Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 145: Give You Another Chance to Say It Again

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Give You Another Chance to Say It Again

On the secluded rooftop, Lin Fan pressed the dial button.

Soon, an international long-distance call was placed.

About half a minute later, the call connected.

A voice of a man in his fifties came through.

"Hello, who is this? Do you have to disturb people’s sleep in the middle of the night?"

Lin Fan politely introduced himself, "Mr. Qu, I presume? I’m the president’s assistant at Ning Group, and I would like to inquire about something."

"Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me? The contract is signed, now stop bothering me!"

Mr. Qu was obviously very irritable and was about to hang up.

"Mr. Qu, do you really think you can be so arrogant just because you’re overseas? I just want to ask you a few things, and it would save a lot of trouble if you just tell the truth. Don’t make trouble for yourself."

Lin Fan said with a stern face.

"You little bastard, who the fuck do you think you are... Let me tell you, Laozi was in the underworld when you were still a tadpole. You think you can scare me? You’re still too green. If you’ve got the guts, come down to Australia and I’ll teach you a lesson in manners!"

Mr. Qu clearly had no intention of cooperating.

"I heard you’ve changed your nationality, is that right? So we’re not exactly family anymore, are we?"

Lin Fan watched the busy figures in the hospital courtyard below.

His tone became colder.

This guy’s behavior, he obviously knew something.

"You country bumpkin must envy my life quite a bit, but let me tell you, now I’m not even the same nationality as you. You lot can just stay in your country and beg, while I live a life you can only envy."

Mr. Qu spoke with a strong sense of superiority.

The billions he’d made overnight were enough for him to live a carefree life for the rest of his days.

"Not the same nationality then, that makes things easier. We’ll talk more later."

Without giving the other party a chance to hang up, Lin Fan hung up the call.

Switching to another line, Lin Fan’s tone suddenly turned cold.

"I’m only giving you twenty minutes. Let this bastard feel the wrath of Wolf Fang!"

"Boss, don’t worry, within fifteen minutes, I’ll turn his castle into ruins."

Laughing, a young voice spoke from the phone.

In the background of the call, there was the loud roaring of helicopter rotors.

Lin Fan then sat at the edge of the rooftop, smiling.

At this moment, Ning Mengyao, who was anxious, had followed him up.

"How is it, any news from the other side?"

"He said he woke up fuzzy and needs to take a shower to clear his head before talking to me. Another twenty minutes should do it."

Lin Fan spoke with ease.

"How is that possible? He’s just stalling."

Ning Mengyao sat down helplessly beside Lin Fan, "Now no one else is to blame. If I have to blame anyone, it’s my own stupidity for falling into their trap. Even if I step down as the Chief Executive, it’s my own fault."

"Relax, it’s just a small matter. Don’t make it sound so serious. I had a dream last night where after you succeeded in your investment, you were very proud, even stepping on my head and making me sing ’Conquest’."

Lin Fan nudged Ning Mengyao with his shoulder.

The remark immediately made her blush and her heart raced.

That was the very same bravado she had boasted about at Yang Linglong’s house the night before.

"Is that what you think of me? Do you think I’d be that kind of person?"

"Of course not. Don’t people say dreams are the opposite of reality?"

"The opposite? So you mean you want to step on my head and make me sing ’Conquest’? Ambitious, aren’t you?"

"That’s just a fantasy. But I’m afraid you are indeed going to be conquered."

Meanwhile, as they spoke, Lin Fan glanced at the courtyard below.

A bus slowly entered.

The door opened, and Ning Bingcai stepped out with a cold face.

The ones who followed were precisely those dozen shareholders.

Coming at a time like this, it was obvious that they were here to demand an explanation and assign blame.

"This damned old man, I really wish I could smack him with a brick!"

Ning Mengyao gritted her molars, glaring fiercely at the smug old face.

Now, Ning Bingcai was absolutely on top of the world.

"We still need evidence, don’t we? You go deal with them first, I’ll come down in a bit."

Before figuring out exactly what had happened,

Lin Fan could not take any action.

"Alright."

Although reluctant, Meng Yao still clenched her teeth and went downstairs.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan remained seated on the rooftop, lighting up a cigarette.

"Ding-ling-ling..."

Just as he was halfway through his smoke, his phone began to ring.

Seeing that the caller ID was Mr. Qu, Lin Fan smiled and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Qu, it looks like you’re in the mood to chat with me now, huh?"

"Big brother... Ancestor... I was wrong... Please call off your people from blowing more stuff up... We’re family after all, you can’t just use a rocket launcher on my house..."

Mr. Qu on the other end was wailing miserably.

The villa he had spent a fortune on was ablaze with fire.

Yet the combat helicopter, still not satisfied, made another pass and descended.

Streaks of flame struck the ongoing fire, a sight to behold.

"Mr. Qu, I’m just a simpleton, how could I be family with you? You have Australian citizenship now. Why don’t you go ask the locals if they’d even care to handle a case for a third-class citizen like you?"

Lin Fan found the sound of gunfire in the background so comforting.

They all say it’s good abroad, but once they get there, they realize what discrimination really feels like.

Especially when you run out of money, that deep-seated contempt is something no person can adapt to.

"Ancestor... I really was wrong... I failed to recognize someone as important as you... I beg you, please spare my life... I’ll tell you anything you want to know!"

Looking at the soldiers around him clutching their real weapons,

Mr. Qu was already full of remorse.

A good portion of his wealth had been destroyed in that fire.

"All I want to know is why you sold the hospital to the Ning Group, and also, this mass poisoning incident at the hospital, did you do it?"

Lin Fan’s question had Mr. Qu complaining nonstop.

"Ancestor, I’m abroad, and I truly had nothing to do with the mass poisoning... I sold it to the Ning Group because Ning Changfeng brokered the deal, and he also secretly helped me with my citizenship transfer, so that’s why I agreed to help him out."

"It has nothing to do with you? Then did Ning Changfeng do something strange?"

Lin Fan frowned with confusion.

If Ning Changfeng had secretly taken action, why did he choose this hospital?

What connection could this mass poisoning incident have to him?

"I don’t know... I haven’t met Ning Changfeng more than a few times... But wait... there was one strange thing..."

The real weapons beside him made Mr. Qu nervously wipe his sweat.

"A week ago, he called me and asked for the keys to the back door. He also demanded that all the security guards stay out of the security room that night... and to turn off the surveillance system... I just did as he asked... but as for what he actually did... I have no idea..."

"The back door keys, turning off the surveillance?"

Mr. Qu definitely wouldn’t lie under such circumstances.

Lin Fan stood on the rooftop, puzzled, curiously looking down at the garden area below.

The back door was directly opposite the center of the cloister-shaped garden.

The only method now was to go and ask the security guard who was on duty that night for more information.