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The office of Guo Haipeng was filled with the delicate fragrance of fine Longjing tea.

A mahogany desk, a genuine leather sofa, and gleaming glass windows overlooking the bustling provincial capital.

He personally closed the heavy solid wood door, isolating his secretary from everything outside.

The ecstasy that had just been on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep sense of solemnity.

"Brother Lu, please have a seat."

He pointed to the sofa, but paced back and forth in his office, his brow furrowed.

Lin Xiulan could feel that the atmosphere in the office was even more oppressive than the cold streets outside.

"Brother Lu, sister-in-law." Guo Haipeng finally stopped and sighed.

"It's not that I, Lao Guo, don't want to help you, it's just that this Wei Biao is not someone to mess with."

"He made his fortune in the south and has been entrenched in the provincial capital for almost ten years. He has connections in both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds. To put it simply, if you're doing business selling mountain products in the provincial capital and you offend him, it's like cutting off your path."

He looked at Lu Qingshan with a sincere tone.

"I advise you to take your sister-in-law and go back to Hongshi County to lay low for a while."

"Let's wait until things calm down before we figure out a solution."

These words are all reasonable and represent the safest approach.

Lin Xiulan gripped her briefcase tighter unconsciously and looked at Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan's face remained expressionless. He picked up his teacup and gently blew on the steam rising from it.

"Mr. Guo, you can't avoid the limelight forever."

He put down his teacup, his voice calm.

"If we back down this time, he'll only stomp us deeper next time."

"What if I could get you connected with a really influential leader in the province?"

"Are you still afraid of Wei Biao?"

Guo Haipeng's pupils contracted slightly, then he gave a wry smile.

"Brother Lu, you make it sound so easy. People of that caliber aren't people I can just meet whenever I want."

Lu Qingshan didn't say anything more.

He took out a square object wrapped in oil paper from his cloth bag and placed it on the smooth mahogany desk.

Then, in front of Guo Haipeng and Lin Xiulan, he slowly unfolded the oil paper wrapping, layer by layer.

The movements were not fast, even somewhat slow.

As the oil paper was opened, an indescribable, extremely rich medicinal fragrance, mixed with the earthy aroma from deep within Changbai Mountain, instantly filled the entire office.

The aroma was strong, yet not pungent; just one whiff was enough to invigorate you.

When the last layer of oil paper was peeled off.

A wild ginseng with a perfect shape lay there quietly.

Its head is large, covered with dense lines, like the head of an old man who has weathered many storms.

The two main roots are thick and strong, naturally branching out, resembling a human figure.

Countless fine ginseng whiskers, perfectly intact, resemble an old man's beard, flowing gracefully and full of vitality.

Guo Haipeng's breathing stopped for a moment.

His eyes were fixed on the wild ginseng, unable to look away for even a moment.

As the factory manager of a health product factory, he had seen at least eighty or a hundred good ginseng plants, but none of them could compare to the one in front of him.

This is no longer a medicinal herb.

This is a work of art.

It's a living treasure!

God!

The rhizome, the shape, the quality...

It's truly an 80-year-old, pure wild ginseng!

No, judging from this spiritual energy, it's probably even more than that!

If this thing were sent to the provincial level, not only would retired senior officials be tempted, but even the top leaders still in office would be tempted!

This is hardly medicine.

This is a favor! It's a stepping stone! It's a lifeline!

Compared to this road, Wei Biao?

He's nobody!

Just as Guo Haipeng was in shock and his mind was in turmoil.

Lu Qingshan then took out a second oil paper package from the cloth bag.

Same size, same square shape.

He continued to untie it slowly and deliberately.

When the contents were revealed, Guo Haipeng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

It was a palm-sized, slightly yellowish piece of meat with strange patterns on its surface.

Tai Sui!

Live Tai Sui meat!

"President Guo." Lu Qingshan's voice struck Guo Haipeng's heart like a heavy hammer.

"I wonder if this amount is enough to open the door to the provincial capital?"

"That's enough!"

Guo Haipeng suddenly stood up, and because the movement was too violent, his knee slammed directly into the mahogany desk, making a dull thud.

The teacup on the table was jolted and the tea spilled out.

He was completely unaware.

That's enough!

He rushed to the table, braced himself on the surface with both hands, and his body trembled slightly with extreme excitement.

He looked at Lu Qingshan, his eyes no longer showing the hesitation and seriousness of before, but only fervor and excitement.

"Brother Lu! You...you're practically my lucky charm!"

He now realized how foolish he had been to try to persuade Lu Qingshan to back down.

With these two priceless treasures guarding them, why would we be afraid of a mere Wei Biao?

That's an absolute joke!

"Brother, I was narrow-minded. I apologize!" Guo Haipeng slapped his forehead hard.

He held nothing back any longer, pulled Lu Qingshan down to sit, and laid out his entire plan.

"Three days later, the Provincial Pharmaceutical Corporation will hold an internal medicinal herb tasting meeting, mainly for supplying some senior leaders and special units."

"The meeting was chaired by Vice President Qian Shouyi."

"This person is in charge of the procurement channels for special medicinal materials throughout the province."

"If you can just show your face at this meeting and use this ginseng king to get in touch with Boss Qian, all the blockades Wei Biao has set up in the provincial capital will become a joke!"

Guo Haipeng became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see Wei Biao getting his comeuppance.

"But we don't have an invitation," Lin Xiulan reminded softly.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law!" Guo Haipeng waved his hand and patted his chest loudly.

He walked straight to his desk, picked up the red telephone, and quickly dialed a number.

Once the call was connected, his tone became unquestionable.

"Old Zhang, could you add me to the list for the medicinal herb tasting event?"

"Yes, I personally vouch for it! Don't worry about who it is, just remember, the company name is 'Xiushan Industry'!"

"Yes! It's settled then!"

He slammed down the phone, a barely suppressed smile on his face.

"I will personally deliver the invitation to your residence tomorrow!"

"Brother Lu, this time, let's show the whole province what a real 'royal flush' is!"

Lu Qingshan stood up and extended his hand.

Guo Haipeng immediately understood and grasped his hand tightly.

The two hands, representing two forces about to stir up trouble in the provincial capital, were tightly bound together at this moment.

……

Back at the courtyard house, Scarface Liu was already back.

The scar on his face looked somewhat ferocious, and his expression was extremely solemn.

He whispered something in Lu Qingshan's ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Brother Qingshan, I've found it."

"The person who stabbed us in the back this time, the one who relayed the message to Heilong Trade..."

"It's that bastard Yu Gaoyang!"