...
After a satisfying meal, Qin Ning prepared to leave with Su Xingwan.
Before leaving, he took a pen and paper from the bag Su Xingwan was carrying, wrote down a string of numbers, and handed it to Du Ya.
"Teacher Du, this is my number. You can call me anytime if you need anything."
He had seen something in Du Ya's physiognomy and knew she had encountered some trouble recently.
Back in his school days, Du Ya had helped him a lot, and Qin Ning had always believed in repaying a drop of kindness with a fountain of gratitude.
As long as she asked, he would help her solve it.
Soon, at the hotel entrance, Qin Ning waited for Su Xingwan to drive the car over.
Coincidentally, Zhou De and his group also came out after finishing their meal.
Zhou De, who had been laughing and chatting with the others, immediately stopped talking when he saw Qin Ning's figure and walked toward him. "Young Master Qin."
"Uncle Zhou."
Qin Ning nodded slightly, glanced at him, and smiled. "You're looking quite well lately. Have you and Aunt Lin remarried?"
Zhou De and Lin Lan had divorced a long time ago due to certain matters.
However, Qin Ning could tell that they were just acting out of spite; deep down, they still had each other in their hearts.
Therefore, a while ago, he often had Zhou Ping'an run back and forth between them to play matchmaker.
"Yes, but we're an old married couple now, so we didn't hold a wedding banquet. We just had a casual meal at home." Zhou De certainly knew that Qin Ning had provided a lot of help in this matter, and he was genuinely grateful.
Seeing Qin Ning and Zhou De chatting and laughing, Zhou De's guests not far away were dumbfounded.
They couldn't understand why a prominent figure like Zhou De would be so polite to a young man.
Soon, Su Xingwan drove the car over.
Qin Ning got into the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt. "That's all for now, Uncle Zhou. I'll be heading back."
"Alright, take care," Zhou De said with a chuckle.
"Old Zhou, what's the background of that young man just now? To think he could make you act so cautiously."
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He was Bai Yongjian, the Deputy Governor of Shu Province. He and Zhou De were old classmates, and they had always been on very good terms.
Hearing this, the others also pricked up their ears, their faces full of curiosity.
However, Zhou De just smiled and said, "Let's go. Ride in my car, and I'll have someone take you back first."
Obviously, he couldn't reveal any information about Qin Ning in front of so many people.
Bai Yongjian understood Zhou De's implication, nodded, and then got into the back seat of the same car with him.
The one driving was Secretary Zhang.
As soon as the car drove off, Bai Yongjian couldn't help but ask, "Old Zhou, what exactly is that young man's identity? Why are you being so secretive?"
"Lao Bai, it's not that I don't want to say, but I can't. Don't ask or inquire about anything regarding Young Master Qin. All I can tell you is that if you encounter Young Master Qin in the future, you must not slight or offend him in any way," Zhou De said seriously.
Bai Yongjian knew his old classmate's character. Zhou De never joked around, and seeing how serious he was at this moment, it was clear that Qin Ning's identity was indeed somewhat special.
He changed the subject, "You should be able to guess why I specifically came all the way from Shu Province to find you this time, right?"
Zhou De nodded. "I have a guess. It should be for the old master, right?"
"Exactly."
Bai Yongjian's expression turned solemn. "Over the past year, the old master's health has been deteriorating. Now he's bedridden and unable to get up. Previously, your son was declared clinically dead, but he was miraculously saved. So I wanted to ask, which divine doctor was the one who treated him? If possible, I'd like to invite him..."
"Lao Bai."
Before he could finish, Zhou De interrupted, "This matter is a bit complicated and very special. It's not as simple as you think."
"If I'm not mistaken, that young man just now is the one who saved your son, right?" Bai Yongjian said.
He wasn't stupid. With a little connection of the dots, he could figure out what was going on.
"Yes." Since the other party had guessed it, Zhou De naturally didn't deny it.
Hearing this, Bai Yongjian became somewhat excited. "To be so young and possess such incredible medical skills, and having saved your son's life... it's no wonder you respect him so much."
"I wonder if you could introduce me? I'd like to invite this Young Master Qin to take a trip to Shu Province to examine the old master's health. If he can help nurse the old master back to health, regardless of the outcome, I will definitely reward him heavily."
"This..."
Zhou De hesitated for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but Qin Ning's existence was simply too special.
After a moment of silence, he finally nodded. "Alright, come find me tomorrow, and I'll take you to see Young Master Qin. As for whether Young Master Qin will agree to help, I can't guarantee anything."
"Great, great." A look of joy appeared on Bai Yongjian's face.
...
Su Xingwan hadn't drunk any alcohol; she had only drank juice during the meal.
She drove Qin Ning all the way back to the villa.
Qin Fei, Cheng Weiyang, and Gu Siyu had already gone to sleep, but Xia Fei, Wang Er, and Richard were still cultivating.
Seeing Qin Ning and Su Xingwan return, they immediately went up to greet them.
In the living room, Richard brewed a pot of tea and said with a smile, "Young Master Qin, I've already notified several countries in Europe and had them discuss an investment plan for Huaxia. The initial plan is to invest one hundred billion euros here in Liu City. If things go smoothly, we will continue to increase the investment. Moreover, it won't be limited to Liu City; it will gradually expand outward in the future."
His words instantly left the others standing nearby completely dumbfounded.
One hundred billion.
And in euros, no less!
Such a massive undertaking was truly worthy of someone ranked at the very top of the international rich list.
One had to know that one hundred billion euros was roughly equivalent to seven or eight times the net worth of the Xia family, the richest family in Liu City.
"With such a massive investment, a single enterprise definitely won't be able to digest it all. Otherwise, it will only delay the investment progress. Do it like this: allocate a portion to Xiao Fei and the girls, and then give a portion to these guys here. Also, I'll have the city officials connect with you later, so give them a share as well," Qin Ning said.
"Thank you, Young Master Qin," Xia Fei, Wang Er, and the others said, their faces lighting up with joy upon hearing this.
One had to know that with such a massive investment, even if it were divided equally, it would still mean orders worth nearly a hundred billion for each of them.
"Qin Ning, the hot water is ready."
In the corridor on the top floor of the villa, Su Xingwan stood there. As soon as they entered the house, she had gone upstairs to Qin Ning's room to draw a bath for him.
"Alright, thank you."
Qin Ning nodded, then got up and walked upstairs.

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