Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 105: It’s Not Impossible to Negotiate

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: It’s Not Impossible to Negotiate

"Don’t worry!"

"I’ll take care of it right away!"

Wang Shiman could tell from the tone that this was serious. She hung up the phone and immediately instructed her trusted aide to investigate this Zhao Qiqiang.

Less than twenty minutes later, Wang Shiman sent several pieces of information.

First, Zhao Qiqiang’s background. His father was originally a leader in the power department. In the past two years, he had risen rapidly, becoming a top leader in Furong County, immensely powerful.

Second, Zhao Qiqiang himself now ran a large nightclub called "Golden Palace," which was quite famous in Furong County and neighboring counties.

Third, Zhao Qiqiang was now a prominent second-generation power player. Everyone in Furong County tried to curry favor with him, and he had a group of underworld thugs under his command, very arrogant.

She also told Chen Dashan not to be impulsive and to let her handle everything. No matter what happened, she would always be his support.

After reading the information, Chen Dashan was filled with mixed emotions.

These evil people were still unchecked, facing no retribution?

This Zhao Qiqiang had an even bigger background than before. Revenge could not be rushed; it needed careful planning.

With this thought, Chen Dashan calmed his emotions and came down from the rooftop.

When he returned to the store, Zhao Jiayao was not there. A few employees were still organizing the shelves. Chen Dashan sat at the cash register, and Zhang Xuewen ran in from outside.

She was wearing a white cartoon T-shirt, and when she ran, the pair of little rabbits on her chest bounced up and down, quite spectacular.

The young girl had a ponytail, youthful and beautiful. Her face was flushed like a red apple, very cute.

Seeing Chen Dashan smiling at her, Zhang Xuewen felt embarrassed, her gaze darting around. After a moment, she frowned anxiously: "Brother Dashan, something’s wrong. A few cars of people came outside, saying they were looking for you!"

"What should we do?"

"These people don’t look friendly. Could they be Deng Biao’s men? Maybe you should hide in the warehouse. I’ll just say, I’ll say you left..."

Zhang Xuewen was panicking.

Her face was full of worry. She grabbed Chen Dashan’s hand, wanting to hide him.

"Hiding won’t help. Besides, they called out my name. They won’t leave until they see me!"

Chen Dashan pushed away Zhang Xuewen’s hand and walked out of the cash register, saying:

"I’ll go out and take a look. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine!"

Knowing the young girl was worried about him, Chen Dashan patted her head reassuringly. Zhang Xuewen then bit her lip and nodded, following him out the door.

Whatever happened, she wanted to protect Chen Dashan at a crucial moment!

Zhang Xuewen clenched her fists, her face expressing a determination to face death.

As they reached the entrance, Chen Dashan saw a crowd gathered outside the store—local residents, street vendors from the fruit market, and curious onlookers.

"It’s him. He beat up Deng Biao. He’s in real trouble now..."

"I don’t think this store will stay open. And he probably can’t protect himself either!"

"That’s a Panamera, with a few big SUVs following. Does Deng Biao have this kind of power?"

"Each of those cars costs a few million. Rich people..."

The crowd murmured softly, countless eyes fixed on Chen Dashan.

Some were worried, some were expressionless, and some were just nosy.

Chen Dashan frowned and looked up, seeing a sleek black sports car parked by the roadside, followed by several large SUVs. The arrival had a formidable presence!

Was this Deng Biao’s backer?

As Chen Dashan approached, the Panamera’s door opened. A long, slender white leg, dressed in red-strap high heels, stepped onto the road. The red shoes, combined with the white skin, were visually striking.

Without a doubt, this was a beautiful woman!

Chen Dashan looked up to see a woman in a red short dress emerging from the car. She was tall, at least 170 cm, with a voluptuous figure.

Her ample chest was impressive and majestic.

The red short dress made her snow-white skin and outstanding temperament even more striking. Her waist was thin, and her long, straight legs were very eye-catching.

She had a head of golden waves, very alluring, with striking features, fiery red lips, and a black mole beside her lips, full of charm.

"Are you Chen Dashan?"

The beauty crossed her arms and spoke, her eyes fixed on Chen Dashan, smiling with a wild beauty that stirred a desire to conquer.

But her tone was cold, with an indisputable decisiveness, her gaze haughty and icy, very aggressive.

Zhang Xuewen tugged at Chen Dashan’s shirt.

This woman seemed to be a mob boss, likely more powerful than Deng Biao.

Chen Dashan knew she was nervous and whispered comfortingly, "It’s okay. You go inside and wait for me."

Then he turned to the blonde woman and said, "I am."

With just two simple words, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, his gaze clear and unafraid.

Ye Jiping looked Chen Dashan up and down, her eyes showing some appreciation. She took a few steps forward, climbed the stairs, and looked up at Chen Dashan with a raised chin: "I heard you defeated Deng Biao?"

"Yes, if you’re here for revenge, I’m ready anytime!"

Chen Dashan’s tone was cold, his eyes staring at Ye Jiping. The two exchanged a sharp look, neither flinching nor stepping back.

Behind Ye Jiping were several professional thugs in matching suits. They immediately stepped forward, surrounding her. Each one looked like a boxer, with a burly frame and muscular build, exuding a strong sense of pressure.

"Interesting!"

Ye Jiping smiled, her shoulder shaking as the black coat on her shoulders was caught by a follower behind her.

With the black coat off, Ye Jiping wore only a strappy short dress inside. Her white, delicate collarbone and low-cut dress couldn’t hide her ample chest.

The men present were all stunned, drooling with desire.

Her grandeur was beyond imagination, like something out of an anime heroine, with a pair of large, snow-white voluptuous breasts ready to burst out.

Perfectly round, extremely spectacular.

Ye Jiping looked playfully at Chen Dashan, saying: "It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such an interesting young man. I came here not for Deng Biao but for you!"

Me?

Chen Dashan was puzzled.

Ye Jiping continued: "I think highly of you. I came to give you a chance to work for me."

The tone of the blonde beauty was arrogant. With her chin raised, it seemed she was bestowing a favor on Chen Dashan.

Chen Dashan smiled: "Sorry, to deal with Deng Biao, I don’t need you!"

"If you have no other business, please leave!"

Chen Dashan directly issued orders for her to leave. There was no need for Deng Biao to offer him alms. To Chen Dashan, Deng Biao was like a locust, and this woman’s high-handed manner irritated him. Other than her, he had no interest in anything else.

Ye Jiping frowned.

Her follower immediately stepped forward, pointing at Chen Dashan, angrily shouting: "Kid, don’t bite the hand that feeds you! Do you know who you’re standing in front of?"