Chapter 68

"Let me think about it." Yu Meijing didn't directly refuse Mo Zhitao. "I'm not talking to you anymore, I need to go eat."

Yu Meijing felt her heart beating very fast. She couldn't quite figure out her feelings for Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao was a devoted man, and she would consider being his girlfriend. However, Mo Zhitao's reputation wasn't good; he often flirted with other women. Tonight, he even had dinner with Wang Mengxin, which made her lose her appetite.

"Meijing, where can you find a man as excellent and cool as me? If you don't choose me as your boyfriend, who will you choose?" Mo Zhitao said with a pained expression.

Yu Meijing rolled her eyes at Mo Zhitao. "I'm not talking to you, I'm going to eat."

Mo Zhitao wasn't very hungry. After eating for a while, his phone rang. It was Shen Hua calling.

Mo Zhitao walked to the side and whispered, "Brother Hua, is there something?"

"Zhitao, there's a pharmaceutical merchants' cocktail party in the city tomorrow night. Are you coming? The Cheng, Wang, and Luo families will all be there," Shen Hua said.

"This cocktail party is organized by some pharmaceutical suppliers to chat and drink with distributors. There are quite a few beautiful women there. Haha, brother, if you have the skills tomorrow night, you can try to pick one up. They're holding it at the Qingmei Grand Hotel, and you can book a room there directly."

"Brother Hua, I'm not interested in women. I just want to find out about those people. How's your investigation going?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"I'm sorry, I've been busy lately. I had someone look into it, but there hasn't been much progress," Shen Hua said apologetically. "That's why I asked you to come. I heard they also invited some old TCM doctors to treat people, with quite high consultation fees. You can give it a try."

Mo Zhitao nodded. "Alright, I'll come tomorrow night."

With such a good opportunity, Mo Zhitao wouldn't let it slip away.

Mo Zhitao returned to the table, and Yu Meijing asked casually, "What's up? Another beautiful woman called you?"

"Yep, can't help it when you're handsome. But now that I have you as my girlfriend, I won't be easily tempted by other women," Mo Zhitao smiled.

"Go to hell, who's your girlfriend?" Yu Meijing said.

The next evening, Mo Zhitao had Li Bin drive him to the center of Qingmei City. After getting out of the car, the door of the Mercedes in front of him opened, and Shen Hua got out. "I was going to have Shi Qianzhi pick you up, but I didn't expect you to have someone drive you."

"Brother Hua, let me introduce you to my brother, Li Bin."

Mo Zhitao called Li Bin over. "Li Bin, this is Brother Hua. If you need anything in Qingmei City, you can ask him for help."

"Alright, Li Bin, let's keep in touch." Shen Hua handed his business card to Li Bin, guessing that he was Mo Zhitao's driver and bodyguard.

"Zhitao, you should have gotten a bodyguard a long time ago."

"Hehe, don't worry, I can take care of myself. How's the pharmaceutical factory doing?" Mo Zhitao asked.

Shen Hua had Mo Zhitao get into his Mercedes, with Li Bin following behind.

"Zhitao, the factory is on track now. We can start production next week. I'm going to the cocktail party tonight to introduce our new drug. As long as I show the certification from the authoritative department, they'll definitely want to order from us." Shen Hua looked excited. He had already shown the drug to some friends, and they were interested in being distributors.

"That's good. Once the factory is on track, I'll give you some more formulas," Mo Zhitao said.

"Right, we're not in a hurry. Haste makes waste," Shen Hua nodded. "Once we make a lot of money from selling these drugs, we can consider producing new ones."

"Brother Hua, how are you doing in that area?" Mo Zhitao grinned.

Shen Hua proudly patted his chest. "Of course, brother, you're amazing. I'm living it up every night. Damn, this is the real me, Shen Hua."

Shen Hua thought back to his past and felt secretly relieved.

"Who are the TCM doctors coming tonight?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"They're all famous TCM doctors from TCM families, like Chen Wentian. They're very well-known in Qingmei City," Shen Hua said.

"But compared to you, they're far behind. You're only in your twenties, while they're in their fifties or sixties. I heard you've made a name for yourself in Macheng District, and people call you 'Mo the Divine Doctor.'"

Mo Zhitao waved his hand. "That's just what people say. But the TCM department is doing well. I thought about leaving, but now I'm reluctant to."

The TCM department had Yu Meijing, and Zhang Song's passion for TCM. He felt responsible for helping the TCM department rise.

They arrived at the Qingmei Grand Hotel, which Mo Zhitao had visited before. It was a five-star hotel, very luxurious and grand. The last time he was here, he treated Wang Zhongqiao.

Mo Zhitao had already received a message from the Medical List confirming that his task was complete. He was now a formal member and could take on Level 2 tasks to earn money in a few days.

