Previously on Supreme Divine Physician in the City...
Ye Xuan's strategic plan appeared to have failed as distributors turned hostile under pressure from the Holy Mansion. However, Ye Xuan revealed to his wife Lin Tong that their true target was not the distributors, but rather Mr. Carter in Barcelona, a key figure in the construction industry. This unexpected pivot meant their plan to secure a twenty-year contract for the Eastern Group's construction materials business had succeeded, fooling their adversaries.
In Yanzi City, within the Wang Family manor.
Wang Qianjun reclined on the hall's sofa, his gaze fixed on the television news. A smirk played on his lips, gradually morphing into a sinister grimace as the broadcast unfolded.
"Eastern Group has achieved six consecutive limit-up surges, but today's opening witnessed a sudden limit-down crash, throwing the stock market into disarray!"
"Breaking News! Eastern Group's aggressive expansion into the building materials market has commenced. However, they have yet to secure partnerships with any real estate firms, and numerous global companies have publicly stated that despite Eastern Group's overtures, they have no intention of collaborating!"
"Eastern Group's stock prices have plummeted dramatically!"
"Experts are suspecting Eastern Group of malicious stock market manipulation, alleging their market expansion is a mere fabrication, designed solely to illicitly profit from stock trading!"
"Hundreds have gathered, besieging Eastern Group headquarters. What egregious acts has this company committed?"
"..."
Barely half a month has passed, and Eastern Group finds itself once again under intense public scrutiny. This time, however, the circumstances are exceedingly detrimental to their standing.
An enterprise that appears robust externally but is hollow within.
Deplorable tactics masked by a veneer of respectability.
Unbridled, reckless capitalism.
An avalanche of accusations, both justified and baseless, rained down upon Eastern Group, sending shockwaves throughout the entire Yan Country. Countless individuals proclaiming themselves economic gurus decisively declared Eastern Group's imminent demise.
Within a year, Eastern Group would be utterly depleted of its resources, becoming nothing more than a true shell of its former self!
Yet, Wang Qianjun, seated before the television, surveyed the unfolding chaos with immense satisfaction.
"Ants will forever remain ants; no matter how they writhe and struggle, they cannot alter their ultimate fate!" Wang Qianjun narrowed his eyes, a chilling, predatory smile gracing his features: "Ye Xuan, from the very instant you established Purgatory, your destiny was sealed – to be ensnared within my machinations!"
Abruptly, a dark silhouette materialized beside Wang Qianjun.
With a slight smirk, Wang Qianjun casually inquired, "Regarding Ye Xuan, his wife, and that wretched woman Liu Ying – have they returned to East Sea to resume command?"
"Liu Ying and Luo Qing from Purgatory have indeed returned," the man in black responded with a grim tone, "however, Ye Xuan and his wife have not yet arrived."
"What?"
Wang Qianjun's brow furrowed deeply, a sudden wave of unease washing over him: "Did they not already secure their return tickets to Yan Country? Why have they not yet arrived?"
"I have already dispatched personnel to investigate the precise circumstances," the man in black stated in a low voice. "Perhaps... perhaps they simply altered their plans mid-journey, desiring a genuine vacation. After all, they brought their daughter along this time."
"Nonsense!" Wang Qianjun bellowed, his gaze sharp with anger. "If your own company were facing such a catastrophic crisis, would you truly possess the leisure for a vacation?"
The man in black lowered his head, daring not utter another word.
Wang Qianjun, his brow still tightly knit, descended into a brief period of quiet contemplation.
Having navigated the complexities of life for many years, Wang Qianjun understood acutely that when events deviate from the expected course, there is invariably a reason. Ye Xuan's failure to return to Yan Country as scheduled, despite booking the flight, pointed to the existence of an unknown variable.
Perhaps, this wasn't even a variable but a calculated move within Ye Xuan's grand strategy, a step whose nature remained hidden from Wang Qianjun.
"If they did not return home, then where could they have gone?" Wang Qianjun's eyes darted about, and then, as if struck by a thunderbolt, they widened in realization: "Barcelona's Carter!"
As astute as he was, Wang Qianjun's thoughts immediately turned to Barcelona. The reason was simple: Ye Xuan's return flight had a two-hour layover in Barcelona. His absence at the Yan Country airport strongly suggested he disembarked in Barcelona.
Barcelona meant Carter.
The Carter Family, a lineage that had flourished for a millennium without faltering, possessed undeniable global influence. If Ye Xuan had indeed forged an alliance with Carter, the Wang Family would face an utterly ruinous defeat!
"No, that is impossible. Even if he is the Black Emperor, there is no logical reason for him to ally with Carter. Carter holds immense status and power; he would have no need to curry favor with someone like the Black Emperor!" Wang Qianjun shook his head repeatedly, yet despite his rationalizations, a creeping anxiety surged within him, growing with each passing moment.
Unable to quell the rising panic, he reached for his phone, intending to contact someone at the Holy Mansion, perhaps to exert pressure on the Carter Family as a precautionary measure.
However, before Wang Qianjun could initiate the call, an unfamiliar number flashed on his screen. He answered, bewildered, "Who is this?"
A young man's laughter echoed from the other end of the line: "The person you most desire to eliminate."
Wang Qianjun's pupils contracted instantly: "Ye Xuan?"
Ye Xuan on the other end let out a soft chuckle, offering no response as he continued, "If my guess is correct, the Family Head must be enjoying his television time right now, feeling rather pleased about the Eastern Group's predicament, wouldn't you agree?"
Wang Qianjun's smile widened, yet a sense of dread intensified within his heart.
"Cherish this feeling of joy and contentment, for you may soon find yourself unable to experience such emotions ever again in this lifetime," Ye Xuan stated with a grin. "A friendly suggestion: perhaps change the channel? An unexpected surprise awaits you."
With that, Ye Xuan abruptly ended the call.
Holding the phone, Wang Qianjun remained in a state of stunned silence for quite some time, his mind unable to process the situation. If the news he had just witnessed was indeed factual, how could Ye Xuan possibly have the time to be making phone calls?
Could it be... could his suspicions have already materialized into reality?
A jolt of surprise ran through Wang Qianjun as he hastily retrieved the TV remote. He switched to an international news channel, and what he saw left him utterly speechless.
Beside him, the man in black, upon witnessing the unfolding events on the screen, froze instantly.
On the television, a Western man, appearing to be in his thirties, stood before a sea of reporters and media personnel, announcing a significant development.
His voice, gentle and refined, yet resonating like a powerful thunderclap, struck Wang Qianjun's very soul.
"On behalf of the Carter Family, I extend our most sincere invitation for cooperation to the Eastern Group, located in the East Sea region of Yan Country. For the forthcoming twenty years, all construction material requirements of the Carter Family will be primarily sourced from Eastern Group. Both parties have already finalized a long-term strategic cooperation agreement, effective immediately!"
Effective immediately!
The Eastern Group had officially entered into a twenty-year strategic cooperation pact with the Carter Family!
What did this signify?
To what unprecedented heights would the Eastern Group ascend in the future? Wang Qianjun couldn't even begin to fathom it; all he understood was that the Wang Family was in grave peril!
"How could this be? How is this possible?"
Wang Qianjun's eyes widened, his expression a mask of petrification. The sheer terror and despair reflected in his gaze were undeniable. The man who had been so smug just moments before now resembled a living corpse.
How could even an individual of Carter's immense influence be connected to Ye Xuan's network?
At that precise moment, Wang Qianjun's phone rang once more.
