"Understood, Mr. Wu!"
Fan Lei followed Wu Mingli.
Zhang Pan collapsed to the ground.
She started crying loudly.
"Throw this woman out; her whining is annoying."
Fan Lin waved his hand, speaking irritably.
Zhang Pan was dragged out.
Thrown by the roadside.
Her makeup was smudged from crying.
Unfortunately, what's the use?
There's no remedy for regret in this world.
How could she have predicted it?
People's fortunes could be so different.
The formerly beggar-like Wu Mingli, in one day, transformed into a high-status millionaire.
While she became worthless.
In the living room.
Fan Lin poured tea and water for Xiao Chen.
"No need to fuss, let's discuss the main matter.
What exactly brings you to me?"
Xiao Chen asked.
Fan Lin smiled and said, "Originally, this matter shouldn't trouble Mr. Xiao.
But Mr. Xiao is an expert in this field.
This issue can't go unsaid to you.
Almost every year, the Southern Region hosts a Traditional Medicine Conference.
