Facing Tang Haoran's concern, Han Lang had no intention of hiding anything.
He immediately recounted the crisis the Han family was currently facing, their counterattack plan, and even the matter of the Cao family being constrained by the Wang family.
After listening to Han Lang's narration, Tang Haoran couldn't help but sigh and say regretfully.
"Compared to Old Man Cao back in the day, Cao Jian's vision and courage are indeed far inferior. However..."
As Tang Haoran spoke, he suddenly changed the subject, frowning slightly, and said to Han Lang with a look of confusion and impatience.
"You're making this too complicated! If you ask me, Brother Han! As long as you say the word, I guarantee those damn Wang and Gou families will disappear from Lecheng overnight without a trace! How about that?"
Han Lang was stunned by these words.
Was this the power of the foremost prestigious family?
Were the eight great families merely ants in his eyes?
That couldn't be right!
Although the eight great families were far from the four prestigious families, the gap shouldn't be so vast that two of them could be wiped out overnight.
But Tang Haoran didn't sound like he was bragging!
Could it be that he didn't mean financial dominance?
But rather...
Using force?
If that were the case, Han Lang could also act. Why would he need to rely on the Tang family?
Thinking of this, Han Lang quickly refused.
"No, no, no, Brother Tang! My Han family is humble. We only want to grow step by step and soar to the sky. Let's forget about that! Heh heh..."
But Tang Haoran was unfazed by this.
"With you here, it's only a matter of time before the Han family rises in this small Lecheng, isn't it?"
Han Lang was somewhat taken aback.
He never expected Tang Haoran to believe that he had the ability to lead the Han family to rise!
But Han Lang had never thought of it that way.
He even thought that if the Han family ever rose, the credit would definitely go to Han Kang.
After all, only he had the talent and ability to lead the Han family to greater heights.
"Alright, Brother Tang! We'll discuss this issue another day. However, I was just called a scoundrel who wants to use the power of prestigious families to make the Han family soar. If I follow your advice, won't I confirm this reputation?"
Hearing Han Lang say this, Tang Haoran had no choice but to give up.
"Alright, since you're unwilling, I won't force it. You need 3 billion, right? Give me an account, and I'll arrange for someone to transfer it to you!"
Tang Haoran's generosity overwhelmed Han Lang with gratitude, but his purpose for this visit was not to directly ask Tang Haoran for money.
If he accepted this 3 billion, wouldn't he become a scoundrel who accepted charity for nothing?
How could he do that?
So, he quickly replied.
"No, Brother Tang! Although I am in dire need of this 3 billion right now, I really can't just take your money for nothing. I genuinely came to seek cooperation today. Please take a look at the product first. This is a new type of facial mask I just developed."
Han Lang's expression was sincere, and his tone was earnest, but Tang Haoran also expressed some difficulty.
"Oh, Brother Han. I understand you're shy! But with me, you really don't need to burden yourself so much! Besides, as a grown man, I don't need anything like facial masks!"
Han Lang became anxious upon hearing this.
"Brother Tang! I'm begging you, please try it out, even if it's a bit of a stretch!"
"Whether you use this mask in the future or not, I won't interfere. But right now, I just want you to see the market value of this product."
"If you think it's good, I'm willing to give Tang Group thirty percent of the shares. From now on, we'll work together and produce it jointly."
"Otherwise, how can I accept your 3 billion with a clear conscience?"
Seeing Han Lang's stubbornness, Tang Haoran was truly helpless.
There was no other way.
He sighed, picked up the facial mask on the table, and said.
"Alas... you're really stubborn!"
As he spoke, he tore open the simple packaging of the facial mask with a "shhh" sound.
But when he felt the faint spiritual energy emanating from it, he was greatly surprised!
"This..."
He leaned in to feel it carefully with disbelief, then quickly opened a second packet in the same manner.
But with the same formula, how could there be a different scent?
Tang Haoran quickly called his deputy, Liu, handed him a packet of the facial mask, and asked him to feel it carefully.
For a moment, the two of them were like children gnawing on crispy noodles, engrossed in what they were holding, and occasionally exchanging their feelings.
After a while, Tang Haoran finally calmed his excited mood and said to Han Lang sternly.
"Brother Han, tell me the truth! Do you possess a spiritual vein?"
Spiritual vein?
Han Lang was confused.
Could such a precious thing be possessed by a low-level cultivator like him?
So, he quickly denied it.
"No, Brother Tang, why do you say that?"
Han Lang's answer made Tang Haoran and Deputy Liu exchange glances.
"Then where did the spiritual energy in your facial mask come from? If you don't have a small spiritual vein, how can you imbue this facial mask with faint spiritual energy?"
Han Lang finally understood after hearing this.
Wasn't the most effective ingredient in this facial mask the medicinal effect of the Youthful Vitality Pill?
And the Youthful Vitality Pill was refined from various spiritual herbs, so of course, it contained spiritual energy!
Han Kang, Ma Long, and Cao Xuerong, who had come into contact with these medicines before, were all ordinary people and naturally couldn't feel the spiritual energy components.
But Tang Haoran's identity was that of a martial artist!
Of course, he could feel the spiritual energy!
Although martial artists didn't rely on spiritual energy as much as cultivators, fundamentally, the key to improving their cultivation was spiritual energy.
For this reason, they were so sensitive to the trace amounts of spiritual energy in the facial mask.
However...
How could Han Lang explain all this to them?
With his current limited understanding of the cultivation world on Blue Star, or even the entire martial artist world, how dare he reveal all his secrets to outsiders?
But subjectively, Tang Haoran didn't seem to treat him as an outsider. Concealing it seemed disloyal.
After much thought, he could only say with an embarrassed expression.
"This... I can only say it's a secret technique left by my late master. It's definitely not a spiritual vein. As for more specific questions, please forgive me for not being able to disclose them!"
Alchemy was part of the memories of the Medicine Venerable from another world.
And the soul of the Medicine Venerable from another world had perished. Since Han Lang had gained this for free, it seemed reasonable for him to call him 'late master'.
However, when Tang Haoran and Deputy Liu heard that it was a secret technique, they immediately withdrew their curiosity and stopped probing.
This further increased Han Lang's good impression of the Tang family!
"Alright, Brother Han! In that case, my Tang family will invest in your product. However, I still hope you understand that for me, your value is higher than any product! So, I earnestly hope that you won't be so polite with me next time."
Faced with Tang Haoran's serious and earnest words, Han Lang was also deeply moved.
"Okay, I'll try to get used to it!"
After hearing this, Tang Haoran nodded with satisfaction. Then he immediately took out his phone and called the person in charge of operating Tang Group.
After hanging up, he immediately informed Han Lang of the arrangements.
"It's done. I've already notified Tang Group. You can go to the CEO's office of Tang Group to collect this money anytime. As for the details of the cooperation, you can discuss them slowly when you get there."
With the problem solved, Han Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely said to Tang Haoran.
"Thank you! Brother Tang!"
But unexpectedly, this sentence made Tang Haoran's face instantly darken, and he questioned with displeasure.
"Didn't we just agree not to be polite with me anymore?"
Looking at the serious Tang Haoran, Han Lang could only give an embarrassed smile.
"I haven't gotten used to it yet!"