"Not bad, Xiao Wan, you have such a good capacity for alcohol!"
After a few rounds of drinks, Kang Hongwen's old face was flushed, but he saw that Wan Yunting's face was not red and his heart was not beating, without any signs of drunkenness, showing his extraordinary capacity.
"President Kang, you flatter me. Perhaps it's because I practice martial arts that I can drink a little," Wan Yunting said with a humble smile, waving his hand.
Kang Hongwen nodded with a smile, not dwelling on the matter of his drinking capacity. He then chuckled, "I've heard quite a bit about the affairs of Ziqiang Financial Group. Why didn't you ask for my help?"
Wan Yunting, who was in the process of picking up food, paused. He smiled slightly and shook his head, "It's just a small matter, I didn't want to trouble you, President Kang."
"Heh heh, this is no small matter!"
Kang Hongwen put down his chopsticks and looked at Wan Yunting with a smile, "If you encounter this problem again next time, feel free to come to me, and I'll help you solve it."
Hearing this, Wan Yunting picked up his wine glass and smiled, nodding, "Alright, I'll toast you."
"Come, let's not talk about that anymore, let's drink..."
Kang Hongwen also smiled, clinking his wine glass with Wan Yunting's. The two of them downed the white wine in their glasses.
Regarding Wan Yunting's nighttime intrusion into Ziqiang Financial Group and his beating of the Shen father and son last night, many people were not surprised!
In everyone's eyes, Wan Yunting was a rapist. Coupled with his recent release from prison, such violent behavior was considered normal by everyone.
However, Kang Hongwen did not think so. From the first time he met Wan Yunting, he felt that this young man was not a simple-minded person who only solved problems with violence.
Because Wan Yunting possessed a sense of mystery, even a prominent figure like Kang Hongwen could not fathom his thoughts from his deep and wise eyes!
Perhaps violence was merely his cover, and the bankruptcy of Ziqiang Financial Group was his true objective!
The two did not continue the topic. They drank one glass after another, and soon Kang Hongwen could not hold on.
Seeing this, Wan Yunting stood up and said with a smile, "It's getting late, I should be going back."
"Alright, Miss, you see Doctor Wan out. I'll help your father upstairs first. I'll come down later to drive Doctor Wan back," said Lin Gaofeng, who had not been drinking, to Kang Nuolan, who had been accompanying them. He then helped the drunken Kang Hongwen upstairs.
Wan Yunting nodded, smiled at Kang Nuolan, and then turned to go out, wandering in the garden.
"Master, do you have time this afternoon?" asked Kang Nuolan, silently following him.
Wan Yunting turned to look at her and shook his head, chuckling, "I don't have time this afternoon. Also, don't call me Master, it sounds strange."
Kang Nuolan asked expressionlessly, "Then what should I call you?"
"I'm a few years older than you, how about calling me brother?"
Kang Nuolan's pretty face was cold, and she said, "Let's stick with Teacher."
"Fine, as you wish."
"Then when will you have time to teach me strength and speed?"
"When I have time."
Wan Yunting walked with his hands behind his back, leisurely admiring the flowers and plants in the courtyard. Kang Nuolan followed him obediently and said, "I'll be going to Seoul University in South Korea in two weeks to participate in a competition. I hope Teacher can spare some time to teach me!"
Wan Yunting glanced at her, sighed, "Actually, I work every day, and I have quite a lot of things to do. I probably won't have much time."
But Kang Nuolan was persistent, "As long as Teacher can spare more time to teach me, I can give you whatever you want!"
Wan Yunting was taken aback. He looked at Kang Nuolan, whose pretty face was sincere. Lin Gaofeng was right, this girl was indeed a martial arts enthusiast.
The scene of her bowing at the dinner table earlier flashed through his mind... A mischievous smile crept onto Wan Yunting's lips, "You can give me whatever I want?"
"Yes," Kang Nuolan nodded, her attitude extremely sincere.
"Alright, come to my Southern Traditional Chinese Medicine department tomorrow at noon."
Wan Yunting slapped himself to dispel those unruly thoughts.
Since he had promised her, he had to be a proper beast... no, a good teacher!
When Lin Gaofeng came out, he drove the Ferrari sports car to send Wan Yunting back. However, he did not return to Southern Hospital but went to the First People's Hospital.
At this moment, in the VIP ward, his second elder brother, Wan Dongming, who was lying next to Wang Chulin, had already woken up. He numbly listened to his mother-in-law, Zheng Peihui, chattering incessantly.
