"Grandma, you won't die. You'll be fine!" Lin Yuanyuan wasn't happy to hear this news. "Grandma, Zhao An said he'll come back later to continue your acupuncture."

"Yes, I see. That kid is truly a genius. The old man pushes the new man forward." Old Madam Lin sighed. It was truly the young who ruled the world these days.

At this moment, Lin Kaixuan walked in, still smiling. "Mom, are you feeling better?"

"Yes, much better. We need to properly handle what just happened. Everyone in the family needs a blood test. No room for sloppiness. You'll do it yourself and supervise it. After the New Year, hold a meeting with the other three families. It's time to teach those brats a lesson." Old Madam Lin was furious that a branch of her family's bloodline had been tainted again.

"Alien blood is disgusting. If it were Zhao An's, it wouldn't matter. The descendants of elites have a high probability of becoming elites themselves."

"Okay, I'll take care of it. Mother, do you need any gifts for Zhao An?" Lin Kaixuan asked, his head bowed. Madam Lin didn't answer, but instead asked Lin Yuanyuan, who was standing nearby. "Xiaoyuan, you don't have to stay here with me. Go find Zhao An and see if he needs anything, and we'll get him something."

Lin Yuanyuan shook her head. "He said he doesn't want it, and he also said he shouldn't tell anyone about his cancer treatment. He doesn't want to treat others."

"Haha, that's true. He looks like a playboy. Okay, Xiaoyuan, spend more time with him. It'll benefit you in the future." Madam Lin closed her eyes and prepared for sleep, taking a nap to regain her energy.

Even further down the road, after a half-hour drive, they arrived at a hillside nestled beside a river, boasting a prime location from a feng shui perspective.

Bai Qiuqin smiled as she got out of the car and opened the door. "Welcome to the Bai family!"

As Zhao An entered the Bai family's gate, hugging Qian Yuling, everyone's eyes were immediately drawn to him. The man was talented, the woman beautiful, and they immediately attracted countless glances.

Zhao An, unfazed, followed Bai Qiuqin into the hall under the gazes of so many people.

"Dad, this is Zhao An. Zhao An, this is my dad, Bai Song, the head of the Bai family," Bai Qiuqin introduced with a smile. She herself was a very beautiful woman.

"Hello, Mr. Bai, I've heard a lot about you!" Zhao An added politely. "I'm here just to visit and meet you."

"Very well, please take a seat. You are so imposing, truly a dragon among men. Please take a seat. Tea, good tea!" Bai Song was a well-off, middle-aged man with a long beard and a rather ancient look. His demeanor was a touch wise, revealing him to be a seasoned veteran.

"It's just so-so. The Bai family mansion has a great location. No wonder they have so many talented people and beautiful scenery. Okay, I have no intention of returning. If you want to work with me, we can discuss it, but the price must be right!" Zhao An made his position clear in a few words. Trying to get something for nothing was unrealistic.

Bai Song didn't seem angry. He stroked his beard and said, "Everyone's ideas deserve respect, and yours are certainly reasonable. If you need cooperation in the future, please feel free to contact the Bai family. The Bai family's door to cooperation is always open to you."

"Zhao An, nice to meet you. I'm Bai Qingyang." A tall, handsome man stepped forward and extended his hand. He was the very image of a girl's ideal prince charming!

"Young Master Bai, nice to meet you." Zhao An took out a cigarette, handed one to each of them, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. "I personally have no interest in making money. No matter how much money you make, it's just a number."

"With more money, you can invest in research and development and improve technology. Subsidies in this field are very generous. If you're interested, you can give it a try." Bai Qingyang offered a suggestion: starting a project is nothing more than burning money.

"So I'm not interested in the pharmaceutical industry. India's generic drugs are so effective, and no one's regulating them. I have no interest in developing new drugs," Zhao An casually said. "If the R&D companies can't make money, no one will develop new drugs anymore. It's a slow death."

"We'll have a strategy for this. Whatever works is a good method, isn't it?" Bai Qingyang smiled. If some nymphomaniac were here, they'd definitely scream. He's really handsome.

The underlying meaning is that if the other party goes too far, then use some shady methods. Explosions, assassinations, arson—all are possible.

"By the way, a Korean-born member of the Lin family just appeared in the Lin family. Have you tested them?" Zhao An suddenly thought of something amusing. What would happen to those with other people's blood? What would be their fate?

"We've tested them. Don't worry, you'll laugh at us. We caught a few before. After the Tang family incident, we conducted a comprehensive investigation. As for those people, they've vanished from the face of the earth." Bai Qingyang continued to smile, as if killing someone was as simple as killing an animal.

"That's great. We should teach them a lesson." Zhao An took a deep breath, letting the smell of cigarette smoke fill his mouth. "To deal with the Koreans, we have to deal with the consortium. We have to deal with both the white and the black."

"You seem to hate those Koreans," Bai Song suddenly said, as if he had noticed something.

"Yes, they're all sissies. What I hate most is men who don't want to be men and choose to be sissies. Or they undergo sex reassignment surgery and become women, which is fine too. Being androgynous makes me sick. And lately, some people are using this trick to copy celebrities and make money. It's really easy money." Zhao An simply disliked sissies.

"Okay, back to the previous question. Are you planning to make money with the leukemia drug?" Bai Qingyang continued. It's a patented drug!

"I'll provide the information, and you guys handle the sales and stuff. I'll take 70% and you'll take 30%. Any objections?" Zhao An took a sip from his teacup, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"The distribution of benefits is indeed a bit problematic, but if it's you, then it's acceptable. You're worth the price, and others aren't," Bai Qingyang said with a smile.

"You're quite good, a smart guy. Come on, let's do it." Zhao An's impression of Bai Qingyang had changed a bit. It seemed the big families weren't just idiots targeting him.

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