"Miss Yasna, what you're describing does exist in traditional Chinese medicine. This is also why TCM hasn't developed widely in modern times. People are too utilitarian, unwilling to calm down and study the profound TCM for decades with unwavering dedication. Instead, they've rushed headlong into pursuing money. Thus, the TCM charlatans have emerged. These scumbags cheat people of money and sex, which is why the common folk are increasingly distrustful of TCM. As the saying goes, one rotten apple spoils the barrel, and that's the meaning of it. However, TCM won't be completely extinguished because of these rotten apples. TCM still has its foundations, and it will make a triumphant return when the opportunity arises. So, you really don't need to doubt TCM."
Chen Feng spoke with passion.
"Chen Feng, listening to you, I have a realization: whether it's Italian politics or Chinese politics, it's all about being eloquent. I originally thought I was quite eloquent, but I never expected you to be even more so. You can make the dead seem alive."
Yasna said with a smile.
"Miss Yasna, give me ten minutes, and you'll know if I'm just all talk."
Chen Feng said calmly.
"Then let's begin."
Yasna thought for a moment. Anyway, her strange condition was incurable, so she might as well try. What if it worked?
Without this strange condition, she could hardly be a true woman.
Chen Feng didn't waste any more time and began to apply acupuncture needles to Yasna's acupoints.
Chen Feng had been using his spare time to solidify his understanding of TCM in recent years. While Chen Feng wasn't a master TCM practitioner, he was better than most.
In less than ten minutes, Chen Feng had finished applying acupuncture needles to Yasna's acupoints.
"That's it?"
Yasna asked incredulously.
"In TCM, as long as the root cause of the illness is identified, applying acupuncture is quite simple. The reason for your strange condition is a minor issue with a nerve inside. Once it's cleared, it will recover quickly."
Chen Feng said calmly.
"Chen Feng, aren't you trying to fool me? This strange condition has plagued me for over ten years, preventing me from being a woman to my fullest. And you, in less than ten minutes, have supposedly cured me? This is unbelievable, even fantasy novels wouldn't dare to write it like this."
Yasna said with disbelief.
"Facts speak louder than words."
Chen Feng said with a gentle smile.
"Are you suggesting we try again right now?"
Yasna asked tentatively.
"No, three more times. If you don't experience that subtle discomfort in your balloons after three times, it means TCM isn't fooling you and has truly cured your ailment."
Chen Feng said calmly.
"Three times?"
Yasna asked excitedly.
"Yes, three times. If your balloons are fine for three consecutive times, it means I haven't lied to you."
Chen Feng continued calmly.
"The question is, are you really that capable? To last three times? It's very difficult for me to reach the peak. Reaching the peak once takes at least an hour, so three times would be three hours. Are Chinese men really that capable?"
Yasna asked curiously.
In her impression, only Western men possessed such stamina and explosiveness, as Western men primarily ate beef.
Conversely, Chinese men were often perceived as gentle and weak; an hour was a challenge, let alone three.
"Miss Yasna, there's an old Chinese saying: you can't judge a person by their appearance. Whether Chinese men are true men or not, you'll know if you try."
Chen Feng said calmly and composedly.
Over the years, he had been surrounded by many women, and in terms of prowess with women, he was undoubtedly well-trained. Coupled with the benefits of Chinese martial arts, being a man who could impress women was an easy matter.
After speaking, Chen Feng didn't waste any more words and directly...
Unknowingly, five hours had passed.
Yasna was quite resilient, reaching the peak five times.
Chen Feng was impressed.
It had to be said that there were indeed significant differences between Westerners and Chinese.
Especially between Western women and Chinese women.
For instance, this time.
Could any Chinese woman reach the peak five times consecutively?
Furthermore, Chinese women typically needed at least a month of confinement after childbirth, while Western women were practically back to their full strength immediately after giving birth, resuming their usual activities without any impact. For Western women, childbirth was as simple as going to the toilet.
