Beining's hand. He twisted it open and poured some green liquid onto Ma Yichen's wrist wound. Then he handed the perfume bottle back to Zhang Beining and said, "His wound will heal within a minute."
Everyone in the living room fell silent, all staring at Ma Yichen's wound. As soon as the green liquid touched it, the bleeding stopped immediately. However, whether the wound had fully healed remained uncertain because the green liquid obscured it.
Song Yong was watching the time on his watch; when a minute passed, he spoke up, "Time's up."
Chen Haoxuan smiled and wiped Ma Yichen's wrist again with the tissue. Once the green liquid was removed, there was no longer any trace of a wound on Ma Yichen's wrist! The only difference was that his skin had become slightly whiter. "This medicine is miraculous; just apply it and within a minute it can heal—it's incredible," Ma Yichen marveled.
"With this bottle of medicine, it's better than any beauty product," Zhang Beining said while tightly clutching the perfume bottle as if afraid someone would snatch it away from her.
Most of the people here were businesspeople. Upon seeing the effectiveness of Chen Haoxuan's medicine, they looked at him like wolves eyeing their prey, seemingly wanting to swallow him whole. The medicine Chen Haoxuan gave to Zhang Beining represented immense wealth for them; just think about it! This medicine can enhance beauty and treat injuries—if such a product were produced and sold, people all over the world would fight to buy it because its effects are so remarkable.
Feeling awkward, Song Yong retreated to a small corner. He initially intended to humiliate Chen Haoxuan and show off in front of these successful individuals but ended up being overshadowed by Chen Haoxuan.
After returning to the second floor, people continuously came to find Chen Haoxuan. All of them had the same purpose: they wanted to collaborate with him to produce the medicine he had just given to Zhang Beining. No one understood better than him the profits and value contained in that medicine. Jiang Dong and others became so powerful largely due to this medicine; not only could it enhance beauty and heal wounds but also change one's physical condition. Chen Haoxuan dared not produce or sell this medicine because if he did so, the world would become chaotic; everyone would want to become experts instead of focusing on settling down and living peacefully.
Chen Haoxuan rejected everyone who wanted to collaborate with him, but he could not stop the enthusiasm of the businessmen. Eventually, he was forced to stand up and try to leave. As Chen Haoxuan came down from the second floor, Ma Yichen saw him descending and heading towards the door. He immediately ran over and called out, "Boss Chen, wait a moment."
Chen Haoxuan stopped in his tracks and turned around, seeing it was Ma Yichen. He asked, "Is there something you need?"
"My dad and my father-in-law want to meet you. Could you do me a favor and meet them?" Ma Yichen said somewhat shyly. His father and father-in-law were fans of Chen Haoxuan, admiring his business acumen.
"Alright! Lead the way," Chen Haoxuan replied readily. He had many friends in business, but few true friends; Ma Yichen was one of them, and he felt he couldn't refuse a friend's request.
Ma Yichen led Chen Haoxuan to a guest room. As soon as Chen Haoxuan entered, he heard, "Hello, Boss Chen."
It seemed that all of Ma Yichen's and Zhang Beining's family were present. Everyone stood respectfully on either side of a long dining table, greeting Chen Haoxuan. "Please sit down, don't be too polite; just make yourselves comfortable," Chen Haoxuan smiled.
Chen Haoxuan had come on an empty stomach. While there were plenty of pastries and red wine in the living room, there were no dishes served. However, this guest room was different; the long dining table was filled with delicious food that made Chen Haoxuan's appetite surge. "I'm starving! You all haven't had dinner yet, right? So why wait? Let's dig in!" Chen Haoxuan said as he grabbed a large lobster, peeled off its shell, and took a bite.
Ma Yichen and Zhang Beining's family ate delicately, taking small bites while occasionally chatting with Chen Haoxuan. They sought his insights on doing business. One should not underestimate these insights; they were invaluable treasures that money could not buy, and only someone as generous as Chen Haoxuan would be willing to share them.
During this meal, Zhang Beining and Ma Yichen's family certainly benefited; they learned many business methods from Chen Haoxuan. Unfortunately, they could not collaborate with him directly. However, they found comfort in the fact that Chen Haoxuan suggested they invest money in one of his companies—his recommendations were sure to yield great profits.
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