Chapter 16

Currently, apart from Zhang Haitian, there should be no one else calling himself, so Lin Fan directly took out his phone from his pocket and answered the call. Indeed, as soon as the call was connected, Zhang Haitian's voice came through the earpiece:

"Brother Lin, you live at No. 20 in District E, right? I'll be there soon!"

"Sure, come over, I'm at home." Lin Fan replied indifferently and hung up the phone.

Ling Xuefei looked at Lin Fan with some surprise. She couldn't understand why someone would visit this down-and-out young man. Could it be a food delivery?

Less than two minutes later, a black Porsche 911 stopped in front of Lin Fan's villa. Then, a man in his late thirties, wearing a well-tailored Italian custom black suit, got out of the car. He opened the rear door, took out several beautifully packaged boxes from the back seat, and walked towards the villa with them in his arms.

After the middle-aged man got out of the car, a dignified and beautiful middle-aged woman, around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, wearing simple clothing and light makeup, got out of the passenger seat. She carried a small orange handbag and followed the man towards the villa.

The visitors were none other than Zhang Haitian and his wife, Gu Meijuan.

When Zhang Haitian saw the two young and beautiful women at the villa's entrance, his eyes lit up, but there was no trace of lust in them, only a simple appreciation of beauty.

"Brother Zhang, you're here."

Lin Fan walked to the door to greet them.

"Brother Lin!" Seeing Lin Fan, Zhang Haitian looked very happy, his face creasing into a smile.

When Ling Xuefei saw Zhang Haitian, her expression changed slightly, and she greeted him proactively: "President Zhang, why are you here?"

"Who are you?" Zhang Haitian looked at Ling Xuefei, frowning slightly, but he couldn't recall who she was. This wasn't because of his poor memory; he simply met too many people.

"President Zhang, hello. I am the new chairman of Dynasty Entertainment, my name is Ling Xuefei." Ling Xuefei extended her fair and slender right hand, smiling as she introduced herself.

"Oh, Dynasty Entertainment under the Ling Group, right?" Zhang Haitian finally remembered, extending his right hand to ask.

"Yes."

"Your surname is Ling, what is your relationship with Ling Tian?" Zhang Haitian asked again.

"He is my father." Ling Xuefei replied.

"Indeed, a tiger father does not have a dog for a daughter. Dynasty Entertainment has been doing well recently." Zhang Haitian smiled and praised, then turned his attention back to Lin Fan. Gu Meijuan stood beside him, holding his arm, her eyes full of anticipation as she looked at Lin Fan.

Ling Xuefei was slightly surprised by the scene. She couldn't understand why someone of Zhang Haitian's status would come to see Lin Fan, and it seemed he was even seeking something from Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't know Zhang Haitian's identity, but Ling Xuefei did. The Zhang family was an old-established family in Longcheng, a force that could overshadow the sky. Their influence extended across the police, government, and business sectors, and they even had their own underground power. The first patriarch of the Zhang family, Old Master Zhang, was a veteran who had participated in the Long March, the Anti-Japanese War, and the Liberation War, with a distinguished military record and even an audience with the leader. The Zhang family was a family of loyalists; not only was Old Master Zhang a veteran, but his three sons were also heroes. The eldest son died in the Huaihai Campaign, the second son in a neighboring country's war, and the youngest son, Zhang Mingyu, was also wounded in a self-defense counterattack.

In the new century, the Zhang family gradually grew stronger. Zhang Mingyu, the current patriarch, had three sons, the eldest being Zhang Haitian, the current president of the Longcheng Chamber of Commerce and the chairman of the largest real estate company in Longcheng, Haitian International Real Estate. He was a true business tycoon in Longcheng, on the same level as Ling Tian, which was why Ling Xuefei had to respectfully call him President Zhang.

"Did you bring the herbs?" Lin Fan asked indifferently.

"Yes." Zhang Haitian replied quickly.

