Urban All-Round Master

Capítulo 1320: Chapter 1354: The Son of Medicine King Gu Tianjiao

Up until boarding the plane.

Lin Zifeng’s previous moodiness finally subsided a bit.

“Mr. Lin suddenly changed his mind so drastically, I wonder if it’s alright to ask why?”

At this moment, Wang Chongyang, sitting opposite Lin Zifeng, suddenly asked. He wasn’t old enough for failing eyesight, so naturally, he could see the way Lin Zifeng was looking at his daughter.

“Uh… well, it’s a long story, let’s wait until there’s an opportunity later to tell you.”

While saying this, his peripheral vision once again caught the glimpse of Wang Xiaomin’s snow-white thighs and the small gap in between.

To be honest, given Wang Xiaomin’s conditions, Lin Zifeng really can’t imagine why this woman sought one-night fun at a nightclub in the past?

If Wang Xiaomin truly wanted a special, high-quality Phoenix male, with her qualifications, Lin Zifeng can guarantee that getting any man is merely a matter of her beckoning with her fingers.

“Oh, haha, no worries. Mr. Lin changing his mind this time has already made me very happy, I hope your arrival will make those old guys at the Medicine King Hall drop their eyeballs!”

Wang Chongyang chuckled, the more he thought about it the happier he became.

However, in Lin Zifeng’s eyes, the way he laughed was rather disgusting.

The main reason he sought out Wang Chongyang to go to the Medicine King Hall was to gain something beneficial from those Chinese Medicine Families.

After all, as a newcomer, Dragon City is a place with a mix of good and bad. Who knows how many potential threats are hidden within?

“By the way, when we arrive in Dragon City, you guys go ahead first, I may catch up with an old friend to reminisce, won’t join you for now. The Medicine King Hall competition shouldn’t be delayed by a few days, right?”

“Haha, rest assured, since Mr. Lin is here with me, naturally it won’t be delayed by a few days. If Mr. Lin has important matters, of course, it can’t delay your official business.”

Wang Chongyang treated Lin Zifeng very well, for in the medical world, respecting medicine, the young and promising Lin Zifeng felt like he was benefitting from associating with others.

“Then Mr. Lin, you must prepare well, when the competition at Medicine King Hall begins. Mr. Lin mustn’t hold back, you must showcase your skills, outshine the heirs of the Chinese Medicine Families, I think it will certainly be exciting by then!”

Wang Xiaomin crossed her right leg over her left, noticed Lin Zifeng’s occasional glance at her thighs from the corner of his eye, so she switched her position, left leg over right. This scene was precisely captured by Lin Zifeng’s perceptive eye.

“What the heck!”

Lace and vacuum play, wearing underwear seems redundant.

And so, amidst this atmosphere of heated temptation, they finally got off the plane, shortly after 3 PM.

At this moment, a nearly unfindable limited edition supercar Aston Martin one-77 supercar rapidly approached the area from outside the airport.

“Damn! Aston Martin one-77!” Lin Zifeng was stunned.

Globally limited to 77 units, of which China received 5 cars, the current domestic 5 cars have all been ordered, priced at 47 million. The one-77 is equipped with a naturally aspirated 7.3L V12 engine, a maximum power of 760 LO, and yet someone dares to show off by driving it here—simply a fortress!

Indeed, Dragon City is Dragon City, even such a limited, nearly extinct supercar can be driven out, and Lin Zifeng gets to see it firsthand.

It’s rarer than winning the lottery.

“Vroom vroom vroom, vroom vroom vroom, vroom vroom vroom.”

The owner of the car is a very young, sunny and handsome big boy, wearing an expensive pink Armani international casual suit. When the car stops less than a hundred meters away from Lin Zifeng.

The owner of the car warmly greeted Wang Chongyang from afar.

As he got off the car, his tall, nearly model-perfectly proportioned figure is simply humbling, chiseled facial features, a warm smile, along the roadside, who knows how many female gazes are captivated, some girls couldn’t withstand the visual impact, started to approach him asking for pictures together, more exaggeratedly, some opportunistic girls started the selfie mode next to the Aston Martin.

“Uncle Wang, Xiaomin.”

The man walked over with a gentlemanly demeanor.

His bold features like a sculpture, too handsome! Too dashing!

Confound it, Lin Zifeng hated men who looked better than him the most.

Every glance felt nauseating.

“Oh, turns out it’s Yimeng, so many years have passed, nearly didn’t recognize you.”

Wang Chongyang smiled helplessly, with an apologetic look, “I’ve grown older, my eyesight isn’t great, even at such a close distance, I didn’t realize it was Yimeng.”

“Hmph! Poor eyesight? I say it’s because your eyes are too high, right?” Lin Zifeng secretly grumbled, the Needle King at just fifty-something, claiming bad eyesight, who’d believe it?

“Uncle Wang, indeed. It’s been many years, didn’t expect Uncle Wang remains energetic as before, as steadfast as Tai Mountain.”

Gu Yimeng, the only son of Dragon City Medicine King Gu Tianjiao, manages several large-scale Chinese and Western medicine companies in Dragon City. According to media reports, the pharmaceutical companies under Gu Yimeng can bring him at least billions of wealth annually!

Is there anything in the world more lucrative than medicine?

“In these years, not much has changed, except for the smoothness of your tongue.” Wang Chongyang smiled, quite appreciative of the young and capable Gu Yimeng.

“By the way, didn’t I tell you not to pick me up today? How come you arrived with such punctuality when we just got off the plane?”

Wang Xiaomin appreciated Gu Yimeng’s enthusiasm, though it was merely gratitude.

“Xiaomin, I’ve been calling you lately, why haven’t you answered? Even before coming to Dragon City, you didn’t tell me, if not for your good friend Zhuo Feifei telling me, I really would’ve been kept in the dark by you.”

“Hmph! Coming to Dragon City, is it necessary to flaunt your noticeable Aston? Afraid you’re not striking enough?”

Wang Xiaomin mercilessly hit back.

However, Lin Zifeng, being ignored, took out a cheap cigarette, standing aside puffing fiercely, nearly suffocated without smoking on the plane.

“Xiaomin, who is this…?”

Noticing Lin Zifeng’s presence, Gu Yimeng furrowed his brows slightly, watched Wang Chongyang’s expression carefully, fearing this “Emperor Calm” might suddenly claim to be Wang Xiaomin’s boyfriend like in those melodramatic TV series, then it would be disastrous.

“He’s Lin Zifeng, from our Divine Needle Sect, also a contestant in this Medicine King Hall competition. You guys can get acquainted.”

Wang Xiaomin briefly introduced Lin Zifeng.

“Hi, I’m Gu Yimeng, son of Medicine King Gu Tianjiao.”

“Hi, Lin Zifeng.”

After shaking hands, Gu Yimeng quickly withdrew his hand, discreetly used a handkerchief to wipe twice, then focused his gaze entirely on Wang Xiaomin.

(Huahua is about to get engaged. Possibly in the next few days. Alas, time flies, parting with the single dog lifestyle, slow updates. Fewer updates, everyone needs to understand Huahua, Huahua used to update five to six times a day, it was doable. Requesting monthly tickets.)