"It's all your fault, your rapist third brother. You went at the wrong time last night. If only we could have borrowed five hundred million yuan from Ziqiang Financial Group first."
"Now look, we didn't get the money, their company went bankrupt, causing our Wang Group to have liquidity problems. All of this responsibility lies with you brothers." Zheng Peihui, like a shrew, pointed at Wan Dongming on the hospital bed and scolded him fiercely.
Wang Chulin, who couldn't stand it any longer, pleaded, "Mom, can you please stop talking? It's not Dongming's or Yunting's fault. I've already found out that the person who broke Shen Junjie's hand was from Lingwei Club, not Yunting at all."
"I don't care. All I know now is that our Wang Group has liquidity problems, and he should bear full responsibility!" Zheng Peihui shouted, pointing at the blank-faced Wan Dongming.
"Hmph, ever since your rapist brother was released from prison, our Wang family has never had anything good happen. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have taken him in as a son-in-law. Now, with such a troublemaking rapist, it's really bad luck."
Zheng Peihui grumbled and cursed. Finally, Wan Dongming on the bed could not stand it any longer and exploded, roaring, "Enough, shut up!"
His sudden roar startled Wang Chulin and Zheng Peihui. Looking at Wan Dongming's ferocious face, he angrily said, "Don't you just despise me for being useless! Fine, I'll satisfy you now. I'll divorce Chulin and leave your Wang family. Are you satisfied?"
"No, Dongming, don't do this..."
Wang Chulin was anxious. Wan Dongming looked at her, gritting his teeth in pain, "Chulin, I'm sorry, I've had enough. Please don't force me anymore, okay?"
"Wuwu, I don't want a divorce..."
Wang Chulin sobbed in Wan Dongming's arms.
"Alright, you said it. Tomorrow, I'll have a lawyer draft the divorce papers."
Zheng Peihui clapped her hands in approval. Seeing her daughter crying in Wan Dongming's embrace, she pulled Wang Chulin up, "Chulin, why are you crying? What's the use of a useless person like him? Mom will find you a good husband later..."
"Mom, that's enough."
Wang Chulin, who had also had enough, shoved her mother away forcefully, "I will not divorce Dongming. I want to get married, and I want to follow Dongming. Wherever he goes, I will go. I will never divorce him in this lifetime..."
Zheng Peihui's eyes widened. Seeing her daughter dare to talk back to her, she was furious and cursed, "Wang Chulin, have your wings hardened now? You want to get married? I tell you, no way! You must get a divorce!"
Seeing her mother's resolute tone, Wang Chulin was heartbroken and cried uncontrollably in Wan Dongming's arms.
However, at some unknown time, Wan Yunting had already appeared at the entrance of the living room. Listening to their conversation, his face darkened. He said coldly, "Auntie, as the saying goes, it is better to tear down ten temples than to ruin one marriage. Don't you feel guilty forcing my second brother and sister-in-law to divorce?"
Zheng Peihui turned her head and was surprised to see Wan Yunting, "You're actually out!"
Wan Yunting was arrested by the police last night, and everyone still thought he was detained.
"Third brother."
Wan Dongming was full of excitement when he saw Wan Yunting. He had already heard about what happened at Ziqiang Financial Group last night.
"Second brother, are you feeling better now?" Wan Yunting glared at Zheng Peihui and walked over to check his second brother's pulse.
"I'm fine, only my hands are broken. The doctor reattached them, and they'll be fine after about a month of rest," Wan Dongming said with a smile.
"Mm, I'll give you some medicine to apply later. It will heal in less than half a month," Wan Yunting nodded.
Zheng Peihui, who had recovered from her shock, pointed at him, "Rapist, you've come at the right time. If it weren't for you, Ziqiang Financial Group wouldn't have refused to lend our Wang family five hundred million yuan. You brothers have to take responsibility for this matter!"
Wan Yunting turned and looked at her coldly, "How do you want us to take responsibility?"
"Lend us five hundred million yuan to solve our Wang Group's liquidity problem," Zheng Peihui snorted.
Wan Dongming was furious, "Where are we going to borrow five hundred million yuan from?"
"That's not my concern," Zheng Peihui said with her arms crossed and a proud snort.
"Alright, I'll lend it to you!"
Wan Yunting nodded and then took out his phone to call Lin Gaofeng, "Secretary Lin, have you left yet?"