My Ares Son-in-Law

Zhao Liangren smiled as he took out the exquisite custom-made mobile phone from his inner pocket. He slid his finger across the screen skillfully, brought up the contact interface, and looked up at Xiao Chen with a bit of generosity in his eyes: "Dr. Xiao, I will help you solve this problem first, as a token of my sincerity. No matter what the final treatment result of this disease is, it is a blessing for me, Zhao Liangren, to make friends with a strange man like you and call you brother in the future."

There was a bit of the carefreeness of a man of the world in his tone, as if at this moment, he and Xiao Chen had become close friends who had known each other for a long time.

Xiao Chen accepted it calmly. After all, this was the result of his real ability. The other party's help in advance was just a convenience. He looked calm, nodded slightly, and responded concisely: "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Brother Zhao." His calm attitude showed his confidence and generosity.

Zhao Liangren asked Xiao Chen for the supplier's phone number, turned around and walked to the corner of the room, straightened his back, held the phone in one hand, and unconsciously gestured in the air with the other hand, and began to talk to the person on the other end of the phone. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes his tone became heavier, his voice was low but powerful, as if he was conducting a difficult negotiation, and every word seemed to exert invisible pressure on the other party.

Just a few minutes later, Mr. Zhao came back with a smug look on his face, his chest slightly raised, and he said with a little pride:
"Doctor Xiao, it's all done! I used all the connections that the Zhao family has accumulated over the years. When the suppliers heard that it was the Zhao family who came forward and knew how powerful you are, they all agreed to do as you asked. However, there are still four suppliers who are stubborn and unyielding. They are backed by the other four powerful people. No matter how much I persuaded them, they were unmoved and even said some harsh words."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, but more of pride in his efficiency.

"It doesn't matter. Most of them can be dealt with. As for those four suppliers, there is no need for them to exist." Xiao Chen's expression was as calm as water, and he still had a faint smile on his face, as if everything was under his control and no accident could break his composure.

After he finished speaking, he slowly took out his cell phone from his pocket, tapped the screen with his slender fingers, and dialed a number. His voice was low and magnetic, yet it carried unquestionable authority: "Zhang San, regarding the supplier issue, you will handle the subsequent four companies. Be quick and clean, don't leave any tails, and do it beautifully."

Every word was clear and powerful, like a sacred command.

Zhang San's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a bit of awe and caution: "I understand, Lord Xiao...but there is something I don't know whether I should tell you?" There was a hint of hesitation in his tone, as if he was struggling with whether to say the news.

"Speak!" Xiao Chen's voice was short and decisive, like a thunder, not allowing any hesitation.

"Our people who are responsible for secretly protecting President Su discovered that President Su went to meet someone..." Zhang San's voice was a little nervous and trembling slightly, as if he was afraid that this news would cause Xiao Chen's dissatisfaction.

"Meeting people? It's Sophie's freedom to meet whomever she wants. We don't have to interfere." Xiao Chen showed a faint smile on his face and chuckled softly. In his opinion, this was just a trivial matter and not worth making a fuss about.

"No." Zhang San explained hurriedly, his voice becoming more and more urgent: "The person that President Su wants to meet is a guy known as the Haidong Taifu. That guy has a huge influence in Haidong and his methods are ruthless. He has an intricate and unclear relationship with the Amei Group..." His voice was full of worry and uneasiness, as if he had already sensed the impending crisis.

Xiao Chen's face, originally calm as water, suddenly became turbulent the moment he heard Zhang San's report. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, as if they could penetrate through layers of fog and see through all potential threats. His brows were tightly twisted into a deep "chuan" character, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be engraved with his inner vigilance and consideration. The aura around him suddenly sank, and the invisible sense of oppression was like the cold wind in the cold night, making the air seem to solidify.

"Send your most capable men to keep a close eye on him as quickly as possible." Xiao Chen's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable majesty.

"If there is nothing unusual, you must hide your body and never disturb Sophie. She has her own sense of propriety, and we cannot interfere with her life without reason. But if the so-called Haidong Grand Tutor shows any signs of misconduct, even if it is just a bad look or a slight movement, you must act decisively without any hesitation or worry!"

He paused for a moment, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he emphasized, "Don't let her get hurt even a little bit, otherwise, you know the consequences!"

"Yes!" Zhang San's voice was full of awe and determination. He knew how much Xiao Chen valued Sophie. This was not only a task, but also a matter of his future and even his life. After hanging up the phone, Zhang San acted quickly like an agile cheetah.

He rushed to the assembly point in two steps and summoned his most trusted, most agile and experienced subordinates. His eyes flashed with tension and determination, and he quickly and carefully explained the key points of the mission, not missing any details. Then, he directly ordered his warriors to keep a close eye on Sophie's safety.

Meanwhile, at the Zhao family's side, a tense and exciting business plan came to a temporary end, and the atmosphere in the room also eased a little. Mr. Zhao let out a long sigh, a look of relief on his face. He walked quickly to the door, stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the door handle, slowly turning it, and with a slight "creak" sound, the door slowly opened.

He stood aside, with a respectful and expectant smile on his face, and made an elegant gesture of invitation, with a tone of flattery and enthusiasm: "Master Xue, please come in with your disciple."

Master Xue and his apprentice walked steadily into the room.

Xue Lao was dressed in a long robe, with steady steps and a calm expression, but his eyes were full of depth and insight, as if everything in the world was under his control. His apprentice was a little reserved, with his head slightly lowered, following behind Xue Lao, with a hint of curiosity and nervousness in his eyes, and occasionally stole a glance at the people in the room.

When Xiao Chen saw Mr. Xue coming in, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile. That smile contained both teasing and a bit of confidence and unrestrainedness.

"Old Xue, I don't plan to take you as my apprentice. I don't really care about this." His voice echoed in the room with a hint of laughter. "But if I cure Zhao Chuanshen, you only need to give me 100,000 low-grade spirit stones. Do you want to make this deal?" After saying this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashing with a shrewd light, staring at Old Xue, as if waiting for his response. (End of this chapter)