"Come on, brother, I'll take you in." Shen Hua led Mo Zhitao into the banquet hall on the third floor. There were already many people inside. The men were all dressed formally, and the women were dressed in dazzling outfits, making it a bit overwhelming.

"Brother Hua, you go do your business. I'll find something to eat first," Mo Zhitao knew Shen Hua was there to find clients and didn't want to interfere.

Shen Hua nodded and left, while Mo Zhitao went to the buffet table to find something to eat.

Just as Mo Zhitao was eating, a woman in an evening gown walked over. "Oh? Director Mo, what are you doing here? Did you get an invitation?"

Mo Zhitao looked up and saw Wang Mengxin in a red evening gown that trailed on the ground, revealing smooth, white shoulders and a deep cleavage. Her long, slender legs were visible through the high slit in her dress, and the faint sheen of her stockings was incredibly alluring.

"I came with a friend. What are you doing here?" Mo Zhitao asked in surprise.

"I came with my father. There are only a few of these cocktail parties each year. I just happened to be back in the city today, so he dragged me along," Wang Mengxin said with a bitter smile.

Her father only had her as a daughter, and the family business would be inherited by her, but she had no interest in it, which was why she went to the Health Bureau.

"No wonder Luo Dakan is chasing after you. He's after your family's wealth," Mo Zhitao said with a sinister smile.

He knew the Wang family's situation. Luo Dakan wanted to marry her and take over the Wang Group.

At that moment, Luo Dakan walked over with a glass of red wine. Seeing Mo Zhitao and Wang Mengxin together, he naturally ran over. He often did things like "the flower has an owner, but I'll loosen the soil," but he wouldn't let others do the same to him.

"Mengxin, a few uncles want to see you," Luo Dakan deliberately ignored Mo Zhitao.

"Luo Dakan, can't you see we're talking? How can you be so rude?" Mo Zhitao glared at Luo Dakan.

"Are you afraid I'll win Mengxin and take the Wang Group from you?"

"Mo Zhitao, you..." Luo Dakan glared at him, furious.

Damn, he had been trying to get rid of Mo Zhitao but couldn't. Now that Mo Zhitao had come to him, he wouldn't let him off.

"I have something to say to Mengxin."

Wang Mengxin frowned. "Dakan, go ahead, I'll be there in a bit."

Luo Dakan had to glare at Mo Zhitao and leave.

"Director Mo, you might not know the power of the Luo family. Provoking him won't do you any good."

"Heh, I don't want you to be taken by someone else," Mo Zhitao said as he moved closer to Wang Mengxin, trying to make her blush.

As he smelled her fragrance, he couldn't help but think of that light kiss they shared.

But Wang Mengxin didn't move, and she looked up at him. "What do you want?"

Mo Zhitao looked at Wang Mengxin's calm face and admired her composure. It seemed that her leadership position wasn't just due to her family connections.

"I just wanted to say that I'll come to your Wang Group on Sunday. Is that okay?"

"Sure," Wang Mengxin said happily.

After Wang Mengxin left, Shen Hua came over.

"Zhitao, it's done. Our drugs are very popular, and many distributors have agreed to place orders. Come, let's see Chen Wentian treat patients."

Mo Zhitao was very interested in seeing the old TCM doctor at work. He wanted to see how skilled he was.

So, Mo Zhitao followed Shen Hua to the exhibition hall on the right, where there were some traditional Chinese medicines. A man in his fifties was sitting in a round chair, taking the pulse of a fat man in his thirties.

"That's Chen Wentian. He's very famous in Qingmei City, and many people come to him for treatment. But he couldn't cure my illness. You're better than him," Shen Hua whispered in Mo Zhitao's ear.

After a while, Chen Wentian looked up at the fat man. "Sir, you have an upset stomach, haven't you had it for a few years?"

"Yes, Master Chen, you're amazing. I've had this stomach problem for a long time, and I've seen many doctors, but none of them could cure it," the fat man nodded.

"Here's what I suggest. I'll give you a prescription, and you should also buy a few boxes of Stomach Treasure. That should do it," Chen Wentian pointed to the traditional Chinese medicines.

In front of the medicines, a pretty female staff member was sitting, wearing a name tag of a certain pharmaceutical company.

"Alright, alright, no problem, as long as you can cure my illness," the fat man said, gripping Chen Wentian's hand gratefully.

Mo Zhitao frowned. He felt that this was a bit staged. But it didn't concern him, so he didn't want to get involved.

However, someone nearby spoke up.

"Was this patient called in on the spot, or was it planned in advance?" The man's words sparked a flurry of discussion.

Mo Zhitao looked at the man, but he didn't recognize him. If Chen Dachao and the others were here, they would recognize him. He was Song Ziqi, the manager of a certain Western medicine company.

"Who doesn't trust my medical skills?" Chen Wentian heard the discussion and got angry.