"Come in first." Lin Fan moved aside to let Zhang Haitian and Gu Meijuan into the house.

Zhang Haitian didn't hesitate, carrying the boxes into the house and placing them in the foyer. He then picked up a small box from the top and walked to Qiqi.

"Qiqi, do you remember Uncle?" Zhang Haitian squatted down, touching Qiqi's little head and asked with a smile.

"Remember, remember, you are, um, the big uncle who cries." Qiqi tilted her head and said.

"Ha ha, Qiqi has a good memory. This is a little toy Uncle brought for you." Zhang Haitian laughed heartily and handed the small box to her.

"Wow, thank you, Uncle!" Qiqi's bright eyes sparkled as she happily took the box and started playing with it.

"Take Qiqi upstairs first." Lin Fan said to Ling Xuefei at the door.

Hearing Lin Fan's indifferent voice, Ling Xuefei was irritated. Who do you think you are, ordering me around!

Ling Xuefei didn't move, just looking at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan shook his head and explained, "I need to refine a pill in the kitchen, and there will be a strange smell. You should go upstairs first."

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Ling Xuefei didn't react, but An Yanan beside her laughed and said,

"What did you say? Did I hear that right? Refine... refine a pill? When did you, Mr. Lin, turn into a charlatan? What kind of pill are you refining? An elixir of immortality or a beauty pill?"

"That's none of your business." Lin Fan didn't want to get into a long discussion about it, as refining pills was still considered a fantastical concept in the minds of ordinary people.

But in An Yanan's eyes, Lin Fan's attitude seemed pretentious and affected. She was already annoyed with Lin Fan, and now his arrogant behavior made her even angrier. She glared at him and said, "I think you're just stalling, not wanting Qiqi to leave with us. You..."

"Please, Master Lin, refine the pill."

Before An Yanan could finish, Zhang Haitian interjected.

Zhang Haitian was already anxious, having gone to great lengths to gather the herbs overnight to cure his wife's poison as soon as possible. Now, encountering this unreasonable girl, he was a bit annoyed, but he didn't want to lose his temper because he didn't know the relationship between Lin Fan and An Yanan.

Seeing Zhang Haitian's serious demeanor, Ling Xuefei was shocked. She widened her eyes and looked at Lin Fan up and down, unable to imagine why someone of Zhang Haitian's status would treat Lin Fan with such respect. Even if Lin Fan was one of the Four Young Masters of Yang'an, it wouldn't make Zhang Haitian treat him like this. But now, Zhang Haitian not only had a respectful attitude but also called him "Master Lin," a title that sounded more like what one would call a charlatan.

"Please, Master Lin, refine the pill."

As soon as Zhang Haitian spoke, Gu Meijuan also said, her tone even more complex, a mix of nervousness, anticipation, and anxiety.

Oh my God, what's going on in this world?

"President Zhang, are you being deceived by this person? He's just a playboy, how could he refine any pill!" Before Ling Xuefei could speak, An Yanan couldn't hold back. She was convinced that Lin Fan had used some underhanded method to deceive Zhang Haitian, so she quickly warned him, "Speak! What trick did you use to deceive President Zhang! I'm telling you, confess now! Otherwise, when the truth comes out, it won't look good for you!"

"Miss, I have entrusted Master Lin to cure my wife's poison. Please do not interfere." Zhang Haitian turned to look directly at An Yanan and said.

"President Zhang, are you misunderstanding something? You call him a master?"

An Yanan's eyes widened as if she had heard something unbelievable. She sneered, "President Zhang, you probably don't know who this person is. He was dressed like a homeless person just the other day. I advise you to be more careful when judging people. Don't be deceived by someone's sweet talk..."

"Enough!" Zhang Haitian, already anxious, couldn't bear the repeated delays. He shouted loudly, then ignored An Yanan and Ling Xuefei, picked up the box of herbs, and gestured with his other hand.

"Master Lin, please."