"Who will be the vice president from which side?" Ishihara Taro asked.
The presidents and chairmen of the medical associations from other countries present all looked at Zheng Xiuyan, Kil Diayaka, and Sakata Takumi of Japanese Kampo Medicine. Now that Wan Yunting had won and become the first president of the alliance, the vice president would naturally be chosen from these three.
Zheng Minji said, "For the sake of fairness, let the three of them compete again. This match will be themed around medicine..."
The final result was that Zheng Xiuyan won, and the Korean Medical Association would select one vice president for the alliance. It was finally unanimously agreed that Zheng Minji could become the vice president of the alliance!
This result was acknowledged by the presidents and chairmen of the medical associations of various countries, especially Chairman Wan Yunting of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association!
When he appeared today, everyone thought he was young and easy to bully. As a result, he could help a patient with severe ankylosing spondylitis get out of bed and walk. Such a miracle completely convinced everyone, and it was a result that everyone expected for him to serve as the president of the Traditional Medicine Alliance.
That day, the H country news reported the result, which also caused heated discussions among H country netizens. The topic of attack was naturally why the president of the Traditional Medicine Alliance was not someone from their Korean Medical Association, but was given to a Chinese person?
For the competitive and shamelessly extreme citizens of H country, asking this question was not unusual.
"Aishiba, didn't you promise me? Why aren't you listening?"
At this moment, Kim Hak-woo was pointing at Ichimatsu Daichi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and angrily reprimanded him.
Ichimatsu Daichi, now free from his decadence, had a look of joy and hope on his face. He took out a bank card and threw it to Kim Hak-woo, saying with a smile, "Because Chairman Wan of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association can help me walk, and he also said that after two more courses of treatment, my illness will be completely cured. So, here's the money back to you. Wife, let's go..."
Watching Ichimatsu Daichi's wife push the wheelchair away, Kim Hak-woo was so angry that he cursed.
It turned out that this kid was still playing dirty tricks behind his back, bribing Ichimatsu Daichi to favor the Korean Medical Association in the acupuncture treatment.
But the result was beyond everyone's expectations, as Wan Yunting could help Ichimatsu Daichi, who had severe ankylosing spondylitis, to walk!
At the same time, Wan Yunting also promised him that he would cure his ankylosing spondylitis. So, Ichimatsu Daichi naturally chose the latter.
Moreover, Ichimatsu Daichi at that time was also overwhelmed with joy and did not remember Kim Hak-woo's instructions.
At this moment, Wan Yunting and Li Tiangui and their group, accompanied by Zheng Minji and his daughter Zheng Xiuyan, as well as Vice President Kim Jae-won and others from the Korean Medical Association, were heading towards the main entrance of the Korean Medical University.
As everyone walked on the main avenue of the school, Zheng Minji walked with Wan Yunting and said, "Chairman Wan, the construction of the Traditional Medicine Alliance headquarters will be your responsibility."
Wan Yunting smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will create the alliance headquarters as soon as I return to the capital."
Zheng Minji nodded, then pointed to his daughter Zheng Xiuyan who was following behind him and said, "I will let my daughter go to your China to assist you in establishing the alliance headquarters."
Wan Yunting turned his head to look at Zheng Xiuyan and smiled without saying anything.
Zheng Xiuyan noticed the strangeness in his gaze, which made her expression complicated and her heart extremely awkward.
"Xiuyan, don't deny our Korean medical history!"
Zheng Minji said solemnly in a teaching tone, "China is the birthplace of our Korean medicine. When you go to China this time, you must learn more from Chairman Wan and follow his arrangements, understand?"
Zheng Xiuyan glanced sideways at Wan Yunting with her willow-like eyes. Although she was somewhat unconvinced about the history of Korean medicine, she was completely convinced by this man's medical skills. She nodded and hummed in response.
After seeing them out, Zheng Minji said, "Chairman Wan, Mr. Li, won't you stay for dinner tonight?"
Wan Yunting shook his head and smiled, "No need, Chairman Zheng. I have some matters to attend to tonight. However, Mr. Li and the others can stay and have a celebratory drink with everyone."
It was already 7:40 PM. Jiang Wenhao had also called, saying that Cha Taimin and his son had invited them to a high-class club outside the city for dinner, so he would be going over immediately.
At this moment, Jiang Wenhao, with Zhang Xian'er and Zi Qing, as well as Meng Hu and Kuang Long, personally drove over. A convoy of cars lined up at the entrance of the Korean Medical University. Bodyguards dressed in black suits stood beside the convoy, attracting the attention of many students entering and exiting.
Zheng Minji also knew that these people were here to pick up Wan Yunting, so he didn't say much.
"Mr. Li, then you all stay and participate in their celebration banquet. I have also arranged a car for you, and it will take you back to the villa afterwards," Wan Yunting said to Li Tiangui and Chen Jiadong.
"Alright, Little Wan. If you need anything, just call me."
Although Li Tiangui didn't know exactly what Wan Yunting was going to do, he could guess that it was related to Sima Boyong!
"Yes, I'm leaving."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, waved goodbye to everyone, and then turned to go towards Jiang Wenhao and the others. They nodded to each other, and everyone got into the cars. The convoy of dozens of cars left majestically...
"They've all arrived."
Seeing Zhang Xian'er and Senior Sister Zi Qing in the car, Wan Yunting said, "Go in and find Cha Taimin later. Xian'er and Meng Hu, you come in with me. Senior Sister Zi Qing and Kuang Long, you wait outside."
"Understood," Kuang Long nodded, obeying the arrangement.
However, the naturally dazed Zi Qing said, "I'll stay by your side!"