"Chen Feng, I used to look down on China. My mindset was stuck in the past, thinking China was ignorant, unenlightened, and backward, and that Chinese people were weak. But after these five hours, my perception of China and Chinese people has completely changed. Don't worry, I'll issue you the oil painting tax declaration list you requested right away."
Yasna said excitedly.
For over ten years, she hadn't had the chance to be a true woman. This Chinese man had allowed her to experience womanhood five times consecutively.
For this reason alone, she had to help this Chinese man solve his problem.
"Thank you, Miss Yasna."
As Chen Feng spoke, he handed Yasna a bank card.
"What is this for?"
Yasna was momentarily stunned.
"Miss Yasna, you've helped me so much, this is just a small token of my appreciation..."
Chen Feng said softly.
"Not only did you cure my strange condition, but you also allowed me to reach the peak five times. That more than compensates. There's no need to give me more money."
Yasna said earnestly.
"Miss Yasna, please don't say that. You helping me get the oil painting tax declaration list is truly a great favor, far more than just curing your illness and helping you reach the peak... This small token is actually a bit of a personal request, as I hope to become friends with you. There's a Chinese saying: the more friends you have, the more paths you open."
Chen Feng explained patiently.
"Chen Feng, you are Chinese, and I am Italian. After this is over, we likely won't meet again in this lifetime. There's no need to use money to make friends with me."
Yasna explained.
"Miss Yasna, that's not my style. People can be pragmatic, but they shouldn't be too overtly so. Even if we never meet again in the future, making a friend is still a good thing. Besides, life is unpredictable, and no one can guarantee we'll never see each other again. What if I genuinely need your help in the future? If I'm so pragmatic and calculating now, would you still be willing to help me? Of course not."
Chen Feng stated honestly.
Yasna accepted the bank card without demur.
She was impressed by Chen Feng.
She had previously thought Chinese people were generally naive on the global stage, but this young Chinese man showed her that, in fact, Chinese people have very high emotional intelligence.
They can see long-term benefits and don't just focus on immediate gains. What appears to be a loss is actually great wisdom.
Just as Chen Feng said, the more friends you have, the more paths you open. Even if this path might never be used in a lifetime, it can be utilized quickly and effectively when the need arises.
Thinking about it, China itself is somewhat like this young Chinese man.
China provides annual gratuitous aid to Africa.
Why? It's still adhering to the principle of opening more paths by making more friends.
Perhaps China might never need to ask for help from some African countries in its lifetime. However, if the need truly arises, those African countries would undoubtedly help without hesitation.
This is the responsibility and wisdom of a great nation.
To gain, one must first give; without giving, there is no gaining.
After chatting with Yasna for a few more minutes, Chen Feng returned to the office in Guyana.
With the oil painting tax declaration list, Guyana could confidently purchase the Renaissance oil painting by the unknown artist.
Once the oil painting was acquired, Chen Feng, as planned, divided it into four parts and shipped them back to China via four different courier companies.
With everything handled, Chen Feng took a flight back to China.
Upon returning to China, Chen Feng spent more money to hire a master art restorer to perfectly mend the painting that had been divided into four parts.
With this antique oil painting, his professor friend at Capital University immediately agreed to give up his spot at Capital University.
This way, Bank Director Feng's daughter smoothly entered her dream university, Capital University.
Bank Director Feng did not break his promise and promptly allocated a substantial sum of funds to Mingshan City.
This news quickly reached Sanshui Province.
Upon hearing the news, the top official of Sanshui Province, Miao Qifeng, summoned Bank Director Liao of the Provincial Agricultural Bank to his office.
"Bank Director Liao, look at the good work you've done?"
Miao Qifeng, with furious eyes, slammed a copy of a loan contract in front of Bank Director Liao.
"How is this possible? Mingshan City is just a county-level city. How could it possibly secure such a large loan from the Sanshui Provincial Development Bank?"
Bank Director Liao said in disbelief.