Qin Guomin was overjoyed watching his daughter being praised by Elder Huang and Elder Li.
A daughter like this was truly a treasure.
She was his only daughter, and he cherished her dearly.
That's why, when Qin Wen was rebellious, she was known as the "Little Hot Pepper" in Shanghai. No young master in Shanghai dared to provoke her.
Otherwise, how could such a beautiful person not be surrounded by fawning admirers?
It was precisely because of Qin Wen's status and personality that the young masters of Shanghai all kept their distance, none daring to pursue her.
Besides, her brother was one of the Four Young Masters of Shanghai; who would dare to have designs on Qin Wen?
If Qin Wen didn't come to him, it would be a blessing.
"Are you still getting used to life at school?" Elder Huang asked Xia Feng kindly.
"I feel good, quite accustomed. My students are all very lovely," Xia Feng smiled.
Speaking of this, Xia Feng remembered that Luo Hanxiang and Yun Yan had been insisting on treating him to a meal. Weren't they lovely?
"Haha... In the future, China will have a group of capable traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. You really brought honor to Chinese medicine at the last US Medical Exchange Conference. Only you could have done something like this."
Elder Li laughed heartily. Xia Feng had shone brightly at the medical exchange conference, bringing glory to China.
As leading figures in China, Elder Huang and Elder Li were deeply concerned about anything related to the nation.
They naturally wished for China to prosper, to become increasingly strong, and for the lives of its people to improve.
In fact, at their level, they no longer considered their personal affairs. Wealth was merely an external possession, and their sole focus was on the welfare of the people.
They only wished to make China great and strong, and anyone obstructing China's development was their enemy.
"They certainly will."
Xia Feng spoke with great confidence, a confidence born from his inherent self-assurance and trust in his students.
"Good, with your words, we are at ease," Elder Li exclaimed loudly.
In the living room sat many people, but only three were speaking.
The others were merely companions, unable to interject and not daring to do so.
Only Qin Wen, who was in front of them, could exchange a few words. This small gesture made Zheng Ming look at Qin Guomin with newfound respect.
Qin Guomin owed his daughter a favor; several large investments recently had been brought in by Qin Guomin.
Zheng Ming knew well that these investments were surely due to Xia Feng.
Having a daughter himself, and one who was Qin Wen's best friend, why was there such a disparity between them?
While envying Qin Guomin, Zheng Ming secretly thought: It's time to go back and properly educate his own daughter.
Spending all day doing nothing worthwhile, wouldn't it have been better to cling to Qin Wen's coattails this time?
Comparing people is enough to kill, comparing goods is enough to discard.
Jack Ma quickly finished preparing the table of dishes.
There were twenty home-style dishes in total, with the adults sitting at one table and the younger generation at another. Da Feng Novel.
Penguin Ma was quite astute this time, knowing that everyone would be drinking, so he had prepared early and held the wine pot, ready to pour for everyone at any moment.
This was an important task; whoever secured it would gain recognition.
"Xia Feng, come, have a drink with us," Elder Li said, raising his wine glass towards Xia Feng.
"Okay," Xia Feng replied, also raising his glass.
"To the prosperity of China and the health of its people," Elder Huang declared loudly, also raising his glass.
"To the prosperity of China and the health of its people."
Everyone stood up, echoing Elder Huang's words.
Throughout the meal, only Elder Huang, Elder Li, and Xia Feng ate heartily. The others merely nibbled, not daring to be too unrestrained.
After all, dining at the same table as Elder Huang and Elder Li made them feel as if they were sitting on pins and needles.
"Xia Feng, let's go to the study, we have something to discuss with you."
After the meal, Elder Li proposed to Xia Feng.
"Alright."
Xia Feng agreed, and then stood up, leading Elder Huang and Elder Li upstairs.
After the three left the living room and went upstairs, the tense atmosphere in the living room instantly eased. Although everyone appeared enthusiastic and relaxed, they still felt a greater sense of constraint internally.
"Comrade Guomin, no need to say anything else, I envy you," Zheng Ming said, patting Qin Guomin's shoulder with immense envy.
"Yes, truly envious," Liao Changwei seconded.
Liao Changwei had witnessed what a true prominent figure was today, someone who hid in plain sight.
Xia Feng was precisely that. If he had met Xia Feng in any other context, Liao Changwei would not have found him particularly special.
He never expected that such a young man would already be at a level that made him look up to him.
Unreachable.
Who exactly was Xia Feng, he still hadn't figured out, only knowing that Xia Feng taught traditional Chinese medicine at Fudan University, his true identity remaining unknown.
"Heh heh... Just average, average," Qin Guomin smiled proudly.
He never expected his two immediate superiors to envy him; he felt extremely pleased.
After today's events, Qin Guomin's promotion to the next position was secured.
Meanwhile, Penguin Ma and the others were outside in the pavilion, boasting.
"Has anyone noticed that Little Long is bruised and swollen?" Jiang Quanshui asked a rather impertinent question.
He knew the specific circumstances best.
"Didn't notice. He always has a deadpan expression, who pays attention to him?" Old Wang said.
"I did notice. Probably got beaten up," Lei Ming said.
"Heh heh, does anyone want to know the inside story? I know what happened?"
Jiang Quanshui chuckled and said.
The gazes of several people turned towards him. Regarding such gossip, it wasn't just women who were curious; men were equally so.
Especially concerning Long Aotian being beaten up.
"Could it be Young Master Xia who beat him?" Penguin Ma asked.
"It was Old Peter who beat him," Jiang Quanshui said with a smug smile.
"Oh?"
Everyone simultaneously looked at him with questioning eyes.
"Old Peter is that capable?" Penguin Ma was surprised.
"You haven't seen Old Peter, he's not much better off. He looks even worse off," Jiang Quanshui explained.
"Not long ago, Young Master Xia mentioned that both of them were cultivators, perhaps they disliked each other and fought?" Jack Ma asked.
"Something like that," Jiang Quanshui replied vaguely.
He wouldn't say that he was so scared of Long Aotian that he hid in Dula Peter's room and dared not come out. The fewer people who knew about this, the better, lest it become a laughingstock for them.
"To think that Long Aotian couldn't even defeat an old man," Old Wang shook his head, expressing his disdain for Long Aotian.
"You can't say that. They are both cultivators, and Old Peter has clearly been cultivating for longer than Long Aotian. In that case, Long Aotian still won,"
Jack Ma understood these martial arts matters better than Old Wang, and he felt a sense of injustice for Long Aotian.
"Little Long said a strange thing to me. He called Old Peter 'Old Bat,' what does that mean?"
Jiang Quanshui had always been puzzled by this, especially since Long Aotian also said that once he knew his true identity, he would obediently follow him out.
Could there be some unspeakable secret?