film world traveler

When Xiang Chusong heard the footsteps that kept coming, he didn't even look back and got into the car.

Well, Chen Jun was a little helpless.

The situation of trusting someone when you meet them may only exist in novels. If such a big boss trusts him as soon as he meets him, it may not be to the extent that pharmaceutical companies from all over the world are afraid of him.

However, if he goes back to confirm, some of his doubts should be dispelled, but Chen Jun still has to come up with real evidence or something that is enough to impress him.

And what can impress such a pharmaceutical giant is, of course, medicines.

He wanted to do something for the world as early as when he was on the passenger ship. Wouldn't his old profession of medicine be able to save thousands, even hundreds of millions, of people?

As a doctor who has received modern medical training, he knows very well how powerful the modern iteratively updated drugs are.

To put it bluntly, Chen Jun felt that if the merit system could be changed, the merit of saving people would make him an instant saint, and he would not have to waste any effort to reach the pinnacle of enlightenment directly.

"Let's go." He took Wang Jiazhi's hand and the two went home.

"Didn't it succeed?" Wang Jiazhi asked.

"It didn't succeed, but it didn't fail either. I will go to his place again in two days."

"Um."

Wang Jiazhi uttered a useless modal word. For some reason, she felt that the peaceful life between the two of them was about to be broken.

...

Two days later, Chen Jun had already made inquiries and went straight to Xiang's house with a clear goal.

"Give this business card to your master, he will know what he will do."

Chen Jun gave his business card to the guard standing at the door of Xiang's house. After the guard left, he looked at this majestic and solemn ancient building complex out of boredom.

He is worthy of being a big capitalist, with low luxury but enough luxury... Chen Jun secretly complained.

At this time, the guard came over, with no business card in his hand and a stern look on his face, "My master said you are not welcome."

Chen Jun was stunned on the spot.

Isn't it wrong to not welcome him? If Xiang Chusong checked with Xiang Yutang, most of his doubts about him would disappear. How come he couldn't even get in?

Doesn't he want to see his support?

Or should I just show off with him here?

No matter when, the country would be ruined and the family would be destroyed, and he would have no time to waste time with him.

"Are you sure?" Chen Jun asked again.

"I'm sure my master has said it himself, you are not welcome."

After listening to the answer again, Chen Jun's face suddenly turned cold.

This time he insisted on going in to see whether he was blind or whether all the deeds in later generations were false.

"Sir, you can't go in." The guard stretched out his hand to stop Chen Jun.

Bang!

The guard fell down at the sound, grabbed the ground with his head and fell into unconsciousness.

When another guard saw this, he immediately rang the alarm bell next to him, then flew forward and punched Chen Jun.

Chen Jun ducked and easily dodged, and he punched back. The man was hit in the chin and fell unconscious.

Pushing open the door of the Xiang family, seven or eight family soldiers rushed over and surrounded him, including someone familiar to Chen Jun.

"Is it Mr. Kuang?"

Yao Fan was a little surprised. He was very impressed by this young man with superb medical skills, especially when he was able to avoid his attack. This was not easy.

Suddenly, a butler-like character hurried over and whispered a few words to Yao Fan. His eyes turned strange, "Mr. Kuang, please come back."

"What if I don't go back?" Chen Jun glanced around, trying to find where Xiang Chusong was.

Yao Fan was very calm, "If you don't reply, don't blame us for being rude."

"This time I want to meet this world-famous capitalist to see if he has a dark heart."

"Well, Mr. Kuang, I won't bully you. Let's meet our subordinates one by one. Once you pass my level, you can naturally meet Mr. Xiang."

After saying that, Yao Fan rushed over, slapped Chen Jun directly in front of Chen Jun's face with a fierce and fast palm print, and shrank his left hand secretly and undetectably.

His powerful mixed martial arts skills made him notice this. I am afraid that Yao Fan was trying to open up the situation with his palms and use his left hand to feint attack. Once he was hit, it would be a violent storm of continuous blows.

Chen Jun stepped to the left, tilted his body slightly, crossed the palm mark with his right fist, and stabbed Yao Fan's Adam's apple like a sharp cone.

The throat is heavy, and if it touches it, it will die.

Yao Fan felt a shiver in his heart, and the hairs on his back stood on end. He had no idea that Chen Jun's punches were so fast, and the angles were extremely tricky, hitting people's vital points.

He subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, but suddenly an evil wind rushed towards him, and Yao Fan caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye. It was a powerful and heavy side kick, which hit the waist and abdomen, which was equally fatal.

Bang!

Yao Fan flew out of the way, but his waist was still rubbed, causing a burning pain, as if he had been burned with a soldering iron.

"Right now."

Painful under the strong pressure, Yao Fan saw that Chen Jun's center of gravity was a little unstable. He pressed close to his body and stabbed Chen Jun's throat with a flat palm like a piece of paper.

"He who learns from me lives, and he who imitates me dies."

There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Chen Jun's mouth, he retracted his right foot, his body followed suit, and he planned to cut it with his right hand.

But the next second, Chen Jun didn't dare to move.

Because the peak of the blade between Yao Fan's fingers was pointing at his neck, and he could feel the coldness piercing his skin.

"You're kidding me!" Chen Jun squinted his eyes.

Yao Fan's blade took another step forward and was about to touch his skin. He said with joy and sorrow, "What do you mean by playing? Isn't that what I have in hand? You should be glad that what I took out was not a gun!"

"Okay, very good." Chen Jun nodded and looked at him.

"Sorry!" Yao Fan shook his head.

"To be honest, Dr. Kuang, I admire you for being such a rough old man. Just listen to my advice and go back. There may be hope if you come back another day." After saying this, Yao Fan put away the blade.

"What the hell, I won't come here anymore."

"I don't believe that the medicine I developed has no value in the eyes of other countries. When I succeed in the future, your Xiang family can beg me for a large amount of patent fees. Don't worry, I won't sell it to you for a cent."

Chen Jun cursed and turned around to leave, but he was counting down in his heart.

If the Western Medicine King of the Republic of China has such a narrow vision and dares not take the risk of his identity, then he has misjudged the person.

His words are just provocations. How could he give the drugs he developed to foreigners and end up exploiting the country?

It's just that he has to choose a strong and responsible pharmaceutical company, not just for himself.

To be honest, if he really wanted to make friends with a powerful force and use the opportunity to kill Yi Mocheng, the Xiang family was not a good choice, but the major powers of various countries were, and the reason was that he did not want the drugs he developed in advance to exploit the country.

At this time, he wanted to do his part.

"Ten...nine...three..."

"Wait a minute."

The familiar voice finally sounded from behind. Chen Jun stopped and turned to look at Xiang Chusong.

"Your provocation method is very effective. To be honest, I still haven't been able to find out your identity and background, but I want to take a gamble."

"If I win, I have done my part for the country and the people. If I lose, I think someone is blind. No one can blame me!"