This made Zhang Xian'er, who was sitting next to her, indignant and cast a sidelong glance at Zi Qing, saying, "What, you think I can't protect him?"
Senior Sister Zi Qing's phoenix eyes, with their naturally dazed expression, gave a sense of dullness. She ignored Zhang Xian'er...
Wan Yunting came to his senses and quickly stopped the provocative Zhang Xian'er, smiling at Zi Qing, "Senior Sister Zi Qing, don't worry, there will be opportunities for you to act, but you must listen to my arrangements, understand?"
Seeing this, Zi Qing just nodded and said nothing more.
Jiang Wenhao, sitting beside Wan Yunting, finished his phone call and said, "Teacher, Cha Taimin invited you outside the city. It's obvious he's playing mind games!"
Wan Yunting narrowed his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips, and said, "It's obvious he has reached an agreement with Sima Boyong and is waiting for me to fall into the trap!"
Jiang Wenhao frowned upon hearing this, "Then we shouldn't go, and find another opportunity..."
"No."
Wan Yunting waved his hand and shook his head, saying, "In this situation, I have to go tonight, otherwise, there will be even less opportunity next time!"
Unless Wan Yunting could swallow his anger and turn back to China immediately, giving up on dealing with Sima Boyong!
But this was obviously impossible. In Wan Yunting's opinion, Sima Boyong was a hidden danger. Therefore, he had to find a way to get rid of this hidden danger while he was in H country!
Otherwise, Sima Boyong would always be like a time bomb, capable of exploding at anyone around him at any moment!
"Boss Wan, our people have all been deployed outside the city!" Meng Hu said immediately.
Jiang Wenhao also said, "The matters you instructed me to handle are completed. The information on Doosan Group's human trafficking overseas and their stock market layout have also been locked down!"
Wan Yunting nodded and smiled, "This is our bargaining chip with Cha Taimin tonight!"
Jiang Wenhao's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said furiously, "At worst, we'll fight them to the death, and we'll have to kill him no matter what!"
Wan Yunting waved his hand and smiled, "It's not to the point of a fight to the death. Smart people like Cha Taimin will naturally weigh the pros and cons!"
Jiang Wenhao nodded. The convoy had already left Seoul city and was heading towards a secluded private club...
At a riverside private club in Hangang Park, this was a high-class and secluded club, an industry under the Doosan Group. However, only top figures in H country were qualified to enter this club.
The luxury of the club was beyond imagination. There were as many as a hundred security personnel, and the female attendants were all beautiful women, specially provided for those big figures to enjoy themselves.
On the balcony of a two-story villa by the river in the club, Cha Taimin sat on a leather sofa, holding a cigar in one hand and reading a book in the other. The title of the book was in Korean characters, which translated to "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in Chinese!
Beside him sat two female attendants dressed in traditional attire. One knelt beside Cha Taimin's left hand, holding an ashtray, while the other knelt before the coffee table, concentrating on brewing tea...
At this moment, a middle-aged man in black clothing walked over, bowed to Cha Taimin, and said, "The assassins from Left Cult Master's group have been deployed around the club!"
Cha Taimin, without looking up, continued to smoke his cigar and read the Chinese masterpiece, asking, "And our people?"
This person, named Zhao Minpu, was Cha Taimin's right envoy and loyal confidant. He respectfully replied, "Our loyal believers have been deployed on the outer perimeter. As soon as the Cult Master gives the order, they can capture them!"
"Very good."
Cha Taimin looked at the book in his hand and smiled, "As expected of a Chinese masterpiece, many of the strategies are worth learning."
"Dad, Wan Yunting and Jiang Wenhao are here!"
At this moment, Cha Xiuxian came up with the Great Dane, calling out.
Cha Taimin put down the book in his hand, and the corner of his mouth, holding the cigar, curved into a smile, "Then please have them come up."
Cha Xiuxian nodded and signaled to his assistant. The assistant turned and went downstairs to personally greet them at the club's main entrance...
At this moment, several cars were parked at the club's main entrance. Wan Yunting, with Zhang Xian'er, Jiang Wenhao and Meng Hu, and several accompanying bodyguards were by his side...
Wan Yunting narrowed his eyes, observing the bodyguards moving around inside the club. He noticed two with different auras. Zhang Xian'er beside him said, "There are experts inside!"
Wan Yunting turned his head to look at her and smiled, "You found them?"
Zhang Xian'er, holding the Qingping sword with both hands, nodded towards the two bodyguards inside with strange movements and said, "Martial Dao Huajin experts!"
"Anything else?" Wan Yunting asked with a smile.
Zhang Xian'er observed the bodyguards patrolling inside and raised her eyebrows, "Nothing else?"
Wan Yunting smiled and said, "On the second floor of the villa in the two o'clock direction, there is a Danjin realm expert!"
Zhang Xian'er's peach blossom eyes widened, and she immediately looked towards the second floor of the villa in the two o'clock direction. Due to the distance and poor visibility, ordinary people could not see a blurry figure standing on the roof.
Even Zhang Xian'er could not see clearly and couldn't help but glance sideways at Wan Yunting, "Are your eyes problematic!"
...This made Wan Yunting roll his eyes speechlessly, saying, "Are your eyes problematic."
Zhang Xian'er, disbelieving, leaned forward, trying to pry open Wan Yunting's eyes to see how he could detect a Martial Dao Danjin realm expert on the roof from such a long distance...
At this moment, Cha Xiuxian's assistant came out. Wan Yunting quickly pulled Zhang Xian'er away, "Someone's coming, stop messing around..."
Pulled away, Zhang Xian'er still looked at Wan Yunting's eyes unwillingly, believing that this guy's eyes must be problematic...