I listened to my sister's words today.

While adjusting his sleeves, he casually asked, "Hey? Where's Old Wen? We were just talking here, how come he's gone?"

Hearing this, the old man seemed to be relieved, his expression relaxed a little, and he replied casually: "Old Wen just chatted for a few words and went into the house a long time ago."

"I guess the discussion is almost over now. Let's go in and take a look."

He strode forward, his figure elongated in the setting sun.

Yun Yiruo was still immersed in excitement at this time. Her small hands clutched the old man's collar and she kept asking, "Can I really play with that pistol?"

"Will you teach me how to use it? And take me to the shooting range again?"

The old man smiled heartily and patted the furry body: "Little brat, I knew you were interested in these."

"Just come over and play tomorrow, and I guarantee you'll broaden your horizons!" A deep laugh echoed in the courtyard.

The old man originally just wanted to listen at the door to see if the conversation inside was over. After hearing the conversation in the room, he wanted to leave immediately.

As a result, Yun Yiruo, like a white shadow, swooshed to the ground, moving so fast that people were caught off guard.

With a clear goal in mind, it ran straight towards its sister, its tail gently sweeping across the floor, leaving behind a few imperceptible traces.

At this moment, He Yuchuan just lowered his head to pick up the teacup, but before he could take a sip, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow rushing towards President Jiang.

He barely held the teacup steady, and a little bit of tea spilled onto the back of his hand, but he seemed unaware.

Wen Changqing sat aside, his head lowered all the time, his hands clasped together, the wrinkles on his forehead deeply engraved with the years.

His tone was low but firm: "Mr. Jiang, if you can be flexible, I...I want to leave my surgery opportunity to my grandson, he needs it more."

Old Man Yun outside the door originally just wanted to listen to what was being talked about in the room and wait for the right time to go in and eat.

As a result, the little guy unexpectedly made a noise.

He stood at the door, his expression slightly stunned, hesitating for a moment with his hands behind his back, and finally stepped inside.

He walked slowly and sat down opposite her, feeling a little awkward.

Inside the room, Mr. Jiang's usually stern face relaxed slightly because of the little guy's intrusion, and a hint of softness appeared between his originally cold brows.

Wen Changqing saw this and quickly said, "Boss Jiang, I'm really sorry for taking this fox away without permission."

"But this is no ordinary animal, this is one of the rarest species left in the world."

"If this is just a spur of the moment decision, I'm afraid it will be difficult to guarantee its future care. I hope you can hand it over to our animal protection organization."

Jiang Ling heard this, a sneer flashed in his eyes, he looked up at Wen Changqing, and said with a light-hearted teasing: "Old Wen is really dedicated to his duties. He just admitted his mistakes, but now he is tough again."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to look at Yun Yiruo who was in his arms, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Yun Yiruo didn't care at all about what was being discussed, she just focused on getting into her sister's clothes.

The little body seemed to have found the safest harbor, and its two furry little paws began to restlessly fiddle with its sister's fingers, having a lot of fun.

Jiang Ling teased the little guy while responding to the other person's words nonchalantly.

Seeing the little guy having so much fun, Jiang Ling suddenly felt like teasing him.

Raise your hand and put your index and middle fingers together to form a pistol.

The pair of fox eyes that shone with intelligence widened instantly, and the whole furry little face actually showed a barely perceptible blush.

He quickly stretched out his claws and forcefully straightened his sister's fingers, as if he was shy and protesting.

Seeing that the situation was still not relaxed, Mr. He forced a smile on his face, but his tone was faintly urgent: "Mr. Jiang, do you think... would you like to reconsider it?"

"After all, our old man Yun came in person, full of sincerity. This friendship..."

Old Master Yun sat upright in the chair, moved his lips, but ultimately did not respond, feeling tormented inside.

This matter is indeed difficult to talk about. Old Man Wen was at fault first, and the relationship between his granddaughter and Jiang Ling made him even more embarrassed.

He coughed dryly, considered it over and over again, and then slowly said: "Boss Jiang, what Mr. He said does make sense."

"We also need your medical equipment, and we will not bargain on the price."

"How about this? We'll first import a set of equipment, and then we'll ask you to come in person and help us perform two operations."

Jiang Ling lowered her head and gently rubbed the soft pads of the little guy in her arms with her fingers, but she never raised her eyes.

His tone was indifferent and perfunctory: "Mr. Yun, regarding the equipment you just mentioned, we currently have no plans to sell or rent it."

After a pause, he looked up at the other person, his calmness revealing a bit of alienation. "As for those rights that Mr. He mentioned, I have made it clear long ago that no matter whether they are big rights or small rights, I don't need them."

These few words were like a bucket of cold water, completely dampening the other party's momentum.

Mr. He's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and whispered tentatively, "Boss Jiang, I heard there's a young lady who's been very close to you lately. I think you even managed a set of personal information for her."

"I heard that this matter..." Before he finished speaking, the threat hidden in his words was obvious.

As soon as these words were spoken, the air suddenly became tense. Jiang Ling raised his head abruptly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, piercing the other person.

Before he could ask any questions, Mr. He took out a document from the drawer and slowly pushed it to the table.

"Mr. Jiang, here are some data we have investigated."

"After our analysis, that young lady seems very unusual. She seemed to appear out of nowhere in Dragon Country, and her whereabouts are very suspicious."

"On several occasions, she walked into an empty alley and vanished into thin air... These actions would probably be difficult for a normal person to accomplish, right?"

Jiang Ling took the document, quickly flipped through a few pages, and his eyes gradually became cold.

The information in the document is extremely detailed, and almost every vulnerability is analyzed thoroughly.

At first, I just wanted to take the little one abroad to relax.

Now it seems that this matter has become a handle in the hands of others.

The last trace of smile on his face faded, his brows were filled with coldness, and his tone was as frosty as ice: "So, you are threatening me?"

"Mr. Jiang, don't misunderstand."

"What we mean is that we can provide that lady with a legal international identity, with encryption and protection to ensure that nothing can go wrong."

After a slight pause, he added, "In exchange, you only need to provide us with two surgery slots."

"As for the conditions discussed earlier, we will agree to all of them." He emphasized the word "all", and his tone was full of concession and expectation.

Jiang Ling coldly glanced at the documents on the table, and tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, making a dull sound.

That sound seemed to strike the other person's heart, making people hold their breath unconsciously.

After hearing these words, Mr. Yun sat in the corner with a sullen face, not saying another word.