After the meal, Lin Chen left quickly.
Song Qingquan and the others escorted him to the restaurant entrance.
Song Qingquan offered his driver to take Lin Chen home, but Lin Chen declined, suggesting it was simpler to call a rideshare.
"Let's go," Song Qingquan said as they watched Lin Chen depart. He and his wife then got into their car.
"Honey, what should we do?" Song Qingquan's wife asked worriedly. "Wan'er's food will only last a little over a week. Even if we ration carefully and eat less at each meal, it won't stretch beyond two weeks."
"Wan'er has a plan," Song Qingquan replied. "If she becomes good friends with Master Lin, she can mooch meals at his house."
"But becoming his good friend won't be easy," his wife said helplessly. "He's already wealthy, and his wife is even wealthier."
For ordinary people, it would be simple: just throw money at the problem.
Never mind good friends—spend ten million, and you could become their adoptive parents, providing for their every need until the end of their days.
"Wan'er, what are your thoughts?" Song Qingquan turned to his daughter, Song Wan.
His daughter, Song Wan, was a former academic prodigy with a high IQ.
"Dad, I know Brother Lin is an amazing basketball player. He runs a private kitchen, cooking for 30-5 tables each month. This probably isn't just about showing off his culinary skills," Song Wan said. "He's probably doing it to expand his network, right?"
Song Wan's mother looked puzzled. "Wan'er, he's that good at basketball? How does that conflict with this?"
"I've seen some of his videos. With his basketball skills, he could probably play in the NBA. Wouldn't the fame and appeal of being a world-class athlete be more attractive?" Song Wan replied.
"World-class athletes earn a lot of money too," her mother said. "But they're also controlled by capital. By doing this, he's making the elite seek him out."
"So he's not after fame, and this earns less money than basketball. He's not after profit either. What he's after, then, must be the network he's building," Song Wan concluded.
*Clap, clap!*
Song Qingquan clapped his hands. "Wan'er, you've analyzed this very well."
"Continue your analysis. Where should we start?"
Song Qingquan was very satisfied with Song Wan's current state. She was still frighteningly thin, but her mental state had improved significantly.
"The Xu Family," Song Wan said after a moment's consideration.
Song Qingquan looked at her encouragingly, and she continued, "Brother Lin carrying his wife and daughter up the mountain shows how much he loves them."
"The Xu Family only has one daughter, Sister Mengyao. All their assets will eventually go to her. Brother Lin's family is ordinary; they don't need powerful connections to protect them."
Song Wan's mother added, "We can help the Xu Family, but it won't significantly improve our relationship with them overnight."
"You'll be out of supplies in half a month at most."
"We need to quickly strengthen our friendship with Master Lin!"
Song Wan suggested, "Brother Lin must have friends. If we ask them, we might learn about his preferences."
Song Qingquan chuckled. "Wan'er, that's an excellent idea. Wife, I'll talk to President Ye this afternoon. He's the one who introduced President Chen to Master Lin."
"Alright."
***
When Song Qingquan spoke of Ye, it was always Ye Hong.
His wife had cancer. In the past, he had taken her on trips, indulging in fine food and beautiful scenery. Now, they no longer traveled.
While Lin Chen had settled in Magic City, Song Qingquan and his family had taken up residence here.
Two hours later, Song Qingquan arrived at the villa Ye Hong had purchased in Magic City.
"Boss Song, it's been a while!" Ye Hong greeted him with a smile as he stepped out of his car.
"President Ye, hello," Song Qingquan replied, shaking hands with Ye Hong.
After exchanging pleasantries, they entered the villa. "President Ye, I've come today to consult you on a matter," Song Qingquan said. "I hope you can offer some guidance."
"Please, Boss Song, feel free to share what's on your mind."
"I heard from President Chen that he knows Master Lin through your introduction. I'd like to deepen my relationship with Master Lin. Do you have any suggestions?"
Ye Hong considered for a moment. "Boss Song, this is about your daughter, isn't it? You want Master Lin to treat her because of his medical skills?"
Song Qingquan paused. "Master Lin's medical skills are that strong?"
"Uh... Boss Song, you didn't know?" Ye Hong added, "My apologies, I shouldn't have spoken out of turn."
Song Qingquan pressed, "President Ye, please explain. Why is Master Lin's medical skill so strong?"
After a moment's thought, Ye Hong replied, "Brother Song, perhaps Master Lin's medical skills aren't particularly strong. He gave me an ancient remedy that has shown some effect on my wife's cancer."
"It can't be cured, but it can be delayed."
Song Qingquan looked at Ye Hong.
Ye Hong's words were clearly a deliberate cover-up.
If Lin Chen's medical skills weren't strong enough or if he lacked confidence, would he casually give Ye Hong's wife some ancient remedy or folk prescription?
"President Ye, you've already let it slip. There's no point in hiding it. Did Master Lin give you the prescription when you dined at the private kitchen?" Song Qingquan asked.
Ye Hong nodded slightly.
Song Qingquan smiled wryly. "We were there for the meal, but Master Lin had already left when we arrived. I invited him to lunch today, and he didn't mention it."
"It seems your relationship with Master Lin is closer."
Ye Hong replied, "A doctor doesn't knock on doors. If you invite him to your home, he won't proactively offer to treat your daughter."
"We were at his place."
"As the host, he kindly offered us some advice."
Song Qingquan nodded slightly.
"President Ye, do you know of any way to deepen your relationship with Master Lin?"
Ye Hong answered, "There is. Wu Haoyu of the Wu Family nearly harmed his wife, Xu Mengyao, years ago. Now, the Wu Family is working to get Wu Haoyu's sentence reduced and him released early."
"Wu Haoyu was sentenced to three years. He has less than half a year left."
Song Qingquan asked in surprise, "The Wu Family led by Wu Yangcheng? Aren't they weaker than the Xu Family? Where do they get the courage to do this?"
The Xu Family would undoubtedly be displeased by Wu Haoyu's reduced sentence.
"The Wu Family has powerful backing," Song Qingquan said.
"I don't know the specific force behind them, and we don't need to. Regardless, with Master Lin's culinary skills, he's bound to win in the end," Ye Hong said with a faint smile.
"Master Lin's cooking skills make it easy for him to build connections," Song Qingquan replied. "There are many people with eating disorders like my daughter, and many more who are ill like your wife."
"True," Ye Hong nodded.
"I'll look into the Wu Family's affairs and then have my clan take action," Song Qingquan said.
"Are there any other methods?" Ye Hong asked with a smile. "Brother Song, with your family's influence, you could target the entire Wu Family."
"Wu Haoyu is already temporarily barred from release. Pushing harder on his case won't make much difference."
Song Qingquan asked, "What exactly did Wu Haoyu do back then?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Ye Hong replied. "The most likely scenario is that he drugged Xu Mengyao, but she escaped and ended up benefiting Master Lin."
"In the end, it led to a happy union. But given his motives, Master Lin won't let him off the hook."
"It seems the Wu Family deserves their fate," Song Qingquan said. "I'll investigate further and then formulate a plan."
"President Ye, thank you!"
"Boss Song, don't rush to find Master Lin for treatment. You're more likely to be turned away if you go now," Ye Hong advised.
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